Today's OneWord: Televised

The entire wedding would be televised on every oblong, platinum screen, the glow of silver and gold in the eyes of every chip-bloated, beer-bubbling civilian. The ceremony of the gods, complete with crowns of laurels that blinded the humility of the groom and bride. Everyone in the country would be watching, and everyone would be awed and inspired.

Then they'd return to their magazines and microwave dinners and lattes, and no one would give a fragment of a shit about the new Queen What's-her-name.

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