My father’s family are a bunch of monarchists. Literally confused as heck. They’re like, ‘At least our leaders would fight at the frontlines in war!’ and stuff like that.
Btw, those ppl fled Czechoslovakia in '87, cuz my grandpa’s a notorious conspiracy theorist. To this day he’s pissed about the government having broken into his home afterwards and confiscating all his stuff including his conspiracy-theory-book collection. They believe my gramps can cure wounds by hovering with his hands above them…
My father’s family are a bunch of monarchists. Literally confused as heck. They’re like, ‘At least our leaders would fight at the frontlines in war!’ and stuff like that.
Btw, those ppl fled Czechoslovakia in '87, cuz my grandpa’s a notorious conspiracy theorist. To this day he’s pissed about the government having broken into his home afterwards and confiscating all his stuff including his conspiracy-theory-book collection. They believe my gramps can cure wounds by hovering with his hands above them…
So yeah, not the most sensible ppl in the world.