No one really cares about the HRHs doing their dull ribbon-cutting duties. It’s the drama, and the villains, that we’re after
Well now: a “21st-century monarchy”. As an oxymoron to run a mile from, it’s up there with “fourth-century brain surgery”. Trying to clean up after the Meghan and Harry interview feels a little like asking a series of decapitated mafia soldiers if they can produce an email trail showing they raised their issues with their line manager.
The institution headed by the Queen, 94, is accused of racism, along with an as yet unnamed member of the royal family on whom the net of fevered suspicion is likely to close. A lot of people will have dealt with racist family members of their own, of course – but concerns about bloodline mean so much more coming from any royal house founded on intermarriage. Even so, it feels a little late for the royals to be taking an interest in genetics. A child being a quarter African American is somewhat less of a talking point than one side of that child’s family having repeatedly bred with its cousins for half the 19th and 20th centuries.
