Poor Harry’s a Dim Bulb
This is a fascinating article.
You know how you read something that just nails it, and you realise your opinion has completely changed? This is one article that will do it for you.
For many years, I too fell victim to the “lovable rogue” type of character that was pushed by the media. Poor old Harry, getting himself into scrapes and unfortunate shit like being photographed in the nip in Vegas, just cutting loose like any other young dude. The costume party with the Nazi uniform- even that could get an eye roll, because when you live in England and understand the bleak, dark dry humour that truly does not translate to North America… even that, I gave him a disgruntled pass. (And I say that as a Jew myself, with a bone dry English sense of humour.)
But the article above laid bare is VERY interesting.
It’s becoming crystal clear that the Ginger Whinger is just not very bright.
See, I operate at the level that assumes people have a baseline of modicum intelligence. But with Harry, I’m legit concerned. He is an entire house of cards cascading down- and he’s just not very smart. In fact, I believe he’s an army meathead, but the very worst kind: which is an army meathead with something to prove, but with a protection team around him 24/7 that serves to let him believe he’s actually a hero… without the effort of truly lifting one impotent finger. (Kind of like saying you are a stunt man for your job, but all you do is ride rollercoasters and scream.) Part of the job of his protection officers is to protect him, and the other part is to let him believe he’s actually doing something for real, when he isn’t. Yikes.
Which begs the question: Who is the easiest victim? The answer is that it’s a stupid person who is hungry for some sort of approval, because when a heart is hungry, it will eat lies. How on earth has Harry managed to be snowed so badly? A man that has everything- money, riches, fame all at his fingertips, and yet he has put it all on the line for what? A C-list cable actress on the make, with a blog full of artifice and PR fakery and bullshit parroting back to him what he dearly wants to hear?
“Harry, there is no one like you. I totally understand you. The world misunderstands you. You are so smart- the smartest man I have ever met. And we will change the world together. You are your mother’s son. I see things in you that no one else sees. You are better than your brother- he is born into a role- a shoebox, but not of his own making. But you- you can be anything you want to be! Because you have that power and ability but without all the trappings! You are free! So let’s change the world together! The poor, sad prince and the poor, unloved showgirl. And we’ll start right away! Right after we go on holiday to Fiji and I buy a £56K dress, and we do a photoshoot for Vanity Fair and I play in the Spencer jewel vault! But really, I’m ALLLLLLLLLL about the humanitarianism. And the roasted chickens.”
I don’t think I feel sorry for Harry anymore. We can only feel pity for so long for a person who refuses to help themselves. After that it’s disgust- or worse, disinterest. Plenty of people go through “hard times” and they do not have the benefit of riches or unlimited protection. Many people lose mothers, or fathers; they lose their homes, limbs, they go through unspeakable tragedies. They are ravaged by cancer with three toddlers who will become orphans. They suffer life changing violence after a concert in Manchester. Their primary caretaker suffers dementia or is lost through suicide. Nobody is there to pick up their pieces with silver teapots and butlers and palaces. So some bozo infantile prince feeling hard done by because his older brother is getting all the attention is small beans. That quote in the article really said it all; essentially how Harry could be stupid, yet the fault seemed to lie with everyone around him who “let” him get into the Vegas situation. Well, sorry, but no. We all are responsible for our own choices. And only a couple of generations ago, 18 year olds were going off to fight wars overseas as men. And we’re meant to feel sorry for and excuse the actions of a pampered, privileged, spoiled manchild of 33 years of age because the media and public is not fawning over his famewhore cable actress fiancée? Give me a break.
Bottom line, respect is earned. Not given blindly. If you want respect, do not insult the intelligence of the public by trying to pretend your hustler girlfriend is something she is not. She has told you whatever you wanted to hear to make you believe in the best version of yourself. And you could be anyone. Anyone! Whatever you project out, she projects back. And as with all users, she will eventually get bored and look for the next thing. Two bottomless pits orbiting each other, each trying to maintain their own gravity, and not to succumb to an individual black hole.
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