Prince Charles isn't exactly a dope dude, he's a royal - a member of a strange pack of ridiculously over-priviledged arseholes living in a bubble of superiority. Not a stretch of a yarn either, to say that 99% of the population probably agree with me - except for royal observers (who are in themselves also a strange pack of arseholes). But let's not write him off immediately - he has some redeeming characteristics...
The Prince of Wales is an accomplished horseman and in the 1980s rode in a number of competitive races, and even came second on Long Wharf in the two-mile Madhatters Private Stakes on 4th March. His horse was 13-8 favourite. He's also mad into Polo, talks to his plants, Schralps the gnar in Switzerland with his skiing buddies, loves a chat about modern architecture and thinks David suzuki is "brilliant".
He also helped build a planned village named Poundbury in Dorset, with all utilities buried underground (that means no electricity posts and lines). With the idea being to build a town for people not cars, parking is located on the outskirts and there is no commercial zoning so small shops mix with high density english style houses - Amelie poulan style. Bringing it back for posterity - i like that.
To add to all of that he heads an organic food organisation and has wings like a weathered Cessna. Pretty dope dude? Not in the slightest.
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Poundbury is also the best name ever, not even a clown with a PHD in laughter could have thought that up.
- F.F.F.
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