With the departure of politicians like Queen Elizabeth II , the era elusive under our feet becomes even smaller. This era can be compared to an ice field, once powerful and strong, now melted, cracked and shattered. Surrounded by clear water and everyone screaming, "Freedom! Swim free!" it suddenly is difficult to swim, not knowing where and why. What comforts is knowing that there are pieces from the crack of the ice field that are still floating, and to which an exhausted person can grab onto. But there are less and less of those pieces.

The passing era consisted of strong rocks. People who have gone through real wars, not internet wars. People who know what an idea is, how difficult it is to produce it and even more difficult to defend it, convincing others of their righteousness. They managed to lead the people, the state, make history, create the greatest future without internet and cellular communication. Future that today becomes the greatest past. They managed to occupy the minds of millions of people with their personality. They were not afraid to refuse and stand their ground, they were not afraid of their own courage, they knew what national pride and human dignity are. Today the last of them are leaving and there will be no more like them.

If you ask anyone today who knows the slightest bit of modern history who personifies the political life of Great Britain in the twentieth century, they will answer "Winston Churchill and Queen Elizabeth". They are the makers of British history and will always be remembered, because everything rests upon people like them. Or rather, rested upon. It is impossible to imagine how hard it was for Queen Elizabeth, a person who met the greatest people of the century (she remembered Churchill and you can imagine what she was thinking when she saw Truss), a person who is a reflection of time, energetic and strong-willed to feel her weakness and powerlessness before the modern time. To watch how the royal house degrades and crumbles, how something that once was eternal and unshakable for her, like Stonehenge, is now collapsing. With what difficulty did she agree that she, who once ruled over millions of people, now had no power even over herself and her home. Now she is on the tablets of history and will remain there forever. In memory, books and monuments