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The Hair Menagerie

“She lives in a world of her own – a world of – little glass ornaments…”
― Tennessee Williams, The Glass Menagerie

A somewhat belated Happy Easter or a more timely Happy Monday!  My funny bunny, Nightwing, sends his love.

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I’m a little behind on royal news due to technical difficulties.  But Apple has reunited me with my resurrected laptop, so time for a little catch-up.

To no one’s surprise, Prince William wound up jetting off to attend the wedding of rumored first love Jecca Craig in Kenya, leaving a fairly impressive amount of pissed off people in his cloud of cartoon smoke.  At least one of William’s co-worker spouses was displeased her husband had to spend yet another holiday away from his family when William got to take both Easter and all of December off.  Many taxpayers were peeved about having to pick up the pricy tab for Prince William’s security detail and private secretary for another international jolly.  And it’s assumed Kate isn’t too happy either that Wills missed out on their daughter’s first Easter to attend the wedding of his ex, although having watched Kate being interviewed for the Queen at 90 documentary, I suspect it’s possible Kate is being kept so heavily sedated, someone probably just stuffed a pillow into that blue sweater William always wears and Kate thinks she and her hubby just had the best Easter ever together.

The bulk of Kate’s contribution to the documentary on the Queen had already been released and discussed by the press: George calls Her Majesty Gan-Gan, the Queen leaves little gifts for her great-grandchildren in their room when they visit and Kate made the Queen chutney for her first royal Christmas.  Not terribly riveting stuff, this is more the sort of information that might be exchanged during small talk at an official engagement, if Kate actually bothered with small talk or engagements.  The Shetland pony featured in the documentary probably offered more insight on Her Majesty than the future Queen Consort did.  The documentary can be viewed in its entirety here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CD7dAsNxmrQ

While the Countess of Wessex and the Duchess of Cornwall provided glimpses into the Queen as a woman, most of what Kate had to offer was more on Kate.  In one clip, Kate noted:

“I think she’s so… so engaging.
And I think she’s got the most fantastic smile.
I think even if the Queen says nothing at all but just smiles, she gives people an enormous amount of pleasure.”

Notice a pattern?  I, I, I.  There was an abundance of Is all throughout Kate’s segments.  “I was worried…”, “I thought back…”, “I noticed…”, “I think…”.  I, I, I.

Contrary to popular belief, over-usage of the pronoun I in speech isn’t a mark of narcissism, it’s one of insecurity.  In the documentary, Our Fair Waity sounded like Eliza Doolittle raided Paula Abdul’s medicine cabinet and then tried to leave a trail of pronoun breadcrumbs to help her find her way back to her own thought process.  Kate’s affected posh accent somehow managed to get even plummier and she appeared to be somewhat disoriented trying to maintain its consistency, with words lost in her own nervous laugh or in a rush to make sentences be over.

In one segment, Kate noted, “There’s a real art to walkabouts, everybody teases me in the family that I spend far too long chatting.”  Yeah, I don’t think the walkabouts which Kate rarely does are the problem.  Supposedly, the Royal Family finds Kate’s affected accent to be frustrating because she has to think about how each word should sound and it can take her a while to stammer through a complete thought.  They’re known not be fans of people putting on airs so a middle class girl constantly being a conversational speed bump in an attempt to sound like the poshest one of all naturally wouldn’t go over well.

In two clips, Kate made reference to the Queen taking care of her in a maternal nurturing way, by making sure she was okay at the Leicester engagement when she was without William and by putting out the chutney Kate made her for Christmas which Kate felt, “shows her thoughtfulness, really, and her care in looking after everybody.”

Why does a woman in her thirties and a future Queen Consort need the Queen to look after her as if she’s a child?  If someone as busy as a Head of State needs to stop what she’s doing like the Queen did at Leicester and ask if you’re okay, in all likelihood you are very far from okay.  Maybe the reason Kate usually doesn’t take her coat off at official engagements is because Kate’s Mum has to pin a note inside of them reading, “If found, please return to Carole Middleton’s umbilical cord.”

If there was any doubt before, Queen at 90 solidifies my suspicion that Kate is a walking Tennessee Williams play.  Kate ticks a lot of the same boxes as Laura, the mentally fragile daughter from the Glass Menagerie.  Both need to be taken care of, live in seclusion, become nervous speaking, drop out of commitments, have social circles limited to siblings, have mothers overly intent on making strong matrimonial matches for their daughters, and judging by Kate’s bad tailoring, it’s likely she puts her elongated torso on the same exaggerated level of physical deformity as Laura views her limp.  Substitute glass animal figurines with a wiglet collection and you’ve got a play… just not a woman suited to a role she aggressively pursued for over a decade.  The most striking difference is that Laura is a far more sympathetic character than Kate, Laura was trapped by circumstance whereas Kate built hers brick by boring brick.

The Daily Mail ran an article over the weekend indicating that it’s likely Kate and William will be ditching Anmer life and returning to London so Prince George can attend Wetherby next year.  Maybe the suggestion that the Cambridges will be returning to both London and duty is merely a PR ploy so the masses will think their seemingly endless gap year will be drawing to a close soon, but if they are moving back to London, how exactly is that going to work?  They can’t keep their criticism-provoking actions from the public’s awareness with Anmer Hall’s seclusion acting as a cloaking device and London affords far fewer places to hide the more unflattering aspects of a fairytale that’s looking increasingly Grimm.

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Happy Easter!

Easter celebrates the day that Christ rose from the dead, three days after his crucifixion at Calvary.  Observed by over 2 billion Christians around the world, Easter rejoices the everlasting life given to us by Christ’s sacrifice and symbolizes hope and eternal love.

Every culture and family celebrates Easter differently, but there are many symbols we have come to associate with Easter, like the cross to which our Savior was nailed, which is also a symbol of Christianity itself.

And of course there’s the Easter Bunny, that floppy eared mammal who, like Santa Claus, manages to make it around the world in one night delivering baskets to children.  Unlike that slacker Santa, the Easter Bunny manages to do it without the help of reindeer or elves, which is a lot of pressure for one hare.

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I can only assume to accomplish such a task, the Easter Bunny is hopped up on Adderall, NoDoz and pawfuls of amphetamines which he washes down with espresso and Red Bull.  Since no one I know has given the jittery rabbit a spare set of keys to their homes, why is the judicial system turning a blind eye to all these multiple counts of trespassing?  And why haven’t more criminals caught on to the fact that as long as you leave candy, it’s apparently cool to break into someone’s home?

So how does the jittery hare felon fit into the Resurrection of Christ?  He doesn’t.  When the Lord revealed himself after the Resurrection, he did so to Mary Magdalene, not Peter Cottontail.  The Easter Bunny’s origins are Germanic.  The role of the Easter Hare was to judge which children were naughty or nice and deserving of treats.  Santa probably should have copyrighted the judgment of small children, the Easter Bunny totally stole his bit, except instead of being mostly toy-based like Santa, the Easter Bunny delivered eggs.  The tradition of the egg-laying rabbit was brought to the United States in the 18th century, and We the People decided an egg-laying magical rabbit wasn’t quite glamorous enough, so we decided to add candy and small toys to the bunny’s workload.

Easter Eggs remain an integral part of the observation of Easter, they are a symbol for the tomb in which Christ was buried and also represent fertility, the new life after death made possible by Christ.  The decorating of Easter Eggs can be traced back to the 13th century, the first colored eggs were dyed red to represent the blood of Christ.

Easter is a joyous celebration at the end of the Lenten season, it coincides with the bursting forth of new life from the Earth during spring.  Many associate the Easter lily, daffodils and tulips with Easter’s Flora Festivities, but I always look for blossoming dogwood trees.

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According to legend, the cross on which Jesus was crucified was made from a dogwood tree which at the time was a tall and sturdy tree.  After Christ’s crucifixion, the branches of dogwood trees became twisted and gnarled and the trees never again grew to great heights so they could no longer be used in a crucifixion.  Every spring, the dogwood flowers bloom, resembling a cross, the petals bearing the markings of being struck at the tips by the rusted nails of the crucifixion.  The celebratory blooms covering the dogwood tree represent the triumph of love over hate and life over death while each flower is a delicate reminder of the tremendous sacrifice that had been made and the beauty that came from it.

Happy Easter, Everyone!

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