Xipe Totec
Something nasty in the woodshed
So - here's a theoretical question.
The theoretical people of a theoretical country are ruled over for generations by an unimaginably wealthy hereditary monarchy, which seems to behave like the cast of some sort of lofty, rarified soap-opera. The latest in a long series of melodramas and scandals involves a theoretical prince of that monarchy being accused of a broadly horrific sex offence against an underage girl, in collusion with known convicted paedophiles and sex-traffickers.
In order to make the theoretical offence committed by by the theoretical prince go away, the exalted, revered and apparently selfless and incorruptible monarch sticks her withered hand in her unimaginably deep pocket and lobs out 12 million theoretical pounds - which she has 'earned' simply by existing. This payout allegedly takes place following the encouragement of her eldest son, the theoretical near-future king.
The people of that theoretical country, finally realising that they live and die in thrall to a grotesque, entitled, parasitical pack of inbred reptiles who clearly regard themselves as above all laws of gods and men, decide that they have had enough of that sort of thing, and no longer wish to live as the subjects of a corrupt theoretical monarchy.
And the theoretical question is this: Short of marching mob-handed on the theoretical palaces and escorting their theoretical occupants at pitchfork-point to the pyres and lamp-posts - how exactly do they get rid of them?
The theoretical people of a theoretical country are ruled over for generations by an unimaginably wealthy hereditary monarchy, which seems to behave like the cast of some sort of lofty, rarified soap-opera. The latest in a long series of melodramas and scandals involves a theoretical prince of that monarchy being accused of a broadly horrific sex offence against an underage girl, in collusion with known convicted paedophiles and sex-traffickers.
In order to make the theoretical offence committed by by the theoretical prince go away, the exalted, revered and apparently selfless and incorruptible monarch sticks her withered hand in her unimaginably deep pocket and lobs out 12 million theoretical pounds - which she has 'earned' simply by existing. This payout allegedly takes place following the encouragement of her eldest son, the theoretical near-future king.
The people of that theoretical country, finally realising that they live and die in thrall to a grotesque, entitled, parasitical pack of inbred reptiles who clearly regard themselves as above all laws of gods and men, decide that they have had enough of that sort of thing, and no longer wish to live as the subjects of a corrupt theoretical monarchy.
And the theoretical question is this: Short of marching mob-handed on the theoretical palaces and escorting their theoretical occupants at pitchfork-point to the pyres and lamp-posts - how exactly do they get rid of them?
