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the Orange Bastards
A Proper Game of ThronesIf you think it’s normal and noble the Oranges (of Nassau) are on the throne rightfully so, than you’re very naïve.
I don’t understand people. Why sawing on the legs of the throne when you can just topple it over by sheer moral truth?
How do you think it’s possible a dynasty as “old” (old between quotes for reasons) as the Oranges of Nassau are still on the throne? Not because they’re sweet and cuddly, as a matter of fact their cuddliness has provided a lot of scandal (bastard children and sex escapades in every sort and form). Keeping your family alive was a real challenge in those days and keeping titles pure and fruity especially since only the males were allowed to carry those titles. Then how is it possible the Oranges are still the Oranges from Nassau? Well, by fiddling here and there. I’m not going to elate that whole sordid history, you can go here for that.
What I want to say is, so what the whole inheritance rule didn’t quite work and some people had syphilis and got infertile. Shit happens. A kingdom that is inherited by blood is in any form stupid, dishonourable, arrogant, greedy, self-important and not serving to the people. So why not complain about the basis? Willem of Orange, the father of our country, should have honourably said: “Sod it, I will be the only one in whole history who can carry the title ‘Prince of Orange’. You can bury the dynasty with me.” Well, that didn’t happen. Instead they bred and handed their title over to whoever was oldest son (or daughter in case of crisis), had some vague relation with the original family or just shouted the loudest. Very human.
Wilhelmina, daughter (not male), bastard(?) and unrightful inheritor |
The last two weeks I’ve been digging in the family’s history and with that Dutch history. I learnt one thing: the Oranges and the Netherlands are so intertwined; the demise of the one might mean the demise of the other. In other words, the Oranges can’t live without us, but we can’t live without them either. Not anymore. I’m sure we would pull ourselves together if the kingdom suddenly would cease to be. We would lose our unity, especially in the times we are now in, think the current variant of political parties. That’s one reason to remain a kingdom. One big reason. Also, when Alexander died and Wilhelmina would not have been born, the throne most likely would have gone to some German prince/king(?). What would have become of the Netherlands in that case? We’ll never know now. Point is, as it is, is not so bad, it could have been much worse.
Oink! Willem I looking wisely the right way to align with the impeccable layout of my blog |
Now let all the useless and senseless discussion about whether the current Orange belongs on the throne cease to be. I suppose my point is: You can saw away all the legs from the throne, the Oranges will still be sitting there ruling over us.
Hah! Turns out they’re only human after all. Very wicked humans. And Orange is a nice colour. Long live the Oranges!
Now back to my beloved Alexander.
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