There has been coverage in the media about a place called "The Presidents Club" in London, where hyper blokes with a lot of money but little discipline go to waste it and entertain themselves.
As the club employs females with little money and the need to get some soon to pay the rent it is easy to predict what might be the result.
The very name of the club suggests a sort of democratic locale of our new age. Perhaps it is time to go back to the past.
Should we have a club named for a monarch who believed in his divine right and sought to rule by absolute power?
One that used the monies raised by tax on forms of the conspicuous consumption praised by art historians and many of the present?
When submitting your application to the King Charles II Club, please ensure that it is secured by the right kind of garter.