Unlike Patrick Chan, I don't mind getting in your face for the fun of it, like when the Chan Gushing Police issues tickets for violations, even in the Patrick Lane. So let me tell you a story:
In the Golden Kingdom, there are great temples and shrines for Great Heroes from the past, elavated to God and Godess status to be worshipped, with offerings from the best of the land. There are royalties in their palaces, exalted regularly, occasionally criticised but duely defended by their loyal subjects. There are little princes and princesses watched over carefully for future greatness, especially if they are from a proper lineage. There are dukes and duchesses, counts and countesses, possible successors to the thrones, with supporters and detractors of their own.
The Golden Kingdom is a generally civilized place with few laws. Most people go about their businesses with freedom and good manners. They get to choose their idols and manarchs, often amused with others' choices and occasionally get into my-queen-is-greater-than-your-queen arguments. However, like any society with its own culture, especially since there are few written laws, there are customs, practices, and unwritten laws. Some people even write their own laws and believe they are to be respected, enforced, and any offender duely admonished and disciplined.
Now there is a Prince Patrick, from a humble clan which has produced great Kings over the years, who is however made from a somewhat different mould. He looks and talks a little differently and takes a little getting used to for some people. But oh can he ride his horse and wield his sword! And he started slaying dragons at a young age. But that got on a great many people's nerves for various reasons as people do find their reasons. He is called a jester who should only bow before other Royalties, be talked to but not to talk back. But the young Prince didn't read laws written for him and dared to challenge the much adored Prince Hunky, outraging Hunk's masses of devoted subjects and upholders of certain version of traditions. Prince Patrick continued on his journey, and when his horse got injured and almost threw him off in The Royal Ultimate Dragan Slaying Race, the crowd cheered, except for Prince Gaga and his own legions of die hard admirers because Prince Patrick caught up with him at the finish line, ahead by a nose. Oh, Prince Patrick kept gaining haters from the masses even as he went on to slay more dragons than any other current dragon slayers. He also plays well with other Princes and Princesses who like and enjoy play time with him. He has been invited to parties thrown by the young and beautiful Queen Divine, and he showed up to escort Princess Ingenue in her Ball. Some of the most adorable young princes even openly admire him!
Now all these don't go well with some people at all. They charge the High Priests and Priestesses of The Royal Court for bestowing undeserved honours instead of stripping the young Prince of his noble title. In the Golden Kingdom, Pelting Prince Patrick becomes the most popular and perfectly fun game to paly anytime and anywhere. It is barrels of laughs as people outdo each other in how much and in how many ways they can put down, mock, judge and condemn Prince Patrick. It has become an instilled part of the culture and a proud tradition.
Well, Prince Patrick is not without his supporters. After all, he does ride his horse and wield his sword gloriously and he gallantly slays one dragon after another. Most people from his clan is mighty proud of him, and a good many from all over who can see for themselves what a fine Prince he really is. But his is a clan of humble polite people who are not prone to speaking up in any loud voice, which makes Prince Patrick's outspokenness particularly jolting and unacceptable to many outside the clan, even as there are those who find it a real hoot. The prevailing culture in the Kingdom has rendered it uncool to support Prince Patrick, even unsafe to speak well of him or to refute any allegations of crimes against him. Nonetheless, a few of his subjects do boldly believe in their freedom to voice their approval of their Prince and to defend his honour while he is out busy slaying dragons. To their surprise, they discover laws have been enacted by some other denizens of the Kingdom to not speak well of Prince Patrick in public places, where Special Police patrols deligently to warn anybody out of line and spoiling the fun of Pelting Prince Patrick. To their even greater surprise, the Special Police even comes to chastize and issue tickets in an invited gathering in a private home to discuss the Prince! Heaven forbid a little shrine might be installed in a room somewhere in the Kingdom and, who knows, it might eventually even lead to a temple being built for Prince Patrick in the Land dotted with landmark Temples and all sorts of large, ornate, beautifull houses of worship.
Well, there is an impertinent member of Prince Patrick clan who has come to live in this fabled Kingdom and, horrors, is a reckless loud mouth with no regards for private laws and private police! The scoundrel stands up and tears up the tickets and says: Prince Patrick is here, what you gonna do? I am here, what do you gonna do?