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poliphiloThis is Jubilee Week. I don't quite know what to expect. Will we (meaning the people of Britain) rise to the occasion or not? Are we still in love with royalty- or is that only the old and silly? The Mail carries a story about floral displays on Chelsea High Street being wrecked by vandals. The displays featured queens and crowns and corgis. I reckon the vandals displayed a lack of tolerance and an overplus of good taste.
Bloody Cromwellians!
I was around for the Silver Jubilee- living in a council flat in Greater Manchester. Our block had an outdoor party- and I was on the residents committee so I may even have helped organise it. There was finger food for the kids- and the adults milled around and evinced more loving kindness than was normally the case. But this was before Di was killed and Prince Andrew danced the night away without breaking sweat and the Sussexes went Stateside. I don't remember anything about the Golden Jubilee; I suppose something or other took place.
Almost everything to do with the Windsors is kitsch, but kitsch is fun. Why, the other day I nearly bought a solar powered plastic thingummy of Donald Trump and Kim Jong Un playing pat-a-cake. I still might. Kitsch is cheerful and knowingly awful. At its best it mocks itself while having a thoroughly good time. But floral corgis with big grins and their tongues hanging out? You have to draw the line somewhere.
Our street has a party scheduled for this coming Saturday. The back end (not our end thankfully) is being cordoned off and people are invited to come out onto the street andoverthrow the government socialise. Nothing has actually been organised- in the way of food, music or party games- and it'll be interesting to see what happens- if anything.
Bloody Cromwellians!
I was around for the Silver Jubilee- living in a council flat in Greater Manchester. Our block had an outdoor party- and I was on the residents committee so I may even have helped organise it. There was finger food for the kids- and the adults milled around and evinced more loving kindness than was normally the case. But this was before Di was killed and Prince Andrew danced the night away without breaking sweat and the Sussexes went Stateside. I don't remember anything about the Golden Jubilee; I suppose something or other took place.
Almost everything to do with the Windsors is kitsch, but kitsch is fun. Why, the other day I nearly bought a solar powered plastic thingummy of Donald Trump and Kim Jong Un playing pat-a-cake. I still might. Kitsch is cheerful and knowingly awful. At its best it mocks itself while having a thoroughly good time. But floral corgis with big grins and their tongues hanging out? You have to draw the line somewhere.
Our street has a party scheduled for this coming Saturday. The back end (not our end thankfully) is being cordoned off and people are invited to come out onto the street and
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Date: 2022-05-30 01:22 pm (UTC)