We all had sympathy for poor little Prince Harry … he was a ruddy-looking child with lost horizons in his eyes. He was the product of a broken marriage, bereavement and speculation about his mum and dad’s morals. And it went on and on.
And on.
Not only this but he was a key member of what is one of the world’s most publicly dysfunctional families who live in a tumbled-down council house in the better part of town.
There was a vulnerability too that made his blue eyes sad.
Yet can any of his traumatic – but ultimately priveliged – life really ever justify the vengeance and coldness of throwing his own family under the golden coach for hundreds of millions of pounds.
Harry is no longer that child from 1997 consumed by loss and betrayal.
He is a Big Boy now – a dad of two, on the cusp of middle age and, like so many family members we’ve all despaired over, refuses to accept he could be to blame for anything that’s ever gone wrong.
Harry only sees himself as the victim.
Even the shameful wearing of a Nazi outfit in 2005 was actually his brother and Kate’s fault. He would never have worn it to a party if they hadn’t found it so hilarious!
And then of course there is the time his brother put the Willies up Harry by assaulting him as he insulted his wife.
Then horror of horrors a pet food bowl became involved and little Willy broke Harry’s necklace!
This of course followed the revelation that lovely Harry had no real negative feelings about the 25 people he claims to have killed in his army career.
From hero to villain in a ruthless fell-swoop to make his glitter-kissed life into a royal fortune.
Yep, he was once potentially our most popular Royal, But now he is being seen for what he is, a whingeing, moaning manipulative, accusing finger that refuses to move on no matter what his ghost writers and editors push to the upper echelons of his truth.
Personally, I believe, like any family member who tortures others, he has crossed that bridge too far…
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