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Much more private than hiring a butler with a huge ostrich feather to fan you.
"A butler?" you'll sneer. "I don't need a butler. I've got a Ceiling Fan!" And then you'll light your cigarette with a thousand dollar bill (the money you earned from letting country yokles pay to come and stare at your slowly-turning ceiling-mounted air pushing device) and laugh the hearty laugh of a robber baron. That's the sort of power a ceiling fan can bring into your life!
Oh, but don't worry, nobody will have to lose their jobs. As long as there's a Royal Family in England, someone will be hiring butlers.