I don't care what anyone says, I've always liked Prince Charles, and today is his 60th birthday. He is an accomplished pilot, polo player and organic farmer. He is largely considered to be eccentric because of his long-held beliefs in green topics, which have now become mainstream. He raises tens of millions of pounds every year for the Prince's Trust which serves disadvantaged youth, and he makes over 600 appearances per year on behalf of the crown.Just imagine being born and raised for only one purpose in life and getting to be 60 without having a chance to do that one thing. It must be hard. I won't go into the whole Dianna/Camilla thing as it is too emotional an issue.
Finally, check out that coat. Not everyone could look good in something like that. I wish I had one.
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This know nothing inbred philander who left a beautiful woman for a horsefaced manly woman who probably takes a riding crop to him regularly is someone to be admired. The difference between some inbred from West Virginia and the Royals is that the Royals have more teeth and less sense.
Just what the world needs are more cross dressing polo playing monarchs who love to be spanked.
I don't know about more teeth maybe better dentists. "D" word up on this column.Was it a lefthanded cigar or bad booze in the martini. What kind of Hapsburg/Hollenzollerin/Kaiser Wilhelm trip is this about.The only person I know that looked as goofy as he does in that coat would be Edei Amein and he was in the throws of tertiary syphlis at the time. I agree he is a tird burgular, to dump Diana for that tawdry wench.If she had has many pricks sticking out of her as have been stuck in her she would be a porcupine.
oh man, yall are jes playa haters. Charlie is da bomb and i'm getting one of those coats someday.
Those Royals are a dysfunctional family under glass. Chasing after married women is a whole different ball game when done in public. It is a rich tradition among the Hanover men. I suppose it beats apathy.
Yes, Charles is one of us, a surviving Boomer. Perhaps he is a metaphor for our generation.
Must be nice having a tidy sum.
I don't care about him. I care about HRC not being SecState. She would run her own parallel government out of Foggy Bottom. Plus can you imagine the Big Dog roaming the world, saying inappropriate things, wagging his finger. Oh what a mess. Chuck Hagel for SecState! I also still care about us not bailing out the domestic auto manufacturers.
I’m not sure how I feel about Hil as Sec State, but I’ve been thinking a lot about the auto bailout. I have no doubt that it’s bad economic policy, but so is giving bailout cash to American Express, who got into trouble by willfully lowering their credit standards and whose demise would do no real damage to the national well-being.
I like Chuck Hagel as well. He and my sister in law were an item back in the '70's. He's got a bit of a temper but I like that in a Secstate. Just the threat of coming across the table and slapping one of those nancy boys could keep them in line.
As for Chuck, I'd love to see D'Blank in that coat at the Harding/Massilon football game. They'd ask him to lead the marching band.
As a first generation American -- whose maternal family was driven from N. Ireland by British bigotry and persecution -- I have a congenital loathing for the likes of Chuck. His progenitors attempted Irish genocide and in a spin move worthy of Adolph, invented the great potato famine to cover the slaughter.
My grandfather watched the Titanic being built in Belfast – by Protestant-only labor - no Catholics need apply. He had first-hand knowledge of Chuck’s ilk, unlike naïve Americans who will buy any crap with a Brit patina, from junky Jaguars to Swain sales training.
Grandpa used to tell me that Englishmen had a deep need to kneel, grovel and boot-lick their leaders. Not unlike the adulation I see for Messiah-elect Hussein.
I’ll add that Lady Di was no lady. She was a phony and a skank, whoring around Paris on the night of her demise with two young children at home in the palace.
And of course Camilla is a shemale.
Any questions, folks?
Without sounding too FIYF -- this is the gentleman who dreamed of being a tampon -- remember.
No technicolor dream coat can change that image for me!
You may want to consider that Chuckie & Mike Jackson have the same tailor. I do agree the red coat is a step up from your mink hats that match the dashboard on your low rider. I got no problem with Chuck. In fact i'v wondered if the USA would be better off with a monarchy. The idea of moving in one direction agrees with me.
AY - everyone needs a dream.
Fisty -- you Micks are all so sensitive. ya killed his Unlcle Dickie. what do he ever do to you?
Gaga, i'd wear my mink fedora with the red coat.
Actually, blogmaster, we Micks are anything but thin-skinned. We never take umbrage at the Irish pejoratives – Mick, donkey, lace-curtain, shanty – or stereotypical characterizations as drunks, leprechauns, bullshitters and brawlers.
Were I Black, Jew, Asian or Hispanic, would you have so cavalierly tossed off one of THEIR racial epithets? Hell no. You’d have tip-toed around those hyper-sensitive sensibilities like they were land mines.
Fistinyoface longs for the days of Rickles and The Dice Man, before cultural Marxists convinced weak minded hoards that laughing at ethnic idiosyncrasies is “racist,” “offensive” and “inappropriate.”
These days, only rednecks may be ridiculed. Why? Is it their assumed political beliefs?
Left-wing dullards – from Messiah-elect worshippers to green zealots to academics -- are odious and dangerous because they have no sense of humor – especially about themselves.
Has anyone ever seen Barak Hussein belly-laugh? No. Perhaps he’s a humorless stiff, and his belly is a roiling knot of boundless ambition.
Don't wear a mink hat - wear a fox stole with the mammal's pointy little face and piss off the PETA crowd!
You'd look great in one of those coats, adorned with phony medals comprised of souvenir state spoons and other kitchen utensils, sitting on the edge of the dock, smoking a cigar, nursing some fine Canadian whiskey... Get yourself a big black Napoleonic hat to go with it, and presto! Oddity has returned to the penninsula of Pine Island Lake!
Fisty - i probably should have reminded you that i have the same Mick-Kraut mutt-mix as you.
I know that, Blogmaster. You think I'd ever forget the IRA look of you in your Gypo Nolan cap, waxing poetic at the Dromoland podium?
Know this: for you, I have only bear-hugs and toasts - forever.
I'll never shoot bullets in your fine forum -- only flares of self-expression -- which, I hope, might illuminate some truth.
Call me "Mick-Kraut" anytime, brother!
BTW, there was a time when some called him Mickey.
You are a doctrinaire anarchist. Criticism is fine. Satire and parody too. Sarcasm raises questions of an unsound mind, even when cleverly presented. I have a distrust for intolerance and people who have all the answers.
Even though I might be classified by Fisty as one with a tainted lineage (1/2 Brit) I must agree that one of the worst exports ever to hit our shores was Swain training. Talk about a parasite with bad teeth and more crap than an overloaded septic tank...
Oh yes, admonster and fiyf! That effing Swain process! The worst. Just a bunch of made-up crap that no client ever wanted to be part of. Never mind that I'd ever put myself in a funnel!
Confession. I saw the governator on one of the Sunday am shows. I'm thinking he makes sense. This is my second republican statement in a week. Shoot me now!
Dromoland Castle. Ah, those were the days.
I like Swain.
Welcome Nik.
Fenway you're becoming a regular Nancy Reagan.
So now we learn via front page of The Paper of Record John Dingell, who's been carrying water for the domestic auto industry for 53 (!) years, is married to the director of public affairs at GM and a member of the founding family! Have they no shame? Look at me with my third republican statement in a week!
Of course you liked Swain, Blogmaster.
I'll wager you liked his squeeze, ALLISON (cafe au lait sylph, 1/3 his age), even better.
I know I did.
Do you think she bore his whelps and lived happily ever after in St. John's Wood on the millions he bilked from TimeInc.?
As coats go, I like Billy T's, it's been to the sea.
As coats go, I like Billy T's, it's been to the sea.
Ah Dromoland...such vivid memories. I'll never forget our Blogmaster's brilliant tribute toast to Hank Moore nor the sight of our fearless leader "Jimmy" crawling about the floors of the castle soaking wet and in a blind drunk at 2 AM. Those were the days.
Fenway - It appears as though your inner South Carolinian is begining percolate to the surface. It's not your fault. The SC low country dna is very thick. Pretty soon you'll be singing the praises of Mendel Rivers and Strom Thurmond. It comes with growing up with a Battery address. Don't fight it.
How about the good doctor and TD of Chicago. Or the German woman who had an orgasmic accident . . what is it about Ireland . . .
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