Believe it or not, it has been only a year since Prince Harry and Meghan Markle made the decision to cleave themselves from the royal family. If it feels like longer, it could just be due to the monotony of pandemic life. Alternatively, it might be because Meghan and Harry have spent that year cramming in roughly a decade’s worth of complaining.
You would think that the worst is now over for them. The heartache of leaving Britain has faded. The controversy over their eleventh-hour coronavirus-skirting border flounce to California has been forgotten. Part of their court case against The Mail on Sunday has been favorably resolved without a trial. They now have the exact life they wanted: dripping in Netflix money, watching their super-latte investment get heralded by Oprah on Instagram, making whatever insipidly pseudo-positive podcasts they like from their corner of paradise.