Dirty Harry
‘IN response to the statement Prince Harry has now apologised and that should be an end to the matter, 89% of those polled by the Sun said they agreed with it.
| ”By the far right, quick march” |
Which means – as even Prince Harry could work out (with little or no help from his art teacher) – 11% of us think the matter should rumble on.
And never let it be said that the Sun ignores the minorities – whether they be native, colonial or royal – as it brings us the front-page headline: SWILLS AND HARRY.
In it, readers learn that Harrys dad, angry Charles, has ordered his youngest son to make amends for his Nazi fancy dress shame by mucking out the pigs on his farm.
Says a Royal source: His father thought a few days getting his hands dirty might focus his mind.
But what will those 11% make of it? Well, as luck has it, many of this group work for the press, and over in the Express, Vanessa Feltz (Prince Prat Is The Final Royal Insult) is upset.
Given that headline, we pretty much know what to expect in the article, which calls Harry a lucky sperm and hears one former Royal aide call Harry stupid and his circle of friends revolting.
And the Mirrors Tony Parsons is also one of the 11% minority, telling the world how Harrys antics epitomise his belief that the Royals are doomed.
The list of words used to describe Prince Harry in the Express is now extended in the Mirror to include braying, upper-class twit and thick little sod.
And whats more, the ginger (one of our own descriptive words there) Prince might just have cost London its chance of staging the 2012 Olympic Games.
Most of us could not care where the event is staged, but the Mirror is sticking with todays theme of talking to the minority and reveals that Olympic fans may pay the price for the thicko Princes stupidity.
And coming on top of the Queens alleged comments that Paris was the better city, it spells bad news for London mayor Ken Livingstone and anyone else who backs the London bid.
Of course, one way round it would be to follow Harrys example. So, down to your local fancy dress shop, put on your Nazi gear and take the ferry to France and the fight to the French.
The Games are afoot, as a fan of Harry once put it…’
Posted: 17th, January 2005 | In: Tabloids Comment | TrackBack | Permalink
