No one in the world can claim to understand what Prince Harry, Duke of Sussex has been through.

To lose one’s mother at such a young age, while paparazzi looked on and shamelessly snapped photos is certainly traumatic. And it certainly garnered Harry more than his share of pity.

Rightfully so.

But now, more than two decades after the tragic death of Princess Diana, her son is basking shamelessly in the world’s pity, soaking up every moment of media attention his victimhood buys him, selling his family’s once-estimable reputation for a hefty paycheck from Penguin Random House.

Even as his popularity plummets, Harry today published his “tell-all” memoir, Spare, in which he continues his and his wife’s favorite habit of slandering the royal family.

The problem with Haz (as his wife Meghan Markle calls him) is he is no longer merely reliving his childhood trauma, but ever searching for new ways to prolong his lucrative victim narrative. Ever since he married Meghan in 2018, everything seems to have gone downhill for the monarchy’s “spare heir.” Yet he almost seems to revel in it.

The couple quickly became a hand grenade to the royal family, until they exited royal life in 2020–at which point, the two became only more of a nightmare.

Openly levying accusations of racism and bigotry, they gripped the world with their tale of harrowing escape from Harry’s cruel, intolerant family.

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Those rumors spread like wildfire. The beloved Queen went to her grave, reputation tarnished at the hands of two loose-lipped, renegade liars.

Harry later denied that he or his wife had ever made such outlandish accusations, but the damage was already done; Harry’s coveted victim status, secured.

What makes his “tell-all” book so reproachfully disingenuous is that it comes from the pen of a man who purports to be on a crusade for privacy. After a $35 to $40 million book deal, multiple Netflix series, a podcast, and a love affair with the media, Spare is the nail in the coffin of the Sussexes’ claim that privacy ever evades them.

Harry boastfully blabs about taking drugs and losing his virginity (in a field, behind a pub, to an unnamed older woman). He grossly mocks an unattractive, “small, mousy, frazzled,” disabled girl he knew at prep school. He tells multiple stories about his genitals, and even exposes details about his brother’s!

It is not the only thing he has to say about Prince William.

Harry drops the bombshell allegation that William (in his adult life) physically attacked him. He also discloses private details about fights between Meghan and Catherine, Princess of Wales, and leaks deeply intimate conversations at Prince Philip’s funeral.

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For a man who pines for privacy, Harry sure does delight in airing his family’s dirty laundry. For $40 million, who wouldn’t?

He might as well egg Buckingham palace.

The problem is not that one of the most talked about people alive today wrote a book about his personal life; it is that a whiny, spoiled prince is applauded for betraying his family. There are two sides to every story. And only Harry is telling his. Who knows what we would learn about Harry if the rest of the royal family were as treacherous as he is!

The Duke of Sussex revels in being a victim. He is a victim of an awful family. He is a victim of the tabloid press. The fact that we are so enthralled with his book is proof that victimhood sells.

Prince Harry’s vicious slurs should die in obscurity. Instead, they will be eaten up ravenously, proving that this is so much bigger than just Harry. At the root of it, this is about our culture’s chronic victim complex, of which Harry is the poster child.

Jakob Fay is a staff writer for the Convention of States Project, a project of Citizens for Self-Governance.

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