I think she’s well past the point of no return.
She loves to talk about using her voice for good — but it doesn’t count for much when the world sees you as a self-righteous, hypocritical, grifting failure.
The truth is, her notoriety stems not from any real personal achievement, but from briefly orbiting royalty. She never had the time — or the intent — to make a meaningful impact in that role. Her infamy lies in marrying the second son of Princess Diana, attempting to emotionally blackmail the Queen, losing a high-stakes game of royal chicken, and flouncing off to America in a blaze of misplaced confidence.
She banked on the idea that the world sided with her and craved royal drama, so she spilled every secret she could — convinced that public interest equalled personal popularity. What she failed to realise was that people were hooked on the gossip, not on her. She also misjudged the public mood: people don’t take kindly to you mocking a widely respected figure, especially when that figure is your elderly grandmother-in-law.
Then, in a complete 180°, she tried to seize the moral high ground — declaring they were “moving forward” while building an empire on the delusion that she was beloved in her own right, rather than riding the coattails of royal association. A failed podcast deal, a modestly successful lifestyle show, and a limp attempt at luxury branding speak for themselves.
She simply doesn’t have the skill, patience, or work ethic to pull off a successful rebrand — something the past few years have made painfully clear.
She’s tried every persona imaginable: feminist, victim, ingénue, Diana 2.0, girl boss, trad wife. The endless reinvention only highlights how inauthentic she appears — and it’s done far more harm than good. Each new project is sold as her “true, authentic self,” yet none of them stick. Which is exactly why South Park, Family Guy, and Saturday Night Live keep ripping into her.
You can’t say she hasn’t tried. But at this point, someone needs to sit her down and say: enough is enough.