Royale With Cheese?

With his frostbitten penis, it is no wonder that Prince Harry moved to California, and that he never did move to Canada instead. Had she lived, then his mother would have been a Californian for 20 years by now, and the possibility of a future in the United States explains the circumcision of the son that she might have taken with her. Her affair with Dodi Fayed suggested an abiding preference.

Alas, that son's ITV interview clashes with Happy Valley, but whichever you had chosen to watch, be sure to switch over at nine o'clock to Channel 4, so as to lighten your mood with Pulp Fiction, which is of course set in Harry's new hometown. His bragging about his 25 kills in Afghanistan may be too much even for Richard Kemp, and at that point then you really have gone too far, but it is of a piece with the American liberalism into which he has married.

The United States now has three parties, with the Speakership of the House of Representatives, and who knows what else to come, in the gift of the people who will write in Donald Trump for President when he is dead. British gloaters at that should ask themselves how much sympathy for what they had made their defining cause of opposition to the Northern Ireland Protocol they might expect from Kevin McCarthy.

And liberal America is still the land of guns in homes (not that I would surrender any firearm of mine to Joe Biden any more than to Trump), of guns sold in supermarkets, of armed Police, of capital punishment, and of popular humour about a level of casual violence in schools that would not be tolerated in prisons in Britain. Huge numbers of Americans have been in their country's ultra-violent penal system, or in the military that implemented its highly interventionist foreign policy, or both. For all its good points, and I do not deny them, America is a violent place, and it is no wonder that Harry feels at home there.

Seeking to extend across the whole wide Earth the mission that had extended the Republic from sea to shining sea, American liberalism has been possibly the world's most bellicose political movement in living memory. It has given us Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Korea and Vietnam, and every act of the Clintons, of the Obama Administration, and of the 50 years and counting since Mr Biden went to Washington.

Its domestic record has been no better in almost as long, with obscenities such as the repeal of Glass-Steagall, and the Violent Crime Control and Law Enforcement Act of 1994 that Biden sponsored on behalf of Bill Clinton, setting the tone for little brother copycatting by the Blair Government and by any future Starmer Government, which now proposes to have victims determine sentences. Even Kamala Harris would have to eat her heart out at that one.

Still, we are heading for a hung Parliament. To strengthen families and communities by securing economic equality and international peace through the democratic political control of the means to those ends, including national and parliamentary sovereignty, we need to hold the balance of power. Owing nothing to either main party, we must be open to the better offer. There does, however, need to be a better offer. Not a lesser evil, which in any case the Labour Party is not.