Celebrating The Queen’s Jubilee – Why She still Matters
I’ve long been an admirer of The Queen. Not necessarily so much of other members of the monarchy, but of her specifically. Writing this post on the heels of another Elizabeth, the contrast could not be more stark.
One of the photos from the Jubilee celebration I found most interesting is the one below. Looking at the faces and the apparent ages of some of the people standing proud and erect as she passes, reminds you of the eras that they share with her. They remember the War and its aftermath, the decades of British history.
But why, you may ask does The Queen matter. Some say she’s the symbol of an archaic institution that should have been relegated to history books along with Shakespeare. I couldn’t disagree more.
The Queen matters. She’s the embodiment of a time when the words “duty, honor, country” were routinely admired, taught, and exemplified. In our current Kardashian age of self-aggrandizement, where it’s all about “me”, she has given 60 years of her life to her country, without complaint. I don’t believe I’ve ever heard of her cancelling an engagement because she was tired. She has remained regal, self-contained. The stiff upper-lip, tough it out and carry on, is an example for us all in this cathartic, self-help, fair-share society.
There will never be another like her. She’s the last of her kind.
God Save the Queen!