Seriously? A royal baby?


Sometimes life feels like it is too surreal to be actually happening. The last few days on Twitter have felt like that at times.

Before diving in, let me be clear about one thing: I love babies. Like when I see them, I’m always playing peekaboo and all that cute stuff. I mean, who doesn’t love babies?

This comment is also not targeted to my British friends. I wouldn’t question your loyalties to your leadership. That would seem inappropriate (even if I can’t understand them).


But a royal baby? In 2013? In America?

The whole thing is just bizarre to me. I mean, I’m sure the royal couple are some nice folks. I’ve seen the photos and they really are a good looking couple. But I have seen some way better looking couples walking around the west village with cute babies. And in fact, a co-worker of mine has one of the cutest kids I’ve seen. And my niece is ridiculously cute. But I don’t see anyone tweeting about these kids.

I really don’t get this obsession with royalty in this day and age. Do they even have actual powers? I know this fact is googleable, but regardless of the answer, they definitely don’t have any powers in America today.

Wasn’t that the whole point of our Declaration of Independence or something? That we didn’t think an unelected king should have powers or whatnot?

We, therefore, the Representatives of the united States of America, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these United Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free and Independent States; that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved;

Yet still over 200 years later, we have an obsession with his kids’, kids’, kids’,kids’…being born?


I really don’t mean to be a hater about this. I think kids are cute and celebrating people having them is awesome — I’m always “liking” the facebook posts.

But for us to spend time out of our day to obsess over someone else’s baby in a far away country because that person happens to come from a particular family expresses a set of values that seems inconsistent with what it means to be American.

We are all created equal. I think the neighbor’s baby down the street is just as worthy of celebration, or perhaps more worthy, than a stranger’s across a pond.


I’m sure he will be cute though.

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