At least King Charles is rocking the Star Wars villain look.

New life goal acquired. Become a billionaire. Construct an absurdly lavish crown of solid gold and precious jewels - so lavish, in fact, that it makes the holy crown of the Roman Empire look as though it's a paper crown from Burger King (home of the flame-broiled beesechussy). Wear this crown everywhere, every single day, in every public appearance. Set 1 billion aside to maintain your billionaire status, and live only off the interest to afford your Burger King sandwiches. Spend the remainder of your income (billions of it) on charities and other humanitarian causes. Contribute toward paying down or paying off entirely the debts of the poor and the working class. Buy Smuckers just to ensure that their jam continues being delicious and that the capitalists don't fuck it up like they did Cadbury. Continue to act as a beacon of hope and good-will, but never stop wearing that crown until the day you die.