Every time we have to celebrate the birth of this dictator, I cringe. I cringe at the millions of Canadians being utterly smug by their bondage to a foreign power. I wrench from the Natives that demand to retain colonialism as a way of relieving themselves from the plight that the same Crown allows to happen to them. I nearly shit out my insides knowing that Canada is still, now, a colony of a long-dead empire. Death to monarchy, to dictatorship, to inequality! I, a rational man, am sick of this blind reverence to someone whom we didn’t elect, nor have a say in, that is synonymous with absolute power, arbitrary power, tyranny, and abuse of power, which rules for life, is accountable to none, and is succeeded by blood. Power is private property in a monarchy, inherited like trinkets by someone we have no “right” to vote for.