Anne as new Captain General of the Royal Marines? Goody! And thank you, Mummy!

By Stanley  Collymore 

With all due respect to the

Royal Marines I honestly

don't think you need a 

Windsor as your figurehead.

Basically, your outstanding 

members have over many 

generations, proudly and 

honourably served their  

and your country quite 

honourably; and their 

achievements, are far 

above those, loosely 

overstated, usually 

liberally spawned  

crassly increased

then vilely cited

as this Windsor 

genre of earlier 

listed and sure 

assets of their

own - to then 

distinctively 

beneficially 

move them

on, clearly 

driven by 

a wholly

relevant studs and 

the avid Stepford  

honed and truly  

obediently also

quite obliging, 

so purposely 

accepting as  

fully ceded

white and

distinctly 

high hat 

trollops.  

Their multiplicity though, 

so vital for the ongoing 

preservation of, such 

an exclusively white - that both 

they and their fawning brown

nosers fondly see themselves 

as - privileged monarchical

Firm; however much stark 

reality and, findamentally 

so, commonsense rightly 

stipulates the Windsors, 

whose solitary claim to

a critically, disputably 

legitimate and clearly  

unearned, bestowed  

privileges obtained  

directly, from their 

birth only, is truly  

unquestionably a 

dismal medieval 

evil throwback; 

unethically too 

so inexcusable 

quite obscene 

and patently,  

significantly  

senselessly:  

in any type

of equality 

society, or 

an ethical  

kingdom.  

That's why, if you really do

need a figurehead, Royal 

Marine, why not select

one of your own? Someone 

who has clearly provided

exemplary service, both 

to the UK and crucially 

yourselves - and truly

deserves the honour

that they have fully  

earned? Surely there are 

several such persons in 

your ranks that satisfy 

these crucial criteria! 

Not some nepotistic,  

privileged and very 

self-entitled, white 

indolent Windsor  

family member! 

(C) Stanley V. Collymore 

20 February 2021. 

Author's Remarks:  

Liz - if this time she really must and, not invariably, egotistically, as is her  natural wont and as she always does refuse, but should clearly preferably this time, step back from what she is obviously planning on doing. All the same, as I suspect, she will absolutely controllingly not do so, and feels that she must carry on with this dreadful, asinine action of hers, as she stupidly grandstands, relatively to Harry who actually did serve in the Army for 10 years - (incidentally, which branch of the British Armed Forces or crucially any Commonwealth Forces - for that matter, has your wearisome sourpuss daughter Anne ever served in Liz?) - and likewise to her fawning cohorts; then Liz should pick someone for the job that truly deserves the honour. 

Not ridiculously plump for one of her bone idle sprogs, their totally useless offspring or other, similarly and also thoroughly likeminded in a medieval mindset, relatives whose solitary and ludicrous claim for such jobs is solely that they are part of Liz's own clan. 

Titles and honours should be earned directly through merit, not privileged birth and its dreadful associated self-entitlement. And another thing Betty, not all honourable, truly valiant and courageous members of these British Armed Forces only have discernibly pink coloured skins, just like you Liz and your Clan members. Neither past nor present ones! Your oft employed, spurious, alleged and fabricated duty to Britain should fundamentally have taught you that Liz! But were you and your thoroughly sick, clearly twisted and entrenched racist, brownnosers - bogus patriots, who cowardly always eschew ever enlisting in 'their British Armed Forces' themselves but, never the less, are crucially forever keen to  vigorously and unrelentingly defend their insanely delusional version of a still perceived but quite non-existent Great Britain to the very last drop of someone else's blood, however never their own - not quite sure about that?Then Google the REAL participants in World Wars 1 and 2, and who hugely and altruistically contributed to your close GERMAN relatives, losing those two major European wars, Liz.

Incidentally, the gaudy display, quite attendant with the very compulsive and obsessively wearing of military uniforms so ostentatiously weighted down by unearned medals, is rather discernibly so a Saxe-Coburg-Gothe-Mountbatten-Windsor medieval and a distinctly Kraut thing!