According to the official constitution
(to the extent that such a thing exists) the monarch’s line of descent was
chosen by the will of god to rule over us. The historical reality is that the
divine will has often been given more than a little human assistance in the
form of patricide, fratricide and even infanticide, without an unhealthy dose
of all of which the current monarch would not be occupying the throne. Had it
not been so his offspring might not be pushing
each other onto dog bowls, or, if they did, would attract rather less
attention for doing so as members of some minor and largely forgotten branch of
the family tree. Avoiding the potentially circular argument about whether killing
off family members was actually god’s mysterious way of implementing his will
to guide the current monarch into his elevated position, the reality is
that the occupant of the throne at any time owes more to the nefarious
activities of his or her ancestors than to the divine. History indicates that,
by and large, the English monarchical system has a Darwinian propensity to
select for murder, treachery and betrayal.
Throughout history, royal
personages have attempted to put a positive light on some of their number and a
negative light on others; much of what we learn about the history of the kings
and queens of England – a history traditionally inflicted upon pupils in Wales
as well as in England – is based as much on spin as on historically provable
fact (such as Richard
III’s hunchback). Modern technology didn’t invent spin or briefing; it merely
facilitated and accelerated them. Shakespeare makes Alastair Cambell look like a novice, and King John with a Twitter account would
probably have made Trump look like a rank amateur.
That all provides some context
for the ‘revelations’ in Harry Windsor’s little tome, to be published next
week. (Interestingly, one question which the media seem not to have pursued
with any vigour is how the country which gave the world the very concept of mañana managed to steal a march on
everyone else and publish the book early.) Listening to Harry’s long list of gripes,
it seems that he doesn’t understand that what he is describing when he talks
about betrayal, disrespect, and unfavourable briefings is what history tells us
is Standard Operating Procedure for his whole family. In fact, being pushed
around a bit by a brother who later apologised means that, in terms of his
family’s normal approach to business over the preceding centuries, he’s got off
rather lightly and made his brother look like a bit of a wimp. Most of William's predecessors would have had the axeman standing by. It makes me wonder what
passes for English history on the curriculum at Eton. Or maybe they simply
assumed, wrongly, that a living part of that history would already understand
it.
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Stories of dysfunctional families receiving benefits bore me to sobs, as I have far more important priorities in life – like sorting out my sock draw. However, it`s difficult to dodge this one.
Of all the items I have read, this post is the best I have come across.
My congratulations.
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