It seems that in these troubled times, with wars spreading across the globe like the California fires that obliterated an entire town, ironically one called Paradise as if God had planned the whole thing just to let us know He is paying attention, Britain's Prince Harry and his pregnant, mixed-race, ex-actress wife are actually of considerable interest to the bumbling masses who sadly have lost their way and, instead of living individual and productive lives, feed en masse solely on the comings and goings of the rich and famous. Personally I have nothing to say about the couple, caring not one iota for the Royal Family (since the death of Princess Diana who was at least charitable and kind) despite my British roots, although I will take this opportunity to clarify that I was born in India, albeit to English parents. Similarly, the now-deceased yet currently celebrated musician Freddie Mercury, exhumed from his long-cold grave by a popular film that glosses over all truth about his life yet claims to tell it, is assumed by many to be British yet was born in Zanzibar to Indian parents and given the name at birth of Farrokh Bulsara. I find the dead singer far more interesting than the living Prince.
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