For years, I have regarded the royals as an enjoyable soap opera at the same time as feeling more and more furious about their wealth and privilege, which is far in excess of anything enjoyed by other European monarchies except, perhaps, Spain. On balance, I would rather have them than not.
The Dimbleby programmes have shifted my thinking in two ways.
First, the preferential financial arrangements (the duchies, no IHT, loose rules about paying tax, exemption from FOI, tampering with any law they fancy, secret wills), are enabled by successive democratically elected governments, which through civil servants have colluded with the representatives of a family to steal from the British public. Instead of going into the public coffers, millions every year are staying with a few individuals so driven by venaluty that they seek additional funds outside the UK. We really should be shouting at the people who allow all this to happen, nt the royals themselves.
Second, suddenly, I see cold and mocking cynicism behind the modus operandi of the institution and its acolytes. The Duchy Originals brand is the prime example - a releatable brand that puts affordable luxury gilded by royal magic within reach of most people who want it, while raking in millions in rental from windfarms tethered in offshore land the Duchy of Cornwall has seized because they fancy it. In doing do, they add to the acres appropriated generations ago from the 'subjects' of their predecessors. The Duchy Originals brand is genius - a shop window disguising the turpitude behind it.