Guest Blog: 7 Reasons Why I Refuse to Watch the Royal Wedding
April 28, 2011, By Ron Mattocks 11 comments
I’m quite sure I’m not the only one out there who thinks that the media coverage of Prince William and Miss Catherine Middleton’s wedding has been a smidge overdone. You can’t turn on the “telly” without getting a face full of speculation that strains to make even the minutest of details newsworthy.
Yesterday, one of the morning programs showed a paparazzi-style picture of the happy couple driving from the bride’s hometown in Buckleberry to London. “Notice how Kate’s hair is worn up,” one of the anchors said. “Could this be a hint of how she’ll be wearing if for the wedding?” Oh, yes. I don’t think I can finish my bowl of Cheerios without knowing.
The best part of this story was when the British newscaster sitting nearby tempered the overblown analysis by pointing out there were two full days remaining before the ceremony, plenty of time for Kate to hit the salon and have her hair styled in an infinite number of ways; thus proving even the English are sick of America’s stalker-ish coverage of the event. I swear he rolled his eyes just prior to offering this common sense observation, after which he proceeded to do a 15-minute segment on the tradition behind the inclusion of jelly molds at all royal wedding receptions. Apparently King Henry “Turkey Leg” the VIII was a big fan of the jiggly little buggers, and they’ve been a mainstay ever since.
Catching today’s headlines I nearly sprained my eyeballs after rolling them so vigorously in reaction to the report that the soon-to-be princess has been experiencing a reoccurring dream where she realizes that she’s at the alter standing before God and Queen, naked. Seriously? Has our compulsion for sensationalizing the trivial reached such an obsessive state that Rupert Murdoch and FOX News would actually employ Leonardo DiCaprio and Ellen Page to pull an Inception-like mission on Miss Middleton’s mind in an effort to root out the secrets of her subconscious?
The thought of this actually happening, most likely at the beauty parlor where DiCaprio and co. pose as hairdressers who then proceed to drug Kate into a deep enough sleep for them to burrow down to a level three dream state only to witness the bride in the nude, proved to be the final straw. That’s when I officially decided to get a full eight hours of sleep rather than rouse myself out of bed at 3 AM for the live broadcast of the royal nuptials. But this isn’t the only reason I won’t be watching; here are a few more:
- The Boston Massacre in 1770, the 1814 burning of Washington DC and Neville Chamberlain's disastrous, 1938 Munich Agreement with Adolph Hitler. My friends claim I really can hold a grudge, but I don’t know. Maybe.
- Neither Prince William nor Kate Middleton would accept my request to be Facebook friends. They also rejected my wedding gift—A high-tech, super sleek alarm clock from Sharper Image that unfortunately was damaged during shipping thus had wires sticking out all over the place.
- The news commentators will be boring. Now, if they had Dick Vitale raving about Prince William being a “dapper dandy,” and Kate as a PTP’er—Prime Time Poloney (British slang for a young woman—look it up) then we’d be talking. Or when the bride and groom kiss, having that soccer sportscaster yelling GOOOOOOOOOOOAL! for three straight minutes would be cool too.
- There’s no halftime show. Hey, if we’re going to make such a big production out the whole spectacle, then why not some live performances by a star-studded ensemble of recording artists somewhere between, “We are gathered here together,” and, “With this ring.” Personally, I’d like to see numbers by U2, Sinead O’Connor and those two brothers who sing, “I Would Walk Ten Thousand Miles.”
- Prince William has failed to produce a credible birth certificate. I’m not kidding here. How do we know he’s really a prince to begin with? Who’s to say, William’s not Egyptian? This looks like a job for Donald Trump!
- There’s a Benny Hill marathon on TV Land running at the same time. Benny Hill? Royal wedding? That’s a no-brainer. Even better, this is followed by 12 hours of Magnum P.I. I think even Higgins would drop his tea and crumpets to join me on the couch for these classics.
And the final reason why I won’t be watching Prince William and Kate Middleton tie the knot…
- I cry at weddings. I swear—so help me, if word of that ever gets out... Well, let’s just say it won’t be pretty.


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