So this sudden mess concerning the estrangement of Harry and Meghan from the Royal Family, as revealed to our National Confessor Oprah? The needless distraction of the moment, and it's likely this will find the dustbin of history by the coming weekend. It's hard to worry about the personal sanity and happiness of exquisitely well people no matter the issues at hand--racism, sexism, tastes in music and high sugar power drinks--when the rest of the world has to go to work in the morning and fret in our off moments about rent, groceries, credit card balances. I have cared nothing about the Royal Family, a state supported assemblage of symbolically useless humanity who serve no useful or humane purpose, though it seems both millions of British subjects love these lavished upon wastrels and the UK Press needs them to keep their Fleet Street gossip rags and websites abuzz. Something fouler here , buried perhaps not so deep in the population psyche, an element far more odious and evil than the simple excuse that national obsession is simply a way for citizens to celebrate an institution uniquely British. The Royals at the end of any day they live through, are a symbol of what was the British Empire, a long running foulness that had racism, xenophobia and genocide at the base of any high-minded philosophy that was used to justify the centuries old practice of subjugating non white populations. It isn't just a puppet show they're putting on here, it's closer to Civil War reenactment, were the issue of racism was close to the surface, in front of the mind, a wish deferred for the time being. That this democracy allows this institution to thrive in full knowledge that it represents the worst sins of the Empire to this day is flabbergasting. Was anyone really outraged, really shocked that the family was stressed as to how dark the forthcoming Archie's skin tone might be?