St. Augustine said 1600 years ago, “Our hearts are restless Lord until they rest in thee.” Unhappiness has always been part of the human condition.
More topically though, I can’t help but wonder if Britain didn’t send Harry our way in revenge for the time Madonna spent in the UK. I suppose we deserve him.
My great great grandfather at 17 fought in the bloody civil war battle of
Shiloh. He went back to Texas and raised four kids. Two became medical doctors. One married a doctor, one became a Methodist minister. All resettled in Oregon. My grandfather quit school at 13 years old to work the family farm when his father died. My father at 18 was on a troop ship to invade Japan when the atom bomb dropped. My 16 year old granddaughter recently had an emotional meltdown when her father needed to take her cell phone away for an hour to take it to the phone store. Your article is my family.
I've no sympathy for the personal coaches, however. They'd already commoditized themselves at what they thought would be a higher price and the gleam of connection to a prince. For what? For the chance to spew the same platitudinous nothings into the ears of over privileged children who don't want a job but pretend frustration at not finding one. I'm sure they're all personality disordered.
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"sustained organisational outcome of whole person growth at Jonestown, Guyana"
Ha...Brilliant. Really.
If Ginger Harry had any sac to him he might consider: committing to mutiny with some of his old squadron mates, make the truck to Hong Kong, and defend the poor souls now living under the boot of the Commies.
He and his brother are ostensibly the defenders of the realm, are they not? Alas, they are not. The legends of Sandhurst hang their heads in shame. And H's old squadron mates think him a simp*.
*Uncertain the term translates into British English. Simp = a guy who puts the hoes before his bros.
St. Augustine said 1600 years ago, “Our hearts are restless Lord until they rest in thee.” Unhappiness has always been part of the human condition.
More topically though, I can’t help but wonder if Britain didn’t send Harry our way in revenge for the time Madonna spent in the UK. I suppose we deserve him.
"Despite his immeasurable good fortune in once swimming around the testicle of a future British king,..."
I'm...not so sure about this.
My great great grandfather at 17 fought in the bloody civil war battle of
Shiloh. He went back to Texas and raised four kids. Two became medical doctors. One married a doctor, one became a Methodist minister. All resettled in Oregon. My grandfather quit school at 13 years old to work the family farm when his father died. My father at 18 was on a troop ship to invade Japan when the atom bomb dropped. My 16 year old granddaughter recently had an emotional meltdown when her father needed to take her cell phone away for an hour to take it to the phone store. Your article is my family.
I've no sympathy for the personal coaches, however. They'd already commoditized themselves at what they thought would be a higher price and the gleam of connection to a prince. For what? For the chance to spew the same platitudinous nothings into the ears of over privileged children who don't want a job but pretend frustration at not finding one. I'm sure they're all personality disordered.
"sustained organisational outcome of whole person growth at Jonestown, Guyana"
Ha...Brilliant. Really.
If Ginger Harry had any sac to him he might consider: committing to mutiny with some of his old squadron mates, make the truck to Hong Kong, and defend the poor souls now living under the boot of the Commies.
He and his brother are ostensibly the defenders of the realm, are they not? Alas, they are not. The legends of Sandhurst hang their heads in shame. And H's old squadron mates think him a simp*.
*Uncertain the term translates into British English. Simp = a guy who puts the hoes before his bros.
Another excellent piece. Great quotes and turns of phrase...now to make them part of my humble repertoire
"ginger jihadi" lolz
Always entertaining and verbally hilarious, as usual. Thanks. I shall offer you a little poem of my own in regards:
“The Lilies of the Field”
The Good Life is in not having everything the way you want it,
but in this manner – everything must be just so.
It’s not contrary
to find just that person
you want to disagree with
over the long haul;
seasoned with just the bickering
you enjoy.
Nor is it easy landing that occupation
with just the right level of complexity, pay and frustration
to hold your interest through that day, the next,
the next week, that next year…
And then, to be delivered those letters to toss,
invitations to dismiss,
the right laws to disobey,
just the right amount of inconvenience
to make doing something about it
feel good,
and just the right amount of injustice to right,
with enemies of such specific and delicious odiousness,
they should make a movie of it!
There is really no end to the “lilies of the field” because
if the truth be known,
they are weeds, you know.