Ramona's Bird Cage: News from the Twitterverse - Those Times When I'm Ashamed of Twitter



Ramona's Bird Cage: News from the Twitterverse - Those Times When I'm Ashamed of Twitter
By Ramona Grigg • Issue #10 • View online
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The Royal Family
It is with deep sorrow that Her Majesty The Queen has announced the death of her beloved husband, His Royal Highness The Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh.

His Royal Highness passed away peacefully this morning at Windsor Castle. https://t.co/XOIDQqlFPn
To show how well I know Twitter, my first thought, when I saw this headline, was: Here we go. Claws out. The Royals are in for it now.
I realize this is the second newsletter in a row about the Royals, but believe me when I say I’m not Royals-obsessed. Yes, I watched “The Crown” and tend to believe most of it, but, again, while I find them extremely interesting–maybe because their lifestyle is so extreme–I hate it when I feel I have to defend them in any way.
My defense, when it happens, as it did here last month with Megan and Harry, comes when I think they’re right and the Royals are wrong. Still, I feel a reluctant admiration for Queen Elizabeth, if only for her longevity and her all-too-rare-stabs at going among her people to try to understand them. The monarchy is mainly a public relations firm now, but there were moments throughout the monarchy when the people looked to them for comfort and for bravery and they delivered.
Elizabeth more than once has rolled up her sleeves and gone to work among her subjects. The wars, particularly WWII, led them into public service, and a grateful country gave them a lasting celebrity power not many monarchies enjoyed.
Princess Elizabeth learning car maintenance in 1945. Daily Mirror/Mirrorpix/
Princess Elizabeth learning car maintenance in 1945. Daily Mirror/Mirrorpix/
Philip, as with all of the royals, had his share of flaws. He lived a privileged life and lived it for almost exactly a century. No doubt he could be a real shit whenever he felt the moment warranted it. But he was basically a helpmate, not a decision-maker.
I doubt if anybody was surprised when he died, and most of us here in the states didn’t waste much time grieving. But neither were we surprised when Twitter Horribilis sprang to life the moment the news became public.
Suddenly Prince Andrew’s sick follies saw light again. Meghan and Harry popped up: They could have kept this death from happening–and just when Philip was at his prime. On the other hand, why grieve an old fool who took everything and gave nothing?
Thousands of tweets reminded us we really don’t give a shit about the Royals, reminding us we shouldn’t give a shit about the Royals. Warning before we’re barely even awake that feeling anything–anything at all except hatred and rage–will cause all kinds of trouble.
I’m all for opinions. I’m all about opinions. But the ease of opinions on Twitter, the fleeting, reckless drive-bys, the insistence that we all must agree, or else…
This is when I’m ashamed of Twitter. And it happens all too often.
(You’ll notice I didn’t include any Tweets this time. There’s a reason for that.)
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Ramona Grigg

Writer of things, mainly essays. Contributor at Medium, Crooks & Liars, Huffington Post, Substack, others. I spend an unusual amount of time on Twitter, so thought I'd share some of what I find. Leaning Liberal/Democratic. Hater of most memes and GIFs. Love Twitter, warts and all. (Click on 'Issues' tab below to enter.)

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