Having married a Brit, I have become more versed on the English culture and aware of the monarchy. Although I recall the news and interest by members of my family in the royal family when it came to Lady Diana, I have never really paid attention to it. Yet, I will never forget the day that Diana died in Paris as I sat watching in the living room of my Japanese host family. This was further punctuated in my memory when less than a week later, Mother Theresa also passed away. It felt somehow more meaningful than coincidental.
For no legitimate reason, as I know nothing about them nor should I care that much, but still, I have long disliked the new king and his mistress, now wife now queen consort. Perhaps, it is because of the fact he has had a mistress and no amount of explanation will ever make it OK in my book even if he is now happy and supposedly with the woman he always should have been with.
Still, I have consumed the entire Netflix series of The Crown. Often, we joke that I consider it a documentary – obviously I know it is not. I did further watch the actual docuseries of Harry & Meghan. As I type this, I’m just on the last minutes of Prince Harry’s book – Spare – on audio.
From all of it, I have found absolutely shocking that there has yet to be any serious recourse for the press who one could arguably say holds the sole responsibility for all of the problems from Diana on. Despite this, the general public continues to consume, believe, and demand more lies from the press. Even after hearing the truth from the actual persons involved, people keep permitting the press to dehumanize actual people who suffer actual consequences. For this, I am most disappointed in humanity.
What is most interesting whenever the discussion of Prince Harry and Meghan come up or the royal family in general is how entitled people feel to judge and point fingers at them or the family – myself included. It’s a bit like with any American celebrity, but magnified.
For me, I have come to conclude that people are people whether royal, peasant, famous, nobody, rich or poor. The press is filled with lies and half-truths, which I had come to understand during the whole of the pandemic period. Still, I continue to be disappointed in the masses. The lack of compassion, empathy or even an ounce of sympathy is mind-boggling. The need to be right, justified, or indignant is beyond fascinating to the point of disbelieving. Our personal egos have become so prominent and self-serving that all sight of what it means to be a fellow human being has become clouded.
While I know this does not apply to all, for I have met many who are exceptions, it still makes me shake my head.
After reading, watching, and hearing about the royals and ex-royals, I only applaud that H and M got out, have attempted to say their piece and are trying to walk a straight path. After all, that is really what any of us are trying to do – or so I hope.
~T π₯πβοΈ
