Showing posts with label #Queen Elizabeth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #Queen Elizabeth. Show all posts

Sunday, September 11, 2022

Mixed-up Sunday dinner and thoughts on the Queen

 

A beautiful piece of salmon,
but huge for two people.

Usually Sunday dinner is family dinner around here. Other nights, different people have different activities, and Jordan and I try to plan menus around who will be here which night. For instance, I’m having a dinner guest tomorrow, so they are on their own. Tuesday, Jordan has business meetings until seven, and I have happy hour guests until six, but I’ll whip up a quiche and have it ready for a late supper (I hope). But Sundays all four of us are here, and we cook something special. Often Christian grills or cooks us an Asian dish

Roast salmon dinner
Tonight, though, we got it all mixed up. Christian and Jacob had to go to Coppell to help Poppy move a refrigerator, and I thought it a waste to cook that huge piece of salmon for Jordan and me. I tried to tell Jordan that last night and she simply said, “Cook the salmon.” Today, about noon, she said, “Christian won’t be here for dinner after all.” Duh. Somehow, we miscommunicated. Upshot, Jordan and I had a lovely dinner—slow-roasted salmon with pickled onions and marinated cucumbers with sour cream and dill for a salad.

Dinner over and done with and dishes done, I’m still chewing on the people who find themselves unable to mourn the Queen because of British colonialism. I read an article that helped me organize my thoughts, and the similarities in history occurred to me. Slavery is a huge blot on American history, despite book banning and revisionists who would have us believe slaves were happy and masters were benevolent. Now many states are forbidding teachers, librarians, etc. to talk about it lest it make poor white kids feel guilty.

Somewhat the same is true of British colonialism: it is a blot on the country’s history, and like slavery, colonialism (which involved a lot of slavery) was the product of greed and capitalism. British colonialism began at least 400 years ago; Elizabeth II took the throne in 1953. She could do nothing to change the history, but she did preside over the dissolution of much of the empire. Two facts stand out: a commentator said she is guilty for the centuries of atrocities by her family, which fails to take into account her family did not inherit the throne until 1901 when colonialism was well established and perhaps already fading. And she never declared war on any country—the last monarch to do so was her father who declared war on Nazi Germany. Furthermore, Elizabeth was a figurehead—granted a powerful one, whose opinions mattered, but she was incapable of ordering the conflicts and atrocities that survived into the twentieth century. Her mission seemed to be to ensure peace in her empire

I can understand the bitterness of descendants of people who suffered immeasurably under colonialism, but attributing it to Elizabeth, instead of to history, is misplaced anger. Some countries that kept their ties to England because of the Queen are now talking about republic status—that’s a good thing and perhaps right in line with the slimmed-down monarchy that Charles talks about.

Interesting though that some countries stayed close to Britain because of the Queen. I read an article that suggested had she, as heir to the throne, been a male, her reign would have been totally different. As Queen, Elizabeth never tried to be equal with the old white men who surrounded her. She was a thoroughly feminine woman with a lot of charm and grace, and she used those qualities daily. She was iron-willed enough, with great knowledge of public and international affairs and a quick wit, but it in no way diminishes her to say that she was quite feminine. There’s perhaps a lesson there for the belligerently angry feminists we sometimes see today. As it was, she inspired loyalty.

So I’m back where I started: Criticize America’s history of slavery and Britain’s colonialism, but don’t lay it all at the feet of the late Queen. Celebrate her for what she was—a wonderful woman and diplomat, the inspiration for hundreds of thousands. A unifying figure, not only in Britain but throughout much of the world.

Charles has big shoes to fill, but it appears he will take the monarchy in a different direction in whatever time is given to him. God Save the King!

Saturday, November 18, 2017

Long Live the Queen! But not some others


Cheers to Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Phillip, who will celebrate their 70th anniversary on Monday with a private family dinner. In a world dominated these days by sex scandals, their union is a bright ray of hope, a testament that true love does exist. They are also celebrating with a stunning portrait taken in their private quarters in Windsor Castle. Giving my age away: I remember getting up—I guess it was early in the morning here—to listen to the ceremony on a crackly radio. My Canadian father was an Anglophile through and through, and that wedding was a big occasion in our household.

In high contrast, in our country you cannot read a newspaper or Facebook or turn on the TV without being hit in the face with another sex scandal, the details of which you probably don’t want to know. I know I don’t. We have too many Harvey Weinsteins, Donald Trumps, and Roy Moores. But what I feared seems to be happening—accusing sexual predators has gone beyond a search for truth and justice for a few and become a grasp at the brass ring, a chance at fifteen minutes of fame, and, just maybe, a political tool.

When I told a younger friend I’d never been harassed, I recalled a couple of cases of wandering hands and one uninvited kiss that stopped when I said no. To me, harassment is fondling, groping, real physical abuse. My friend patiently explained I have been harassed and don’t realize it (does that imply I’m too dumb to know?). I think a definition is needed here, a line beyond which men—and women—should not go. On the other hand, I think it oversensitive to interpret every move as sexual aggression. An older man wrote today that he sure was glad he was old and married, because he wouldn’t know how to court a woman today without offending. I hate to tell him that being old and married in no way exempts him from an accusation.

That brings me to Al Franken and Leeann Tweeden. Franken of course is the comic turned serious and valuable senator from Minnesota—I certainly had my doubts when he made that dramatic career change, but I have since been impressed with his record. His colleagues praise him, former employees testify to his respect for and defense of women, and—oh yes—Republicans hate him. The incident of the kiss and fake groping took place on a USO tour to entertain the troops, an atmosphere generally known for horseplay. The photographer who took the now-infamous groping photo once claimed it was staged and that the victim was feigning sleep. Note Franken does not actually touch Tweeden’s breast—he was horsing around. Stupid but true.  (The photographer may have rescinded that—I’m not sure).

Far be it from me to accuse the victim but there are a couple of things to think about: Leeann Tweeden is an avowed supporter of 45 who has been active in right-wing causes, appearing on Hannity’s show and other things. Her radio station says she has openly talked about the incident for years, so why is she suddenly so offended—I suspect it’s that “me, too” bandwagon I feared. And a photo of “the kiss” shows her with her arms wrapped around Franken, not fighting him off. Roger Stone, drum beater for the president, apparently knew the Franken accusation was coming before it was public. Mitch McConnell is leading a fervent charge for a complete investigation, while ignoring charges against the titular head of his party and not being nearly as loud in his call for a look at Roy Moore, though I think and hope Moore’s career as a politician and as a predator is toast.

Al Franken has been a gentleman, immediately apologizing, apparently both publicly and privately (the White House had the gall to use that against him), and Tweeden has accepted his apology. Franken has also called for an investigation—and I hope he gets it, because there seem to be a couple of sticky wickets in there. To my mind, he is guilty of one incident—please note that—of boorish behavior in bad taste. A sexual predator? I hardly think so.

If we destroy the lives and careers of good men like Franken, we are going to be left without leadership. I wonder if Jimmy Carter would get a pass today on his admission of lustful thoughts about other women. It’s an atmosphere we’ve allowed to balloon. Men like  Weinstein,Trump, and Moore deserve everything we can throw at them, but let’s show some common sense here.

Okay, all my good progressive buddies, you may start to throw those stones.