Prince Harry played the victim card again this week. He appeared as a guest speaker for the cringingly left-wing New York Times, at an event billed as his expose on “Mental Health, Disinformation, and the Pursuit of Justice.”
Harry revealed that since the death of his mother, Princess Diana, in 1997, he has been trapped in a world of malicious lies told by the hideous British press and, more recently, lurid claims on social media. Now he wants to seek ‘truth, responsibility and ultimately reconciliation’ from his various enemies.
Crikey, just when did this gentle boy – the son Diana worried about most – born into unimaginable wealth, start thinking he was the reincarnation of Nelson Mandela?
The great South African set up the ‘Truth and Reconciliation Commission’ at the end of apartheid to document the crimes committed under that racist system. It’s a bit rich for Harry to talk about “reconciliation” when he’s spent years doing things he should have known could destroy his relationship with his own family.
During the half-hour interview, Harry again revealed that it took him years of therapy to “clean the windshield of his life.”
Clearly, given this latest self-pitying performance, this is still a work in progress.
Hold on tight, Harry. You’re a ridiculously privileged posh boy – and now just a royal hangover. I suspect hell will freeze over before your brother, William, our beloved Kate and perhaps even your father and Queen Camilla will ever forgive your betrayal.
Prince Harry talks about his life at an event in New York this week
Nelson Mandela, on the other hand, set up the ‘Truth and Reconciliation Commission’ at the end of apartheid to document the crimes committed under that racist system.
Finally, while Harry dismissed rumors that his marriage to Megs was in trouble, he was a solo Englishman in New York while she was at a red carpet event nearly 3,000 miles away in Beverly Hills.
Just saying.
Westminster Wars
- Keir Starmer’s ‘plan for change’ abandoned many of his election promises and gave us new homes, more police, a better NHS and happier children – which created a lot of hot air. His restart was reminiscent of Lenin’s One step forward, two steps back mantra – which ultimately failed, as socialists’ plans always do.
- As for promising 1.5 million new homes in this parliament, the only reason we need these homes is because Labor has truly lost control of our borders. Under Starmer the number of small boats has risen to 20,000 – and it was of course Tony Blair who first opened our borders to uncontrolled migration in 2004.
- The man who single-handedly destroyed London, Mayor Sadiq Khan, is a candidate for a knighthood, although I doubt speculation that Rishi Sunak will put Michael Gove on his roll of honor – the man who stabbed Boris in the back in his failed bid for leadership to acquire. of the Tories.
Maya shows Class
Love Island presenter Maya Jama, above, was the picture of elegance at the Fashion Awards at the Royal Albert Hall, with a green floor-length dress flowing over her sublime curves.
Meanwhile, Myleene Klass opted for an outfit that showed off her legs and breasts with a hint of panties. Clearly, Myleene has never heard Trinny and Susannah’s statement about what not to wear: you can do boobs or legs, but not at the same time – unless you don’t want to look stylish.
Embarrassed, Gregg Wallace is ‘furious’ that his MasterChef co-host of 20 years John Torode has not backed him over allegations of inappropriate sexual behaviour. Instead, insiders reveal that Torode was so unhappy with Wallace’s behavior that he “repeatedly reported it to MasterChef bosses – but no action was taken.” Someone has to ask the question: why did Torode continue to put up with it? Didn’t he have a responsibility to refuse to work with a man accused of such things? No wonder MasterChef is now looking for not one, but two new presenters.
Tulisa’s eyelashes survived splashes!
The mystery remains why Tulisa, above – who left the Celebrity jungle but was expected to remain in Oz until the end of the show – disappeared back to Britain.
I’m even more amazed at the way she maintained the perfect makeup Down Under: arched eyebrows, lip liner and lip gloss, and those huge tarantula false eyelashes.
As a former lash aficionado, I know they barely last a week if they get wet, let alone ten days in this year’s soggy jungle.
And she would be terrified of spiders!
Meanwhile, Coleen Rooney is pulling out all the stops to be crowned Queen of the Jungle, saving her shower moment for this week, wearing a modest tankini top and skimpy £160 Vix bikini bottoms.
Well, her slender body is certainly preferable to that of the corpulent Reverend Richard Coles (or even Nigel Farage’s naked bottom in the last series). And it’s good news for moms everywhere that firm, thick thighs can still be extraordinarily beautiful.
The chances only became smaller who replaces the disgraced Huw Edwards as the face of the BBC it turned out to be former leader Clive Myrie slumped minimum £145,000 on top of that of his £310,000 BBC public speaking salary he ‘forgot’ to report this to the Beeb. It now has to be a shoo-in for my favorite – Sophie Raworth.
Oppenheimer star Emma Dumont has come out as ‘trans-masculine non-binary’ and is emphasizing pronouns. Brave of them to embrace their identity, but when they audition for future roles as women, things can get tricky!