By Kayleigh Donaldson | Politics | November 18, 2019 |
By Kayleigh Donaldson | Politics | November 18, 2019 |
F*ck Prince Andrew.
He’s an entitled creep who knowingly palled around with a convicted sex offender and pedophile, then, during one of the most excruciating non-apology interviews I’ve ever heard, said he didn’t regret it! Also, he can’t sweat apparently, and he can’t remember ever meeting the woman he’s accused of having underaged sex with, but he’s definitely sure the photograph of them together is doctored. Suffice to say, whatever PR strategy he had in place in the hopes that this whole ‘no seriously, you were friends with a pedophile’ issue will blow over have failed. Now, as reported by the Evening Standard, he’s been accused N-word at a Buckingham Palace meeting with a Downing Street adviser of Sri Lankan descent.
Rohan Silva, who was David Cameron’s key aide on the tech economy, claims this incident took place in 2012 when the Duke of York sat in on a discussion regarding trade policy. Silva said he asked the Duke whether the British government department responsible for trade ‘could be doing a better job.’ His alleged response? ‘Well, If you’ll pardon the expression, that really is the n***** in the woodpile.’
For those of you who don’t know, that particular phrase was widely used during the slavery era to describe fugitive slaves trying to flee north to Canada in piles of logs. But it’s OK: Prince Andrew said, ‘if you’ll pardon the expression’ first. That means it’s OK, right? The Duke, of course, denies this claim, but those denials don’t have much value right now, funnily enough.
Honestly, I’m not sure why anyone is shocked that a member of the British royal family is racist. This guy’s dad is Prince Philip, a man who Frankie Boyle once said can’t die until he’s been racist towards every person on the planet. It’s almost like entrenched privilege built on a history of colonialism gives some people the divine idea that they have the right to be white supremacists or something.
F*ck the monarchy. I seem to be saying that a lot lately, but really, can you blame me?