30 Day Challenge Part 1 - The Bloodening (topical blogging)

I spose it being the issue of the day - well, yesterday anyway - i suppose i should blog about The Royal Wedding; the occasion that the phrase "haters gonna hate" seems tailored made for.

Let me say straight away, I am not a Royalist, but then i'm also not in favour of having a republic. It seems Britain has managed just fine since the Monarchy had it's power stripped, what with a globe-spanning empire, being a super power for centuries and creating a culinary masterpiece in the Chicken Tikka Massala.

I don't really attest to the radicalised, so edgy and 2koolforskool, drugged out ramblings of those who  ask for the Queen to be killed and what not, it get's to the point where you're essentially slagging off an old woman, and that's not on. And seeing as I'll probably end up being governed for a government i didn't vote for, it appears that democracy in Britain is much as the same as the King or Queen dictating whatever they want; you still don't get a choice, except this time we don't end up at war with France so much, (I'll allow you to decide wether this is a good or a bad thing) I don't really mind. Plus i'm a student, thus don't pay tax, huzzah for being a more expensive version of the dole!

I think i saw on facey-b the other day one of those polls asking a question such as "are you for or against the royal wedding?" and couldn't help thinking what does that even mean? For or against? I am confused by the people who actually gave a half a shit to vote on polls like these. Half of them probably won't vote on the upcoming referendum on the AV vote (shit i should blogged about this and actually made use of my C in AS level politics!).

Anyway weddings and junk. I'm happy for the couple at least. They got married in a beautiful old building on a lovely day (with one of the Beatles and Mr Bean in attendance, which is strange seeing as the last time he met the Queen, the Queen ended up getting nutted like a football hooligan and going down faster than public approval in the Blair years), and probably had a right - literally - royal knees up. Jolly good. Pimms and Pork Pies for all!

The Media furore  over the whole thing was a tad annoying, Channel 4's "Meet The Middletons" showing that families can actually be diverse for once, (groundbreaking television) being particularly arbitrary, and the Daily Mail being even more pugnacious and "British" than usual.

But i'm sure the general consensus is that everyone loves a sunny bank holiday. Street's partied up and down the country like V-E day, swinging to the sounds of supporters or detractors, but people of all colours, creeds, shapes, sizes and even conflicting ideologies came together to celebrate that rarest of rares; a weekend in April when the sun is shining and everyone's in a good mood. The Royal Wedding was the perfect frame work to a lovely weekend (even though I was hung over in a car with 3 other men, and ended up smelling of salt and vinegar farts), and made us all forget our respective troubles, be they uni work or the recession. I'm not saying everyone who went out and got slaughtered was in favour of the monarchy or what have you (they probably spend too much of their time voting on facebook polls to give a hoot) but it was nice to have an excuse to take some time off, break open the ale and celebrate a sunny day.

All in all i wish them every success in the future, until such times as the stoner minority gets militantly organised and we look at an October Revolution style scenario.

Awwwwh SHIT! The 30 Day Blog Challenge is imminent.

Taking inspiration from my fellow course students/bloggers I have decided to get off my arse and actually do something un-uni related in terms of writing. Thusly, i'm taking up this 30 day blog challenge malarky courtesy of http://www.nikkipilkington.com/


Basically, you get emailed erry day for 30 days with a different blog subject and forced under pain of swift, brutal execution (courtesy of http://www.nikkipilkington.com/) if you don't scribble down your thoughts in a high personable style.


So stayed tuned for my blogsh or news of my messy beheading.


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