Well, that was some kind of holiday weekend for the UK. Friday was a romantic triumph with lots of pomp and ceremony that the British do better than anybody else. Even the weather gave in to the celebrations and the rain stayed away. We shed a tear or two for the happy happy couple and had a good laugh at a certain princess who wore antlers on her head. All in all the wedding of the year/decade/probably not century was a glorious wonder. And wasn't it a giggle to think of all the papparazzi and journalists staking out the airports for a glimpse of the newlyweds setting off on their honeymoon only to discover that alack and alas they wouldn't be going just yet -- they were saving it for a later date? Well done to the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge. So is Prince William now married to a princess as well as a duchess? And if she is a princess is she lumbered with the soubriquette Princess William?
About the dress -- this is the most honest truth, too. The night before as I was trying to sleep thoughts crept through my hazy mind as to what sort of dress I would pick out for the bride-to-be. Believe it or not I thought of Princess Grace of Monaco -- really, really, really! And I even chose a bouquet of lily-of-the valley -- I did so, I did so, cross my heart!!! Yes, yes, yessss, I am so so smart ...
Then we come to Monday morning 5.00am and I'm up for tea and breakfast. Just in time to get the very tail end of President Obama's announcement that Osama Bin Laden was dead. And there were all these crowds outside the White House and people cheering and chanting U S A; U S A; U S A -- over and over again. Initially, I was confused and shocked -- how could there be so many people when it had just been announced -- until I learned a few hours later that in fact news had leaked out earlier via Twitter and other networking sights.
As I watched I felt a lot of discomfort. I do not feel celebratory and I feel uncomfortable with the word 'justice'. What I feel is 'satisfied'. I am satisfied with the fact that he is dead and that his body was disposed of at sea. A few minutes ago I was shocked to see pictures on the Internet of the President and Secretary of State grimly watching events as they took place. I believe that it was appropriate for them to do so and from their expressions it was not something they enjoyed watching at all. The celebratory tone of the crowds of people that gathered was understandable, but at the same time reminded me of the Wizard of Oz and munchkins singing ''Ding Dong the witch is dead, the wicked witch is dead" and that did not seem appropriate in this dangerous and troublesome world we now live in.
The events of the weekend underline the truth of our lives -- there is the very best and the very worst always with us and how we are able to adjust to the harshness and the beauty is the struggle of humanity.