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Death of a Royal

 Prince Philip dead at age 99. It's all over the news today. I'm sure there'll be dozens of touching tributes to this man. He obviously led a full life. 99 years. Can you imagine? He also led a life of privilege and prestige because, well, he was royal. Royalty. In this modern day and age, we still have kings, queens, princes, and princesses who are revered and honored because they are royal. It's laughable to me. Royal people are just rich people who, somewhere along the line in history, had a title bestowed upon them or just simply had a great-great-great-great-great grandfather who declared himself King. There's no such thing as royal blood. We know this as a scientific fact. And yet millions of people in Britain swoon over Queen Elizabeth and the rest of the royal family. While they have no real political power, they have plenty of influence and are still included in various ceremonial/political events. As if they were something special. Millions of British subjects will argue they are. They're not. They're just incredibly rich, privileged people who genuinely think (most of them, anyway) they are better than everyone else. They're royal. Yeah. OK. We have a similar thing going on here in America with famous actors, singers, athletes, and super-rich people. Or how about the people, like the Kardashians, who are just famous for being famous. Yeah. Pretty stupid, if you ask me. All these people with all this money -ungodly sums of money- and millions of people idolize them for being rich. Shouldn't we be evaluating or honoring people for what they've done to further this human race rather than how much money they've managed to pack away or how many headlines they manage to generate in the news for utterly stupid things. I guess not. 

So, I'm not sure what's worse; all these phony "royal" people being honored and revered because of a meaningless title or all of these rich, famous people being idolized for how much money they have rather than how much character they have. 

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