God, King and Man

Although I wasn't quite in the mood nor have been for a few days for any sort of entertainment per se, I somehow convinced myself to plop down and watch The King's Speech.  Colin Firth was definitely one of the draws since his turn in A Single Man, but Geoffrey Rush made a spectacular run for the money as the speech coach.  The sets were extraordinary in that they seemed uncharacteristically unreal, or surreal as the case may be, and added an aesthetically interesting element to an enjoyable film.

While watching and listening to the film, I came up with today's general talk.  In the movie, Colin Firth's character is torn between assuming or not assuming the crown.  In the end, essentially,  he has no choice.  Those around him, almost none of whom he is close to (lackeys, for the most part) need him to act a certain way- regal.  This, he does, but only after serious trials.

God save the King.

But this got me to thinking- about those who, as ordinary citizens, do quite extraordinary things.   In that sense, they are even more regal- they can speak out and act for themselves and in doing so speak for others who may not have the nerve to speak or act themselves.