I wonder if there was something else in it for Harry as well, something that seemed to give him quite a thrill and must have felt incredibly powerful. For the first time in his life, he was the hero of the story of 'fighting racism' by dint of being married to his wife and leaving the UK. That's all he had to do, to turn everything round - initiate and join in the frenzy.
Gone were the memories and stains of the Nazi costume, the 'p*ki' and 'raghead' insults, and the anti-social behaviours of his youth.
Now he could wear the cloak of immunity while he and Meghan unleashed open season on his family's skin colour, on the British monarchy, the British press, the British people, and Britain (the United Kingdom) itself. For grateful in-migrants to the UK like myself, who has found great personal and family happiness here, that lengthy open season on the British and their institutions - riding on a ghastly wave of post-modernist angst and identity politics blowing in from US east coast and west coast universities - was egregious and probably unforgiveable.
And trust me, unlike Harry I do know a bit about fucking colonialism, being of mixed ethnicity and not having a posh accent and 'birthright' privileges.
Harry's later denial of what was said and done makes it even more sickening to me, H&M having accepted the 'Ripple of Hope' award that unequivocally was given to them by Kerry Kennedy for saying and doing the very stuff he later denied was said and done. Harry, it was broadcast - by you and M. To paraphrase my favourite Kim Wilde song because why not: Harry, why not be a man about it for once, and admit it was all made up and wildly exaggerated?
Anyway, it's all crumbling now. When you construct a social lie, it falls apart in the end - the centre cannot hold.