Well with being a royal man so folk can swoon and look up to him, and peddling antiscience and superstition, in between dressing up as a naval commander, is it any wonder that sensitive people see in him the genesis of fascism?

The Prince & The Piss-In-The-Beds!!

Or dents de lion. Also shit-the-bed.The really sad thing is that this absurd lump out of the desert of surrealist history has just discovered one of the mainstays of working class pharmacy which goes back three hundred years and more. Now him and his toadies will be bottling what you can find outside your door and selling you it at a huge profit. Taking the pis indeed, and thereby hangs a parable. As an aside, if dandelions were not proletarian weeds, they would be as expensive as orchids so beautiful are they, so juice-full of goodness and balm. A civilized country like France cultivates dandelions. A couple of spring leaves on a salad suggest as much as anything the zenith of good taste that peasants like me adore.

True. I wonder if he talks to his dandelions...