I Am A Princess, And Long May I Reign

And that, ladies & gentlemen, is a complete bullshit.


It’s been one month after Cinderella was played in theaters across Indonesia, and its endorsements in Disney Junior channel are still going strong. 


There are two endorsements:

1. On (ordinary) girls becoming princess and reigning for a long time.

2. On Cinderella: the kind princess who works hard and longs for a wonderful life.


I have a problem with Endorsement #1. First of all, not all girls were born royal. The consequence of royalty is the existence of peasantry. Royalty rules over peasantry, and peasantry submits to royalty. If ordinary girls are constantly “reminded” that they are princesses (royalty), then who’s the peasantry here? Will that mean their dad, mom, and siblings are king, queen, and princes/princesses, respectively; and other people not-related to them are peasantry? That doesn’t sit well in the real world. Some girls were born royal and perhaps reign one day; other girls were born ordinary with their own responsibilities. Neither every girl is a princess, nor will they reign for a long time.


Endorsement #2 has some flawed logics in it. First of all, Cinderella was not even a princess until she married the prince. She was the daughter of a businessman, the stepdaughter of a mean woman, and the stepsister of bullies, so the story told us. No royalty in her blood was ever mentioned. Her kindness was shown by her interaction with the animals around her, who mostly were changed into her chaperons to accompany her to the ball. The goose became her coachman, the mice became her bodyguards. For all we know, they might have done it because the fairy godmother gave them no choice. Abracadabra and Cinderella now looked like and had the attributes to present herself as a princess. 


Did she work hard? Yup, in her own households. She swept and mopped, and did the laundry, the cleaning, and the ironing. She had undeniably a constantly demanding physical job!


Did she long for a wonderful life? I believe she longed for an escape. The supposedly lady of the house after her father died had ironically become the maid of the house. She might have had a certain lifestyle and expectations which were taken away abruptly by her step family. Any girl would like to live a comfortable life, including Cinderella.


Did she purposely enchant the prince? Well, considering the way she entered the palace in grandeur, I think she meant herself to be a showstopper. The prince, who was captivated, took her to dance away in the palace garden. Assuming Cinderella showed up around 9 or 10 PM at the latest, and she had to go by midnight, wouldn’t she and the prince become loosely acquainted in around 3 hours? Would it be possible for the prince to forget Cinderella’s face, voice, and gait just like that, so he wouldn’t recognize her right away when he was playing shoe fitting and hunting all across his country to find her? Even we can tell that Superman and Clark Kent are basically the same person!

The only explanation for the prince’s blindness was maybe he was also under a spell. What he saw that night was a perfect princess, who left when the clock struck 12 with one shoes fell off her feet. The fallen shoes was intriguing enough, so he wouldn’t even consider why in his era (1500 to 1800 AD European royalty) a girl/princess would come without formal introduction and leave without bidding proper farewell.


I’m thinking of another way for a hard-working Cinderella to acquire a wonderful life.

In one rainy and misty morning when the stepmother and the stepsisters were still asleep, Cinderella asked her kind fairy godmother for a spell. A spell not to dress her in a ball-gown, but to make her invisible so that she could get out of her room and escape her home. She wanted a wonderful life and she was used to work hard. What job could possibly pay better than anywhere else in the country? A job in the palace of course! So she went to the palace and met the king, not the prince because he was as young as she, and he could only think about the next ball and party. She asked to be one of the servants in the palace. She couldn’t provide reference from her former employer, but the calluses on her hands were a living proof. She was very diligent and her position rose up significantly in a short time that she later on became the castle stewardess. Whether she would live happily ever after wouldn’t depend on her being the prince’s wife. It would solely depend on how she had become an independent woman, not a princess, who could work and provide for herself. 


And that, my friend, is a quite sensible ending. 🙂


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