The Crowned Illusion: Why King Charles Has No Place in a Sovereign Canada

The Crowned Illusion: Why King Charles Has No Place in a Sovereign Canada
The Iron Quill

In the fading light of Canadian sovereignty, a pageant is being prepared.
King Charles III—an unelected monarch, a symbol of empire long past—is set to deliver the first throne speech of Mark Carney’s government. And with that, a message is being broadcast not to Canadians, but to the global aristocracy: Canada is not yours. It’s ours.

Or at least—it was.
This ceremonial stunt is not tradition. It is capitulation. It is the smug grin of a banker-prime minister dragging out an old puppet of power to distract a restless public. While western farmers fight carbon taxes, small businesses bleed under inflation, and the nation cries out for leadership—we are fed royal pageantry. A red carpet. A crown. And a lie.

This isn’t symbolism—it’s sedative.
Let me speak plainly: the King of England has no business in a 21st-century Canadian Parliament. The fact that Mark Carney would invite him to deliver the foundational speech of his regime shows how little respect he has for Canadian self-determination. At a time when the people demand answers, Carney offers coronation. At a time when Parliament should serve the will of the citizen, it will instead kneel to an absentee sovereign who has never once cast a vote in this land.

Let’s call it what it is—a bait-and-switch for the soul of a nation.
This isn’t about heritage. It’s not about tradition. It’s about optics. It’s about wrapping a deeply globalist, technocratic agenda in the velvet drapes of monarchy so that the people might be lulled back to sleep. And it might work—if Canadians allow it.

But I say no.

I say: The only throne in Canada belongs to the citizen.
Our forefathers did not bleed at Vimy Ridge, did not break their backs forging railroads and farms from stone and frost, only to have their grandchildren governed by those who kneel to kings. This throne speech will not be written in the language of freedom—it will be polished in the boardrooms of Davos, and delivered with the accent of imperial nostalgia.

The Iron Quill will not stand for it. Neither should you.
Mark Carney, you may have fooled the media. You may have dazzled the old guard with your ceremonial charades. But you have misread the mood of this country. We are not a conquered people. We are not your subjects.

We are awake now.
And we are writing a new story for this land—one that does not begin with a king, but with a citizen, standing unbowed.

Let them hear it from sea to sea:

Canada bows to no crown.

Canada bows to no banker.

Canada will rise.

—The Iron Quill