Bacon and Eggs and the 'Queen' is Dead
Published September 9, 2022
I spent most of the day in the bath, editing.
I was struggling, the editing was a mix of the creative and the mechanical.
The creative parts were becoming really trying, my head was foggy, I took long breaks to meditate on the placement of a word, the structure of a sentence.
I got out of the bath before six.
I changed my underwear and socks, put on my old shorts - the ones with the hole from when I caught them on a motorbike in a narrow street in Tuy Hòa, Vietnam - and my simple blue t-shirt, the same clothes I had been wearing for days.
I went downstairs to the kitchen to cook bacon and eggs.
And then the 'Queen' was dead.
'Alright, then' I thought, 'Special Day Exception'
Soon after a great rain began to smash against the ground. It had been dreary for days and especially grey and disturbed that day in particular.
I still had work to do, and work I would do, but I added in writing this too.
This was the first case of an unexpected 'Special Day Exception' since I designed and implemented a new system of work that expels all distractions.
I worked into it these 'Special Day Exceptions' the rules are long and detailed, but the relevant ones in this case are that IF I happen to hear of an event that meets the criteria, news and media are allowed for the rest of the day and the next day too.
If the downstairs television weren't on, I would have continued the editing, that struggle, and found out at 9pm, but the TV was on, and the distraction was set, so the news and media were now allowed.
So the 'Queen' is dead and there is now a 'King'...
Two days before she died, on the day the passionate republican Liz Truss was appointed Prime Minister, the photograph released of the 'Kissing of hands' ceremony was weird.
Her body crooked and bent, a frail 96 year old body, cane in hand, cane in blackened hand.
Despite the clear sight of the end of a human life, for the first time, ever, I thought her face actually looked sweet. Gone was the sharpness, the clenched regal air. She was just a sweet old lady, lost in a train station.
I said the same thing on an episode of BRAD NICHOLLS Podcast recorded the next day. I also said Liz Truss might actually nuke the queen.
Well, what an odd turn of events, the passionate republican kid who described the monarchy as a "disgrace" with real poison behind her eyes, is the one who oversees her end and the ascension of a new individual to the position of Monarch.
Wonderfully weird world.
I ate my bacon, it was nice, I ate my eggs, they were nice, I ate my bacon and eggs, they were nice. I watched the show. Throughout the show, the rain continued to fall, as it does now as I write this, drinking tea, non-caffeinated of course, from a pint glass.
These islands are incredible. Strange. Powerful. Immense. They are my islands of birth. They have an otherworldly quality to them. Standing grand and regal, in the center, at the top of the world.
I don't believe in this monarchy. I don't feel a British Republic would work either. Maybe some kind of republic could do, but it would have to be quite different and strange too.
An elected Monarchy though, now that sounds fun. KING BRAD. That sounds even funner.
If I weren't such a narcissist I might, might think the system of Monarchy of the United Kingdom a beautiful thing. If I were King, I'd love the damn thing.
But as it stands in the now, the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland has a 'King' called Barry, wait, no, Charles, yeah, that guy.
With the death of the 'Queen', the British lose another link to their Empire, even if it was under this Sovereign that the UK lost it all.
Will so much more of this crumbling country, crumble. Crumble, crumble, crumble even more as 'King' Charles 'III' becomes a thing?
Scotland bye bye? Ireland oh the north is going now? Oh.
The WARRING KINGDOMS OF THE BRITISH ISLES
Time will tell and history will be history.
I have many wonderful, intricate conspiracy theories on all this, they are all very perfect and very wonderful and very correct, but no need to write them here.
GOD SAVE THE KING
I'm always saving these people *SIGH*