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The World In Which We Live: Business Is Getting Harry

Out With The Old, In With The New
I'm sure you've heard the story: somewhere-in-line-for-the-throne Prince Harry and wife Meghan are leaving Britain and stepping back from their Royal duties for a new life in the US. And one can be sympathetic, considering her merciless treatment by the British press. With the popularity of the royal family riding high partly in thanks to the popularity of such shows as The Crown, trendy America will be more than happy to welcome a real live prince to its shores.

Look a bit closer and things get interesting.


  • Not only is Harry a member of the Royal Family, he's also a Lieutenant Commander of the Royal Navy, Major of the British Army and Squadron Leader of the Royal Air Force; if such qualifications were applied to someone else, that person would immediately be considered a spy.
  • He is married to an American (bonus point) actress (double bonus point) of multicultural heritage (21st century trifecta). They may hope for a quiet life, but the American public (nor media) will allow it. They will be a celebrity couple. 
  • Prince Andrew, a horrible man with horrible friends (remember his interview in which he said that he'd done very well with investments guided by his friend, the late sex trafficker/serial rapist/blackmailer?), is on the outs with the family and the world. Andrew was the go-between for the royals and the global business community, a public face now rendered quite ugly by his association with Epstein, et al. A new family representative was needed post haste. 
  • Brexit. As Britain prepares to split from the European Union, she looks to America and Canada first, much like your co-dependent friend getting away from the spouse you tried to warn about.
So, what's a momentarily popular relic of a dead empire whose relevance and very existence is being questioned by the commoners, whose membership in a continental governance union is being reeled in by a government led by a Prime Minister with very questionable motives, and whose economy could be in dire straits if said Brexit goes less than smoothly to do? Easy: replace the corrupt Old Guard with a fresh young officer whose beautiful wife just happens to originate from the land to which he is moving. He will move easily through the business community, work well with those seeking contracts, using family contacts, both his own and his semi-celebrity wife's, to grease wheels and serve The Crown. It worked for Andrew and Fergie, it will work for Harry and Meghan. 


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