The elegantly dressed fellow above is one Christian X of Denmark born this day 1870 in Copenhagen, Denmark. He was born as the oldest child of the then reigning King of Denmark, Fredrick VIII, so he was the heir to the throne from birth. Probably not such a bad gig being heir to the throne. I would not know since the Inquisitor Empire that I am heir to does not contain a throne. Actually, it contains pretty much jack shit, so I am heir to the throne of nothing. He became King in 1912, after his father was found dead on a park bench from an heart attack in Hamburg, Germany. Christian X was a big fan of the royal dignity, and royal power in the age that democracy was beginning to spread its little wings. His popularity stemmed from his role in opposing the Nazi during the German occupation of Denmark during World War II. In contrast to other reigning monarchs, Christian X decided not to go into exile, choosing to remain in his capital as a symbol to his people. He did this by taking daily horseback rides through Copenhagen without so much as one guard. When it was commented upon, people would say that the people of Denmark were his guards. While on these rides, he would always acknowledge the greeting of the Danish population while studiously ignoring the German soldier's salutes. He responded to Adolph Hitler's lengthy telegram wishing him a happy 72nd birthday with a mere four word reply. It was a real, and serious slight. Hitler reacted by expelling the Danish ambassador from Berlin, and forcing a more "complainant" prime minister on Christian. The best legend concerning him was that the Germans did not want to let the Danish flag fly over his castle, and threatened to send a German soldier to haul down the Danish flag. Christian responded that he would send a Danish soldier to raise it again, the Germans replied they would shoot that Danish soldier, and Christian said "that Danish soldier will be me." Good, solid, manly stuff that especially when coming from a 70 something year old man. It was on one of his famous rides through Copenhagen that his horse fell, and Christian was injured and became an invalid until his death in 1947. So, for standing up, even though it was only mental resistance," and basically telling Hitler to fuck himself, Christian X of Denmark (September 26th, 1870- April 20th, 1947 at the age of 76), you are my hero of the day.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
A not so Melancholy Dane
The elegantly dressed fellow above is one Christian X of Denmark born this day 1870 in Copenhagen, Denmark. He was born as the oldest child of the then reigning King of Denmark, Fredrick VIII, so he was the heir to the throne from birth. Probably not such a bad gig being heir to the throne. I would not know since the Inquisitor Empire that I am heir to does not contain a throne. Actually, it contains pretty much jack shit, so I am heir to the throne of nothing. He became King in 1912, after his father was found dead on a park bench from an heart attack in Hamburg, Germany. Christian X was a big fan of the royal dignity, and royal power in the age that democracy was beginning to spread its little wings. His popularity stemmed from his role in opposing the Nazi during the German occupation of Denmark during World War II. In contrast to other reigning monarchs, Christian X decided not to go into exile, choosing to remain in his capital as a symbol to his people. He did this by taking daily horseback rides through Copenhagen without so much as one guard. When it was commented upon, people would say that the people of Denmark were his guards. While on these rides, he would always acknowledge the greeting of the Danish population while studiously ignoring the German soldier's salutes. He responded to Adolph Hitler's lengthy telegram wishing him a happy 72nd birthday with a mere four word reply. It was a real, and serious slight. Hitler reacted by expelling the Danish ambassador from Berlin, and forcing a more "complainant" prime minister on Christian. The best legend concerning him was that the Germans did not want to let the Danish flag fly over his castle, and threatened to send a German soldier to haul down the Danish flag. Christian responded that he would send a Danish soldier to raise it again, the Germans replied they would shoot that Danish soldier, and Christian said "that Danish soldier will be me." Good, solid, manly stuff that especially when coming from a 70 something year old man. It was on one of his famous rides through Copenhagen that his horse fell, and Christian was injured and became an invalid until his death in 1947. So, for standing up, even though it was only mental resistance," and basically telling Hitler to fuck himself, Christian X of Denmark (September 26th, 1870- April 20th, 1947 at the age of 76), you are my hero of the day.
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