I used to be amused by the Royals. I mean, they were a harmless lot, weren't they? The horse-faced old queen who probably hasn't smiled since 1948. The jug-eared doofus err (no misspelling) to the throne. The scandals.
At worst they were an anachronism, a set of living tourist attractions, right?
But they're apparently not all so harmless after all. The jug-eared doofus has decided he's the messiah.
The Prince of Wales says he believes he has been placed on Earth as future King ‘for a purpose’ - to save the world.You can't make this stuff up.
Price Charles, I hate to burst your bubble, but your purpose on Earth is NOT to save the world. Rather, it's to serve as a cautionary tale: this is what happens when first cousins marry.