Obviously, we only know anything about Harry and Meaghan from either the ‘hated’ media, or the ‘trusted’ documentary team at Netflix, neither of whom could lie straight in bed if their lives depended on it.
Harry appears to have matured into a man with a major chip on his shoulder about the cards life has dealt him thus far.
Unlike his brother, whose career path and destiny have been laid out since the moment of his birth, Harry is doomed to be the proverbial ‘spare’, with no defined role or position to fulfil.
Apart from his time in the army, where he must have relished the structure and simplicity of military life, he has drifted with nothing to do, apart from get into trouble and date girls.
Finally, he has met someone who shares his somewhat immature and idealistic ideas about conservation and climate change, and has listened to his endless woes about the tragic loss of his mother, and his suffocating life in an institution he detests, apart from the wealth and privilege it affords him.
Harry appears to see Meaghan as the proverbial answer to all his problems, and he is clearly besotted with her.
Meaghan however, is very very different indeed.
She has lived in the real world, with some success as an actress, and must have seen marriage to Harry as a pathway to castles, ballgowns, and twenty-four-seven adoration and deference.
Sadly, she appears to have found the pecking order of royalty, which has been in place for over a thousand years, not to her liking, and decamped to America, with Harry in tow, both of them bolstering up their inward-looking obsession with how badly the whole world, including Harry’s family and the dreadful media, have treated them.
It does appear, that Meaghan is the driving force behind the sensational documentary series, given the advance preparation of twenty-four seven camera access that makes up nearly all of it.
She comes across as a self-pitying diva with the clanging absence of realisation of just how privileged she is in her multi-million-dollar mansion with her two beautiful children, and her adoring, if somewhat lost and confused husband, to listen adoringly to her tales of woe.
But as you would expect with two such utterly self-centred boorish ungrateful immature fools as this couple are, they have not the slightest inkling of the need to look beyond tomorrow.
What happens when the novelty of this documentary dies down, and the speed of its loss of impact will be equal to the height of its interest – huge, and rapid, and then what?
You can’t make a lifetime career out of being a victim, and as long as Harry has the word ‘Prince’ in front of his name, and Meaghan the word ‘Duchess’ in front of hers, the sympathy they obviously believe is their complete entitlement, is never going to be forthcoming, especially here in the UK where people are struggling to pay bills and get hospital appointments.
When the novelty wears off in the U.S., what then?
Showbusiness, and that is what Harry and Meaghan are in, is a voracious capricious beast that gobbles up anything that grabs its sixty-second attention span, before it spits it out and moves on to something else in its endless need for the next ‘thing’ to excite the public with.
The next twelve months will be interesting, when the novelty of a member of the royal family who speaks to the world, but sadly, only ever to spend his life moaning about how hard done to he is, and a wife who clearly feels she was sold a pup by marrying him, wears off, what then?
Enjoy your brief moment in the sun Sussexes, it was never going to last.
But you are both too immature and self-obsessed to get around to realising that, until that reality bites you in the bottom.
And it will, because it always does.