Oh how deliciously ironic. Prince Andrew, the notorious loafer and user of other people's money has been elected to the Royal Society and scientists are up in arms. They feel that this deeply unserious man should not, can not be associated with such an august body.
This is the society of course who, despite a motto that says 'Nullius in Verba', meaning take nobody's word, have decided that no further research should be permitted into climate change. The science is settled. Which is about the least serious and most unscientific thing anyone could say, let alone repeated Presidents of the Royal Society.
If I was Prince Andrew I would have turned it down as lacking the rigour that I required from clubs I join. And his Mum really ought to insist that the Royal bit be dropped since their standards have sunk so low. It is more a non-working man's club these days, so being called The Society and having a bar installed would be most appropriate (with a barman called Dave).
Isn't life strange, in that for so many years used car salesmen could be rightly considered dodgy characters, whose word was not to be trusted and now it is members of the Royal Society. Oh well, all things must pass.
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