Prince Harry: Jumped-Up White Trash
Jared Taylor, American Renaissance, January 13, 2023
A traitor to family, nation, crown, and race.
It can no longer be denied: Henry, Duke of Sussex, prince of the blood, fifth in line to the throne, is jumped-up white trash.
He would be an absolute nobody if he had not been born into royalty, but he has now taken a wrecking ball to the very institution — one that goes back 1,200 years — that is the only reason we even know his name.
After complaining for decades that the press gives the royals no privacy, he is settling family scores in the most exhibitionistic, public way possible.
Most unforgivably, despite his upbringing, he doesn’t even understand the nature, purpose, and role of the British monarchy.
I suppose he can’t help being a self-absorbed ignoramus, but he has paraded his swinishness before a prurient and smirking public — for money. He is a traitor to family, nation, tradition and, of course, to his race.
This all comes tumbling out in his new book, a Netflix series for which he and his wife got $100 million, and in a series of shamelessly promotional television interviews with some of the biggest names in British and American media.
First, what does he say about himself? He confesses to intense anxiety attacks and extensive therapy. His beard is “a shield to my anxiety.”
He wonders whether it is a “security blanket” or a “mask.” He says that to console himself for the loss of his mother, Princess Diana, when he was 12, he puts on her perfume: “‘Her scent, her perfume and spraying it and being able to unlock memories that I never thought I had . . . but there are memories of pre-12-year-old Harry that I will never be able to unlock and that sucks.”
There are the details about getting frostbite on his penis during an Artic hike, and he tells the world that his brother, the future king, is circumcised. We hear how he lost his virginity in a field behind a pub to an older woman who, he says, thought he was “a young stallion.”
Now, old sex partners go on TV to boast about how they taught the young prince a trick or two.
Harry lacerates his father, Charles III, as “never quite ready for parenthood.”
He didn’t have the “time” or the “patience” for it, and didn’t cuddle him when Mummy died. He describes his father as “peacocking in front of Meg” “with much theatre” as he explains something.
His stepmother Camilla, the queen consort, is a “villain,” “in bed with the devil,” leaking nasty stories to the press to make herself look good.
There were “bodies left in the street because of that.”
His brother William was jealous because the future king always had to play the part of heir to the throne, while Harry could do more of what he liked.
Harry says that William and his wife Kate thought it would be funny if he wore a Nazi uniform to a private costume party when he was 20 years old.
That, he says, was “one of the biggest mistakes in my life.” It was their fault.
And then, there’s Meghan Markle. How could he have possibly thought that a two-bit actress, a classless American, could ever be royalty?
She couldn’t even understand why royals dress carefully even when they’re not in the limelight.
Harry says that from the beginning, his brother William found Meghan “difficult,” “rude,” and “abrasive,” but that was only because William was hypnotized by the British media, which hated her.
This is absurd. William got his impressions straight from the woman herself, at a time when the British media was positive, even effusive, about her.
One insider says tolerable relations with the family didn’t last long into Harry’s marriage in 2018, and that the “fantasy was always doomed.”
Just three days after her $40-million fairy-tale wedding, she was invited to the 70th birthday party of her father-in-law, the future King of England.
He had agreed at the last minute to give the bride away.
Why? Because her bumpkin father was claiming to be too sick to travel after a scandal in which he admitted he took money from paparazzi to take pictures of him.
So, did the freshly minted Duchess of Sussex show any gratitude at the birthday party? Fifteen minutes into the event, she turned to Harry and said, “Harry, this is really boring. Let’s leave. . . . this is so boring. We’ve done our bit. Everyone knows we’ve been here. Let’s go.”
Harry told her to stay.
When Meghan was living with the prince in Kensington Palace, she was a tyrant to the palace staff. She reportedly reduced several young ladies to tears and bullied at least two into quitting.
Jason Knauf, her PR man, made a formal complaint to palace authorities, calling her behavior “totally unacceptable.” Harry, of course, says she was a model of decorum and solicitude.
Harry claims the real problem was that he and his coarse wife were “stealing the limelight” from William and Kate, the future queen, and that Meghan was “doing the job [of royal] better than someone who was born to do this.”
Yes, he really said that. Now, he is telling the world he was just trying to modernize the monarchy for the 21st century, and the family missed a “huge” opportunity by not falling in love with and behaving just like this American upstart.
“It’s what she said to me right from the beginning, representation. And I, as a privileged white man, didn’t really understand what she was talking about.”
Meghan Markle is a scheming egomaniac — even her half-brother publicly warned Harry not to marry her.
But I don’t go so far as the British columnist Jeremy Clarkson: “At night, I’m unable to sleep as I lie there, grinding my teeth and dreaming of the day when she is made to parade naked through the streets of every town in Britain while the crowds chant, “Shame!” and throw lumps of excrement at her.”
What did Harry think of that? It fuels a “pandemic of violence against women,” he said, idiotically.
That’s how he thinks. About Rupert Murdoch, who owns Fox news, he says, he’s “evil,” with political views “just to the right of the Taliban.”
Naturally, in the eyes of egalitarians, Harry’s greatest achievement is to have exposed royal “racism.”
Ever since the interview with Oprah Winfrey in 2021 in which Meghan said that some unnamed royal wondered about the skin color of their future children, Harry had never denied the swirling accusations of “racism.” Now he says the family has only “unconscious bias” of the kind he had until Meghan cured him. Libs are furious: “Prince Harry slammed for denying royal family ‘racism’ claims.”
Everyone so wanted the King of England to be a racist!
To my amazement, Harry defends Lady Suzan Hussey, who had been Queen Elizabeth’s lady in waiting for 60 years, until she was banished from the castle for “racism.”
At a palace reception, she quite naturally asked a black woman — dressed in African regalia and sporting a name tag that said Ngozi Fulani — where she was from, even after she said she was “British.” “Ngozi Fulani says racism she experienced from Lady Hussey was ‘abuse’.”
Of course, next thing you know, “Ngozi Fulani to meet King Charles, Queen Consort Camilla amid racism row.”
Harry now says he understands what Lady Hussey meant, that she did no harm, and that even Meghan “thinks she’s great.”
The duke better make up his mind about the royals. Just last month he and Meghan accepted a Ripple of Hope Award from the Robert F. Kennedy Foundation. RFK’s daughter Kerry Kennedy “handed them their award for fighting racism within the royal family.”
It was in early 2020 that the duke and duchess announced they were “stepping back” from royal duties, and left the country.
The New York Times explained why they went: “Black Britons Know Why Meghan Markle Wants Out. It’s the racism.”
First, they buggered off to Vancouver Island in Canada, in a bid for privacy, but what do you know: They didn’t like privacy after all.
They moved into a $14 million 18,000-square-foot house in Southern California for — let’s face it — the opposite of privacy.
Harry said he had “outgrown” the island.
Even as they heap abuse on the royal family and glory in American-style celebrity, these two insist on keeping their titles of duke and duchess — even as they give ammunition to people who want to wreck the monarchy.
The Guardian loves every minute of it. “We might pity the institution’s inmates and escapees, or be horrified by them, or turn a blind eye to the inherent coldnesses and cruelties of their existence.”
You see, the British now understand there are two types of royals: “obviously tortured and damaged and miserable but enduring it for their whole lives out of duty” (good) and “obviously tortured and damaged and miserable but saying so out loud and at length” (bad).
Now that he has ditched Britain for America, Harry goes on TV here and gets whoops and cheers from the audience by telling it America is a great place to live.
And, once again, the New York Times explains why America has “fallen so hard for Harry and Meghan.”
“The fact that the Sussexes ditched a country they characterize as anti-immigrant, overrun with racists and burdened by the legacy of colonialism makes Americans feel better about their own country, which also (whoops) might be described as anti-immigrant, overrun with racists and burdened by the legacy of colonialism.”
This is all so pathetic, so tiresome, you wonder how the libs can keep at it.
Harry claims he isn’t trying to wreck the monarchy. He says he wants to reform and improve it, and he may be fool enough to believe what he says.
Has he completely forgotten the love and admiration with which his grandmother, Elizabeth II was sent off by a grieving people just last fall?
Did he even notice? Or was he too busy with his beard and Mummy’s perfume and the thrill of “fighting racism”?
A monarch is a unifying symbol of a people; he is patriarch, guide, leader. He embodies what the nation wants to think is best and noblest about itself. The British crown is an ancient and precious thing. Wearing it is a hard job, but Elizabeth wore it well. The British people clearly yearn for a crowned head to admire, even in this an age of malevolent egalitarianism.
Charles is a weakling, but by all appearances, William is preparing to do his best. Harry’s idea of royalty seems to be reality-TV in a palace, dressed in funny clothes, with plenty of boorish non-whites to prove he’s not racist. What a dunce!
A millionaire dunce. Its first day on sale in Britain, his book set a record, selling 400,000 copies. Throw in the US and Canada, and it sold another million.
It will be translated into 15 languages. Thus does the traitor-prince shore up the British crown. The publisher’s fluff page says his book is full of “hard-won wisdom about the eternal power of love over grief.”
That’s his story, and he’s sticking to it.
I’d say it’s full of narcissism, revenge, betrayal, and white-trash vulgarity.