Thursday, August 30, 2012

Why I Don't Feel Sorry for Prince Harry

Little bit behind in commenting on Prince Harry's naked romps in Las Vegas but still....


There's an ad campaign in the States that says "What happens here, stays here." (See above)  It's referring to Las Vegas. Unfortunately when you're third in line to the British throne and the sleaze papers pay your so-called friends mega bucks for any photo of you, - not so much.

I'm not condemning what Harry did; I don't care either way to be honest. What I did find astonishing was the attitude in some parts that his privacy had been violated and he ought to be given a break, etc. etc. Of course his privacy was violated; that's the way of the sleb world these days isn't it? Although he hasn't invited the cameras in, Kardashian-style, he's had twenty eight years to understand that every move he makes is snapped by paparazzi, and sadly, when in private, not all his friends are true friends. What surprises me is that he hasn't learned that yet.

And you know Harry, when you have the lifestyle you have, it's kinda hard to feel sorry for you when you do stupid things. Yes, it must be hard living in a fishbowl, but that's the flip side of the incredibly privileged lifestyle you have. And while it sucks that you never quite know which of your friends you can trust on any given day, I have a feeling that not everyone included in that naked snooker game was a life-long friend. In fact some of them I'm guessing, you had only just met.

So, you take the rough with the smooth. Stop acting like a teenager and perhaps there'll be less of those photos to explain to grandma.

PS. I have just discovered that my kids are also descended from the 1st Baron Spencer (Robert, born 1570) - so quit embarrassing us!


11 comments:

  1. It's hard not to feel a *smidge* sorry for him, but you are totally right. After all this time he hasn't figured out that every single move he makes is going to be recorded or noted somewhere?

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  2. I will give him credit for the fact that he doesn't moan about "his lot in life". Or at least not in public.

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  3. Oh yes, i just realised he is third in line and how much of this is on the tax payers dime? I always remember him wearing that Nazi uniform to a costume party - beggars belief!

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  4. Haha- love the last liner!!! That really made me laugh. My Mum does a lot of ancestry and has also traced my husband's family back to nobility - I can't remember the king, because I was pretending to be unimpressed, as my side of the family (surname Oates) fizzles out in Somerset somewhere! It's led to some interesting conversations about who the workers of the world are, anyway!

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  5. I don't feel even remotely sorry for him because I don't imagine he gives a damn about all this - when it becomes yesterday's news, he'll still have that privileged life, more money than God and every desperate hot chick falling at his feet... :))

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  6. What Lottie said! The only reason to feel sorry for him would be the whole Hewitt scenario, I guess.

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  8. Invasion of privacy is the name of the game with being a celeb, though I agree: Harry might want to choose his room buddies a bit more carefully.

    Robert

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  9. I don't know, I am certainly not a royalist, but I think any individual deserves a degree of privacy. If he was doing something illegal, or of public import, fair enough. But this was just some young woman making a quick buck selling photos to the tabloids.

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  10. I think it's sad to be in a position where you can't trust anyone. But that IS his situation, so he really has only himself to blame. Perhaps he doesn't care. Perhaps he actually likes his reputation.

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  11. Every couple of years one of 'em does something stupid and it's big news. Then it goes away and they get back to what they do best. What's that again......?

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