From left, Charles, Edward, William and Harry
The question I am asking of myself this morning is whether I would trade my thick head of hair by going bald if it got me a membership of the House of Windsor. My answer is a resounding no. I want to be a hair apparent. (A bad joke.)
As you might know, the House of Windsor is the reigning Royal House of the United Kingdom and the Commonwealth. That is so damn pompous but I digressed.
Watching highlights of Queen Elizabeth II’s platinum jubilee celebrations, I could not help but notice how the main Windsor men are in various stages of balding, be it Charles, William, Harry and Edward. Edward and William are almost fully bald while Charles and Harry are getting there. Andrew, one of the three siblings, has a lot of hair but he stands disgraced because of his alleged dalliances courtesy of the late Jeffrey Epstein. Incidentally, Andrew did not attend the celebrations because he has the COVID. In any case, his would have been an awkward presence.
Baldness runs in the family. Prince Philip, the queen’s husband, was also mostly bald. I wonder whether these men ever rue the fact that all their titles and privileges could not help them retain their hair. I suppose it is a great tradeoff if you are into it.
It is so absurd that all these people hold on to their titles and the vulgar privileges that come with them. On such occasions, they turn out in their full regalia with so many medals on their chests that you might think trophy shops across England would have run out of them.
At 96, the queen is still regnant. I suddenly remembered a joke about how someone once said the queen was regnant, but others heard that she was pregnant. Laughter was had.
Prince of Wales, Charles is still waiting for his turn at 73 to be the king. He is, of course, the heir apparent but not the hair apparent. (A bad joke again.)
Other than making this brief comment on the baldness among Windsor men, I do not have much to say about the celebrations.