How odd to think that an era of this length has ended. Elizabeth was queen forever. She knew Churchill. She met thirteen US Presidents. She ruled for the entirety of my life, day by day, crisis by crisis. And her people loved her.
What next? She can’t be replaced. Charles is … well, Charles. Camilla is So-Not-Diana. William’s stiff upper lip might as well be made of granite and Kate just barely seems like more fun than William. The more lovable younger brother moved to the US with his indulged wife, who has been making a fair amount of trouble for the stiff-upper-lip-we-do-it-this-way crowd. And Andrew… oh, Andrew. I can’t say the royal family is a mess exactly, but it’s hardly ready for Prime Time.
Still, I guess we are not in position to raise much of a fuss here.
And then there’s the issue of the pee tape that Putin may or may not have in his possession. This blog supports Better Leadership All Over the Place. We will miss Queen Elizabeth.
