in another life jon would have been catelyn’s favorite (step)son because he’s basically just a teenage boy version of her: he’s all about duty and honor BUT family comes first. he hates the lannisters and their pretty blonde hair and those deep green eyes that you could just drown in. theon violently disgusts him because nothing is ever that funny. he’s never felt truly at home in winterfell the way that ned and the other kids do. everyone and everything pisses him off. he has no time for stupidity. he’s inherited all of the duties of the firstborn son without being the firstborn son. he would die for robb. he chooses love over duty because his sister is more important. he puts his faith in someone he doesn’t trust because that’s how much he wants her back. everyone thinks he’s crazy because she’s just a girl. he tries to save her anyway. his own men betray and murder him for it, but he doesn’t stay dead because he can’t rest until he knows that arya is safe. oh and don’t forget the matching eye scars. what I’m trying to say is that jon is catelyn’s woke son.
The royal box at Wimbledon during the Gentlemen’s Singles Final between Americans Jack Kramer and Tom Brown, London, July 4, 1947. Photo by Douglas Miller
Front row, L-R: Princess Margaret, Lord Templewood, Queen Elizabeth, Wimbledon Chairman Sir Louis Greig and King George VI. Greig and the King (then Duke of York) competed together in the Gentlemen’s Doubles at the tournament in 1926; Lord Templewood (aka Sir Samuel Hoare) competed against the pair in a practice session.
The Prince of Wales calls out someone to join him on his side of the Royal Box as he attends day two of Royal Ascot 2024 at Ascot Racecourse in Ascot, England | 18 JUNE 2025
“William literally told Harry he loved him, just wanted him to be happy, and that he genuinely felt sick about everything. He swore in their mother’s life. But Harry rejected William. Why? Because the Netflix docu and Spare had not come out yet at that time, and Harry still needed to sell his brother for millions. And yet when Harry gives another interview claiming he wants “reconciliation” William is supposed to be the bad guy for not responding in any way. Give me a break!” - Submitted by Anonymous
Princess Anne and Sir Tim Laurence travelling by horse and carriage to La Coupee, a narrow walkway connecting Sark and Little Sark, to attend commemorations in Sark to mark its liberation anniversary on 10 May 2025 🇨🇶
When someone is fortunate enough to be born into privilege, how it shapes them is a mark of character. In William we see a sense of duty. In you Harry, a sense of entitlement. As ugly as it is shameful. - Judith Woods for The Telegraph.
Harry’s latest interview and the statement he released afterwards confirmed what many have suspected for years now: he’s entitled, delusional, and deeply arrogant. Worse still, he’s ignorant of the very institution he constantly criticises yet desperately clings to. He condemns it as toxic and broken, insists he’s moved on but keeps fighting for the privileges it once gave him. He doesn’t understand how it works, never has—but wants all the perks back, without any of the responsibility. It’s exhausting to watch.
Any rational person would think that this recent ruling would be the final chapter in a five-year saga of legal battles and self-inflicted drama. But Harry doesn’t operate on logic or self-awareness. That much is obvious.
He paints himself as the only one who “sees the truth,” convinced everyone else that the monarchy, the media, the public and the courts are out to get him. He never stops to consider the possibility that maybe the issue is him. He lives in an echo chamber; one he’s been building since 2018—if not earlier—where he’s always the misunderstood hero and eternal victim. He wants to tear down the BRF while being treated like he’s still a key part of it. He wants out but also wants in—just on his own terms. No duties, no accountability, but all the status and security. Even when asked what exactly makes him feel unsafe, the best he could offer was:“Everything.” It’s vague, dramatic, and ultimately meaningless. It reveals the truth—he doesn’t even know what he’s fighting for anymore.
Or maybe he does, but saying it out loud would destroy the entire argument. Because this isn’t about visiting the UK. It’s about image and money. What Harry really wants is to be treated like a globally protected figure again, someone who receives the deference and protocol of a working royal, regardless of the fact that he quit. He walked away. He chose to step down. No one pushed him. And now he wants the best of both worlds—freedom and prestige. But that’s not how it works.
Harry was never really in love with public service—he was in love with how it made him feel. Different. Special. He doesn’t see himself as another celebrity; he sees himself as equal to, if not above, his father and brother. And that, more than anything, is the root of all this.
Because deep down, Harry isn’t happy. He doesn’t look happy, sound happy, or act like someone who’s found peace. That’s because he doesn’t know what happiness is. He chases it through lawsuits, interviews, status, and whatever project Meghan is trying to sell next— but none of it works. He’s constantly shifting the narrative, redefining the source of his pain and the terms of his redemption. And in every version of the story, he’s always the victim.
But what makes it worse is that he’s dragging others into this circus. People who want no part in the chaos he brings. He talks about reconciliation, forgiveness, healing—but who, in their right mind, would forgive everything he’s said and done? And more to the point—why is it suddenly the family who needs to forgive him? them? Just a few years ago, it was the other way around. They were demanding apologies. They were the ones supposedly betrayed. Now that script has flipped, and we’re meant to just accept it? What happened to the accusations of racism—sorry, “unconscious bias”? What about the claims that Meghan was suicidal because of the family? That they were jealous of her popularity, her “grace,” her perfect image? Are we supposed to believe all of that just vanished? Forgotten? Or maybe it wasn’t true at all. Maybe it was exaggerated, misunderstood, or simply the product of a toxic narrative they created for their own gain. Somewhere out there, Thomas Markle must be watching all of this unfold with a mix of rage and bitter satisfaction.
Harry and Meghan allowed the royal family to be dragged through the mud. They stood by while people insulted Charles, Camilla, William and Catherine—based on their version of the story. And now they’re supposed to believe they’re just over it? That they’re ready to go back? That they’ve found it in themselves to forgive?
Is this all some kind of elaborate game? Because if it is, it’s not a very good one. And worst of all—it’s one they keep losing.
But this won’t end here. It never does. Because Harry needs this drama. It gives him purpose, identity and visibility. When the headlines die down, he finds ways to reignite them—another lawsuit, another documentary, another book. Because the truth is, they need money, and they need relevance. And let’s be real: crepe mixes and wellness brands won’t bring either.
That’s why I don’t blame Charles and William for staying quiet and keeping their distance. Can you imagine the fear that every word, every message, every glance could end up splashed across an interview, twisted in a book, or worse, dragged into a courtroom? That’s not a relationship. That’s a liability. Whatever was once there between them has been eroded beyond recognition. The betrayal wasn’t just public—it was personal. And now, it feels permanent.
The hard truth is that Harry is chasing a happiness that doesn’t exist. He’s searching for peace, purpose, status—whatever it is—but he’s looking in all the wrong places. And until he faces himself and the choices he’s made, this will just keep going. Round and round. Statement after statement. Interview after interview. Always the victim. Always misunderstood.
And maybe the cruellest twist of all—for both of them—is that five years ago, they set out on this journey thinking they’d find freedom, fortune, and greatness. But all they’ve really found is sadness, division, and slow, creeping irrelevance. And that’s not just tragic. That’s the price of burning bridges you never learned to build.
1958/2025 - David Attenborough and Prince Charles at the BBC television studios. 67 years later, Sir David Attenborough and King Charles III attending the premiere of ‘Ocean with David Attenborough’ at the Royal Festival Hall.
