July 10, 2001

  • My Kingdom for a Kiss??


    When I was  a very young, impressionably quixotic kid, I grew up hearing over and over again from my favorite aunt that the most romantic, glorious, and dreamy example of a Man’s undying love for a Woman was Edward VIII’s (King of England) abdication of his throne to marry a divorcee, Wallis Warfield Simpson.  The story went that in England in those times (1936) it was scandalously impermissible to be both King and married to a divorced woman.  So Edward gave up the kingdom for love.  For a kiss!  Sooo romantic!


    It turns out now, however, that Edward, reduced to the duke of Windsor, was apparently entirely pissed for being compelled to abdication.  Hence, he began to conspire with the Nazis and the fascists during the Second World War to create a revolution in England, overthrow the Churchill government, depose his newly enthroned younger brother, George VI, and reinstall himself as King and his wife as Queen Wallis.  This conspiracy was uncovered by English intelligence and thereafter he was closely “handled”  by the Royal family and relegated to a position of total obscurity and innocuousness as the governor of the Bahamas for the duration of the War.  The story of “incredible, all-surrendering romance” was then further hyped by English intelligence and the Royal family in order to maintain a false decorum of Royal propriety and suppress any rumors of dark intrigue.


    This fairly recent revelation, to me, has had the equivalent shock value to my childhood-nurtured thoughts about love and romance that Watergate had upon my faith in government and elected officials.  I guess that the old adage that “all’s fair in love and war” is literally true.  Especially when, as in Edward’s case, love was war.

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