Say what you will about the Royal Family, but when it comes to fairytale weddings, they sure do it up right. It's marriages they can't seem to manage. Perhaps that's because, to them, the institution of marriage isn't a figure of speech. Anyone who marries into this family is, in a sense, institutionalized. It should not come as a surprise that the Royals aren't normal and, as such, are where they belong. What they require is that their fellow inmates--working Royals--tow the line, obey the rules, keep their heads down, learn their lines, stick to the script. As a reputed actress, Meghan Markle ought to have been a pro at performing these duties. But to everyone's dismay, this is a role for which she was miscast. Should she fade into the background in simple, muted frocks, or stand out and apart in bold, primary colors?
How did the fairytale beginning go so horribly wrong? On whose head must the blame lie? To a large degree it's the voracious British media (there's a published private letter). Yet the Royal Family cannot be entirely discounted as having been complicit, along with Markle's own family (the aforementioned letter). Commoners are a problem after all. But Royals aren't any better. After four-hundred years of British colonialism, spreading its greedy tentacles where the sun never sets, the Empire still reeks of privilege. The taint of racism persists, and not so subtlety; although, the Crown contends thou protest too much. Poor Meghan and Harry, stuck on their private island during Covid, trapped in a media storm of vitriol. Medea to the rescue! But even in seclusion on a lavish California estate, they are assaulted by the press. Onto a new home in Santa Barbara, there's a miscarriage, litigation, more drama, Oprah, oy gavalt! Can Meghan and Harry ever be an average family, doing average family things, and be famous, too? Can they have it all? It's a never-ending story, so bear up, there's more to come--maybe a Tyler Perry production.