The following passage was stolen from Monty Python and the Holy Grail, because for some completely unfathomable reason it just makes me laugh:
King Arthur: I am your king.
Dennis' Mum: Well, I didn't vote for you.
King Arthur: You don't vote for kings.
Dennis' Mum: Well, how did you become king, then?
King Arthur: The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the
purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water,
signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is
why I am your king.
Dennis: Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing
swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives
from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
Arthur: Be quiet.
Dennis: You can't expect to wield supreme power just because
some watery tart threw a sword at you!
Arthur: Shut up.
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