Even a kid in a kindergarten would know today that television is a business which makes big bucks. Olympics, wars, regular sports events, the open-air opera shticks, and of course the royal weddings are mega-baits for the global TV web. And this is all good.

Isn’t all good that God has made? So I am not surprised that the major TV networks and the smaller ones too, attached to the big ones wanted to broadcast the British royal couple’s wedding-show.

What has surprised me though is why the royals want their nuptials and their personal lives known to the entire world, and vice versa, why the world cares to know what is happening in the life of those crowned heads. How much have Willie and Katie gained in their connubial bliss because their wedding became the talk of the universe?  Or the contrary, how much better a place the world has become to live because now it knows that Will and Kate are man and woman officially? I just wonder how many hundreds of millions of hungry and destitute inhabitants of the Planet with drooling and driveling mouths were watching the overindulged royal pageantry or exquisitely and lavishly served repasts, flown with thousands of bottles of the most expensive beverages. I have many times squeezed my brains dry in an attempt to understand why should one be spending that much fortune (I don’t think it is fairly and completely estimated yet) on just another wedding party even if the couple at the altar is as regal as the Widsors, and now the Middletons. There are so many other, more needful and respectful channels through which the royal wedding money could have been funneled. Does the world really need to witness the modern Prince & Cinderella story to feel a little happier and slightly more confident that some day this will happen to us too? If this is true, why not to afford that much extravagance?  If there is such a need out there in the world, let them squander as much as they wish. After all, that is their money, not yours or mine. Do I envy? Sure I do! Am I writing this piece because I am envious? No, I am not! I simply sense something utterly wrong in that pompous imperial spectacle. The third millennium of ours is burdened and overwhelmed with thoughts and issues which are no longer incompatible with majestic and stately performances of the sort. Sorry but this looks glaringly weird because there is so much else to be doing in life, folks, and more exigently than a circus like this one. Incidentally, there comes to mind another self-important and ostentatious circus number produced several years ago (also televised worldwide) – the inauguration of the new Russian president which was not at all compatible with actual living style and standard in the Empire. Anyway, let the royal kids be as happy as they possibly can. Let them enjoy each other as much as they are supposed to in the busy realm of theirs. And let’s hope that no deja vu royal extramarital connections, separations and split-ups occur in their luxury-stricken vicinity any time soon. Could you really get the angle of my story? Think hard and you will! Thank you.