THE QUEEN AND ENGLISH BOB -- The Majesty of Royalty Ya See . . .
Some script-lines from Clint Eastwood’s western – “Unforgiven”:
BOB
Well, Sir, again I don't wish to give offense when I suggest that this
country should select a, uh, king or even a queen instead of a president. One isn't that quick to shoot a king or a queen.
The majesty of royalty, you see.
JOE
Well, maybe you don't wish to give offense, Sir, but you are giving it pretty thick. This country don't need no queens whatsoever, I reckon. As a matter of fact what I heard about queens---
THIRSTY
Shut up, Joe!
JOE
What's the hell's wrong with you, Thirsty, This dud son of a bitch--
THIRSTY
Might be that this dude here is English Bob. He's the one who works for the railroad shootin' Chinamen. Might be he's just waiting for some crazy cowboy to touch his pistol so he can shoot him down.
Maybe – for saying that he “heard about queens” -- Joe is talking about the “Q” in LGBTQ -- or the "-vestite" behind the "T". I cannot say for sure, but it was the first thing that came to mind when I initially saw that delightful western. Even so – “The Queen is dead. Long live the Queen!”
After four years of Donald Trump in the White House, and another two years of his behaving as though wrongly evicted, I love the Queen. The Queen is just peachy. I’m going to miss the Queen.
Figure when Trump’s time arrives, he will protest. “It’s not my ‘time’! It’s fake news!” First, they dragged him kicking and screaming from the White House – or at least so he was depicted in some cartoon. And yes, more figuratively, Trump has been clinging to the White House exit door with desperate fingers. When his time comes, he’ll try and con the Devil himself. “Hey! I’ll trade you these top-secret documents if I can live forever!”
And that’s why a project to visit Trump’s grave, if we outlive him, requires a long wooden stake and a sledge hammer.
That’s my plan, anyway . . . . Any good vampire movie will make my intentions clear. It raises your attention somewhat in knowing that Trump has a friend named "Vlad". Vlad Putin? Vlad Dracula?
As for loving the Queen, here's a caveat. I could only slam-dance with Helen Mirren, and then probably only a much younger Helen Mirren. Like maybe the Helen from the late 80s or 90s.
I'm jus' sayin' . . . . . The Queen doesn't wick my Willie, but I still think the Queen is just absolutely peachy.