It Must Be a Drag to Be Queen!!

She make me proud to be Spanish!

Is our wonderful queen of Spain, Sofia, who has been making a splash this week, and I don't not mean in the toilet, with all the revelations in the new book presenting her candid, forthright, and right views on all manner of things that esorcise her, such as the homosexuality, euthanasia, teaching in schools, and all that. Left-wing communist Spanish people who Franco did not manage to have shot are, of course, up with their arms complaining about her saying such things, even though she has kept a dignified silence all these years as supposedly befit her role as monarch's wife in a corrupt democracy. Is a disgrace that she should have been silenced for so long when she simply have the same views as all normal people, but as we know, communists do not believe in free speech escept for themselves. They should all be shot.

Beside, the queen have a very sensible idea of straight pride parades, which would make Spain a more cheery place to live. Is not like we have enough carnivals. Floats carrying heterosexuals engaged in normal heterosexual practices, such as praying on their knees, watching football, knitting (is the ladies), flagellating themselves while looking at photos of Queen Sofia, and so on, would be both entertaining and educational for the nation's children, who would also receive free non-rainbow-colour lollipops from a heterosexual grown man in a suit and not from a pederast.

The queen is also saying that children should be taught creationism in school, the correct Spanish explanation for the origin of the universe instead of the perverted Anglo-Saxon Darwinianism invented by Charles Dawkins, and she believe that Muslims should be made to eat cheese.

There is some funny stories also in her new book about visiting dignitaries and how peculiar foreingers are, which show her light side (what man, after all, wants a wife who is always engage in serious and profound reflection on the important issues of the day?). For example, she recounts the time she tell Ayatollah Khomeini to tuck his shirt in. On another occasion, she recalls trying to teach Fidel Castro how to speak Spanish properly. Then there was the time they accidentally serve the queen of England's corgis to the prime minister of South Korea. Was all most amusing, especially for the Duke of Edinburgh, who was also being Greek, like Sofia, before he join the BNP (I have seen the list!)

This kerfuffle only go to show really that in this day and age there are still some people who have the sense of tradition and self-respect to hold on to the old ways of doing things. Much as I hate democracy and the presence of women in public life (indeed, in public anything!), I hope that the queen will give serious consideration to running for prime minister in the next elections. Spain is ready, now, I think, for a Margaret Thatcher figure, a Generalísimo in stockings, if you will—not that El Generalísimo himself was averse to putting on a bit of slap on a Saturday night and venturing down to the Calle del Desengaño to pick up sailors before a Sunday devoted to pious self-recrimination and the execution of Basques. These days, such behaviour is not restricted to the social elite, more is the pity, which make Sofia a lady in step with the times.

She is the people's queen!