Willy Wonka's Scarytale Wedding

Ive purposely kept quiet about next years royal wedding because in a rare moment of peace I decided that if I hadn't anything good to say then I should just shut up. But thats not what Ranter the Shanter is about. I dont want no stinking peace! I want to rant! I want to shant! And a recent story regarding this poncy wedding between a woman who looks like a bloke in drag and a guy who resembles a cricket bat has fired the ranter to rant!
The story goes that 100 'golden tickets' will be made available (presumably via a lucky dip) so that a hundred 'normal people' can rub shoulders with the hoi polloi. Am I the only person who thinks this is downright offensive? Its like whoever came up with this idea thought, *Adopts Posh Voice* 'I know! Lets make Will and Cath seem down to earth and give the chance for some commoners to attend the gig.' Cue a load of horsey snorts in agreement whilst thinking to themselves, 'yes yes, those below stairs need a day in the sun with us fine people.'
That was EXACTLY the thought I had upon reading this piece of 'news'. Not 'oh what a wonderful idea' or 'three cheers, God bless ya Guv'nor!' I just thought it was pretty horrid. A downright sickly gimmick.
At the end of the day I don't know the couple and if they're happy, good luck to them. Everybody deserves a loving partner I suppose. But I want nothing to do with it and stupid stunts like this only serve to make me want to spew pretty shades of bile. Ditto to the planned street parties. I didn't attend a street party when his late mother was married (I locked myself in the bedroom) and I will be doing the same next year. (Only this time im old enough for scotch to keep me company.)
Now unless some other stupid idea is formed, you dear reader will not hear me comment on this foul affair any more.