Oh Prince Harry, you full and absolute ponce. You weak-kneed, ginger, limp-wristed, ninny mommy’s boy. How dare you?
How dare you’re keen on and respect your spouse sufficient to face behind her on the duvet of Time journal?
How dare you’re keen on and respect your spouse sufficient to place her psychological well being first? To take care of the great of your relationship as a substitute of sustaining the stiff higher lip of your forebears? How dare you, Harry??
Don’t you realize you come from an extended line of robust males? Of males who took what they wished without asking.
Of males who cast new paths into new worlds. Of males who conquered empires, bringing mild and civilisation and Christianity to all mankind world wide.
Of males who didn’t watch for permission from their befrocked lesser life companions earlier than hurtling into unknown lands and territories, planting the flag for king and nation, reaping the advantages of their conquests – gold, timber, diamonds, coal, copper, oil, palm fruit and oils, dates, spices, unique animals, individuals… These have been owed to them by advantage of their courageous conquests.
And in return for the gracious reward of modernised management and neat territorial boundaries, your ancestors introduced in alternate literacy and numeracy, piped recent water, roads and infrastructure, faculties and church buildings, authorities buildings, railway strains.
Don’t you see, Harry, how variety and giving your forefathers have been? They introduced civilisation to the world, Harry! A darkish world that may in any other case have languished in retardation, have been it not for the advantages of colonial progress.
Yes, it was an easier time, Harry. A time when males have been males and natives have been stressed.
A time when a person’s house was his literal fortress. A time when girls have been to be seen, not heard. When “sure” meant sure, and “no” meant they wanted some extra convincing.
Think on your countryman, Harry. The world’s most well-known spy. How evil empires and males in search of to wreak havoc on this planet have been stopped of their tracks.
When girls – grieving widows, traumatised victims of sustained sexual, bodily and psychological abuse, weak and captive girls, unwitting accomplices – would gently succumb to his charms. Yes, they might have wanted a little bit of strong-arming at first, however in the long run, they have been glad. They loved themselves. James could not have fashioned a long-lasting bond with any of them, however they acquired what they have been asking for, the slappers.
So what if he held them down once they first resisted? So what if he threatened them with bodily violence?
So what if he slapped them round a bit of bit? We know there are girls who’re into that type of factor, what.
James gave them what-for, previous sport. How might you deny that doe-eyed stare they provided up as he left them panting within the sheets?
Even into the twenty first century, our manliest of manly males continues to brood over a shaken vodka martini, eyeing the room for his subsequent victim- I imply love curiosity like some predatory- I imply alpha male prime specimen.
And then there’s you, Harry.
Standing behind his lady like some nancy boy. Where would the world be without Sir Francis Drake, Sir Walter Raleigh, Captain James Cook, or Cecil John Rhodes?
The Pacific Islands would have remained savage! The Americas would have continued their brutal methods! Africa would have remained the darkish cesspit of humanity it was earlier than they introduced mild and God to it.
Go and pull on your big-boy tuxedo and greatest oxfords and man up.
Civilisation, my good man, was not wrought by clinging to your spouse’s petticoat.