Dear reader (and American citizens for whom this proposal directly concerns),
I welcome you to entertain this most modest proposal of mine to return the aforementioned treasonous colonies (calling themselves the United States since 4 July 1776) to their rightful progenitor, the British Empire, no later than 21 April 2015, to celebrate the 89th birthday of my mother, Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II. She would be most delighted! No matter the attempts, whether it be my marriage to Diana, my second marriage, my birthing of various grandchildren for her and future heirs to the throne, or the most ostentatious of birthday presents, she has never been satisfied with a thing I have done for her or given to her. Her constant look of disapproval weighs heavily on me. She's a hard one to please, my mum. Only a substantial gift for her 89th birthday will do.
Therefore, it is the wish and the aim of this proposal to induce the Congress of those United States to accept the Acts of Union 2015, a bill that I shall soon submit to the Parliament of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland at Westminster. In this act, the United States shall not simply become a member of the existing Commonwealth realm of sovereign states (Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Jamaica, etc.) observing my mum Elizabeth II as their constitutional monarch. Rather it shall join as a direct appendage to the newly christened United Kingdom of Great Britain, Northern Ireland, and North America. What a lovely title!
It goes without saying that the United Kingdom gives thanks to every American who fought alongside us in the World Wars, and we truly appreciate the cooperation we have received from your United States on many other fronts. However, it is high time that the colonists recognised their forefathers' treachery, foremost among them George Washington and the other founders of villainy and contempt for British authority and magnanimity. Of course, this Act shall require the voluntary dissolving of your federal government, the official resignation of your residing President Barack Obama, and the recognition of each state (nay, colonial) government that total supremacy of authority resides in Westminster, with David Cameron as your Prime Minister, lord, and master.
I fear that some frightful American hoodlums and hillbillies (as they are known in your charming nomenclature) owning firearms - thanks to your abominable Second Amendment to your illegitimate Constitution - will reject this Act outright and stir yet another rebellion against the British Crown. For that I have just the solution! Where Charles Cornwallis, 1st Marquess Cornwallis failed in putting down the colonial revolt, our brave and studious General Sir John Nicholas Reynolds Houghton, Chief of the Defence Staff for the British Armed Forces, shall prevail against such uncivil and ungentlemanly guerrilla tactics. I dare say he has some experience with this sort of warfare, as Commanding Officer of the 1st Battalion, The Green Howards, in Northern Ireland during The Troubles.
Of course, as a mere veteran pilot for the Royal Air Force and Royal Navy, I will leave the commanding and strategic planning to those who know their business, like our dear and beloved Nick pictured here. I'm sure he will conceive a far better plan for an operational landing than our admittedly botched attempt in 1812. By April I look forward to relaxing comfortably in colonial Miami, sitting tranquilly at an outdoor cafe with Houghton while smoking a pipe or sipping on one of those neat little mojitos as you colonials call them. Or we could do this the hard way, and I could be wearing a combat helmet while sipping on my mojito instead. It's your choice, America.
Sadly, my dearest mum won't live forever, so please, allow me to do something nice for her birthday. And when the day comes that she passes away, and may she rest in peace, I shall inherit the throne and be your king, Charles III.
Yours most faithfully,
Charles, Prince of Wales