‘He’s all beige… stripped of all his spicy red lifeblood’: JULIE BURCHILL’S verdict on Prince Harry’s ‘intimate conversation’ with trauma therapist Gabor Mate
There’s something so unspecifically sad about charging people £17 to watch a livestreamed event.
If Harry wanted to add more money to his Netflix millions so subscribers could listen in on an ‘intimate conversation’ about ‘living with loss and the importance of personal healing’ then why not charge £20?
Together with Dr. Gabor Maté, the “trauma expert” and proponent of both Hamas and hallucinogenic drugs, the whole thing felt like a session on adult subscription site OnlyFans.
Doctor Mate bears an unfortunate resemblance to a pensive tortoise, while Harry is now all beige: beige skin, beige hair, beige clothes – as if all the spicy red lifeblood is being sucked out of him.
And as they spent the entire hour sitting on some soft sofas bathed in the light of an open fire, viewers got the same old chatter and banter we’ve become accustomed to now.
Harry is all beige now: beige skin, beige hair, beige clothes – as if all the spicy red lifeblood is draining from him.
Together with Dr. Gabor Maté, the “trauma expert” and proponent of both Hamas and hallucinogenic drugs, the whole thing felt like a session on adult subscription site OnlyFans.
The noble prince wants to be of service, to empower others and to encourage people to be vulnerable – preferably while they are held upside down and the money shaken out of their pockets.
Stuck in his favorite rhythm, Harry said he doesn’t see himself as a victim and doesn’t want sympathy.
And I’m a little unicorn.
We are apparently all connected through trauma – or at least ‘99.9 percent of us’.
How reassuring it is when mental health experts like Harry are so strict with the statistics.
At times he seemed to grope his way to some kind of sanity, saying he had “an incredible childhood.”
But the doctor corrected him that his story was “a story of hardship,” characterized by the three great childhood traumas: the death of a parent, divorce, conflict in a family.
“Isn’t that true for most of us?” asked Harry innocently.
The doctor diagnosed him with Attention Deficit Disorder – what we Brits better know as ADHD – and after 20 minutes of this waffle, I felt I might get it too.
There were a few laughs: the Prince’s claim that “I’ve always tried to dot the i’s and cross the t’s” sadly reminded me of Harry’s lack of academic ability.
It all ended with a big old mushy speech about how Meghan “saved” him with her “wisdom.”
Hopefully, after such a tribute, Harry didn’t sleep in the couple’s oft-filmed California chicken coop last night.