It happened again yesterday.
I told myself I would stop. I know it isn’t good for me. I gave myself one of those stern internal lectures; determined not to let the demons get the better of me yet again. I tried desperately to put own personal fulfillment and happiness aside in favour of the greater good, ala Harry Potter.
But my efforts were all in vain. Because it happened again…
I fell down the deep, dark internet rabbit hole of gazing at seemingly endless photographs of Kate Middleton’s outfits.
And who could blame me, really?
The woman’s mix of high end fashion and chain store bargains is something to be marveled at. Middleton’s ability to dress appropriately ‘royal’, while keeping her look attainable for those of us who can’t afford a horse and carriage is both impressive and really very polite.
All this is topped off by the fact she has to keep half the world’s paparazzi and fashion critics (plus a super traditional grandma with a fondness for yellow twinsets) happy with everything she wears.
I know I’m not alone in my lavish praise either. A Google search for ‘Kate Middleton fashion’ yields a massive 127,000,000 results.
But here’s where the real problem lies: I’m an Australian republican.
If I’d been old enough to vote back in 2001, I would have proudly selected the word ‘yes’ when asked whether or not Australia should cuts its remaining ties with the British monarchy.
I first joined the Australian Republican Movement at age 19, and soon graduated to proudly shouting various not-so-clever slogans about how “we’re a country in our own right” through a university campus megaphone.
I believe that the pain and shame of what happened to our indigenous brothers and sisters at the time of colonisation cannot truly be repaired without Australia taking this final step to full independence from Britain.
We need to be able to celebrate the birth of our nation on a day that recognises our Aboriginal ancestry and our multicultural diversity, as well as acknowledging our roots in British history.
Having a head of state to call our own – someone who is chosen by the Australian people rather than someone who happens to be born to a super rich lady in a castle in England – is fundamentally necessary for our country to heal wounds of the past and move forward with confidence into the future.
And while I respect the traditions of the monarchy and acknowledge the many benefits our nation’s ties with England have brought us, it really is high time Australia said kthxbye to the royals.
Our parliament is independent from Britain, our courts are no longer bound by decisions of the Privy Council, and thanks to illegal internet downloads we get all of their good TV for free anyway.