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Prince Harry’s new book “Spare” was released on Tuesday, so to ‘spare’ our DailyWire+ audience from having to read it, here’s a book review.
Prior to “Spare,” the Royal Family was seen by many as unattainable and shrouded in secrecy which, in turn, inspired wonder and awe. Then Prince Harry opened his big mouth.
In short, there are elements in this book that are even below what Kim Kardashian would put on the internet.
To say I hated it is an understatement, but to truly understand why this book deserves so much scorn, I thought it might be best to pull out a few of my favorite (least favorite?) excerpts and provide my reaction to his incessant whining.
Without further ado, here are some of the worst moments that exposed the pettiness of Prince Harry and Meghan in “Spare.”
Spoiler upfront: The book is about an over-privileged brat who sold out his family for millions and his racist wife — who only decided to be black when she thought it could benefit her.
EXCERPT 1: “All at once something shifted inside of me. I looked at Willy, really looked at him, maybe for the first time since we were boys. I took it all in: his familiar scowl, which had always been his default in dealings with me; his alarming baldness, more advanced than my own; his famous resemblance to Mummy, which was fading with time. With age. In some ways, he was my mirror, in some ways he was my opposite. My beloved brother, my arch nemesis, how had that happened?”
I’m sorry … Prince William’s ‘alarming baldness?’ What? He put this in a book because it’s petty and small.
Readers will find that ‘petty and small’ is what this book is all about
EXCERPT 2: “Balmoral had fifty bedrooms, one of which had been divided for me and Willy. Adults called it the nursery. Willy had the larger half, with a double bed, a good-sized basin, a cupboard with mirrored doors, a beautiful window looking down on the courtyard, the fountain, the bronze statue of a roe deer buck. My half of the room was far smaller, less luxurious. I never asked why. I didn’t care. But I also didn’t need to ask. Two years older than me, Willy was the Heir, whereas I was the Spare.”
What is the big deal here? This is a common occurrence for children throughout the world fortunate enough to have a bedroom.
When you divide a room, someone gets the better half. Usually, that person is the older sibling. They typically get first dibs. This is not unique to you, Harry. This happens in every family blessed with a home and multiple bedrooms.
My two sisters and I shared a room. My brother had his own room. Were we the three spares? Should I write a book about my life because of that? Of course not.
EXCERPT 3: “I was brought into the world in case something happened to Willy. I was summoned to provide backup, distraction, diversion and, if necessary, a spare part. Kidney, perhaps. Blood transfusion. Speck of bone marrow. This was all made explicitly clear to me from the start of life’s journey and regularly reinforced thereafter.”
Does anyone actually think people made it clear to him that he was here for a “speck of bone marrow?”
Does he know what “explicit” means? This sounds like such a ridiculous lie — but I guess, Harry expects readers to just go with it because he needs you to know that the very mundane things he experienced as a younger brother are so deep.
EXCERPT 4: “Willy told me to pretend I didn’t know him.
You don’t know me, Harold. And I don’t know you.
For the last two years, he explained, Eton had been his sanctuary. No kid brother tagging along, pestering him with questions, pushing up on his social circle. He was forging his own life, and he wasn’t willing to give that up.
…But for Willy it was pure agony to wear the same blazer, the same tight shorts, as me. And now, to attend the same school, was pure murder.
I told him not to worry. I’ll forget I ever knew you.”
Again, this just sounds like a normal family replete with teenage angst and squabbles that happen to siblings close in age.
My sisters and I went to the same school. At times, we didn’t want to hang with each other. We thought it was embarrassing to dress alike. This sort of thing is even so common that it’s a recurring theme in TV sitcoms and movies because it is so relatable.
Come to think of it, God forbid my sisters wrote a book about their experience — then Harry might see how absolutely normal it was that Willy didn’t want to hang out with his brother at school or wear the same clothes as him.
EXCERPT 5: “I was just hoping he’d tell me it would be OK, don’t freak out, keep calm, Harold. Instead, he laughed like the others. I recall him sitting at his desk, bent over a book, chuckling, while I stood before him fingering the nubs on my newly bare scalp.
Harold, what have you done?
What a question. He sounded like Stewie from Family Guy. Wasn’t it obvious?
You shouldn’t have done it, Harold!
So we’re just stating the obvious now?
He said a few more things that were immensely unhelpful and I walked out.”
Prince Harry is almost 40-years-old. For some reason, he actually thought this was a good idea to put into the book about the time that his brother didn’t comfort him after getting a bad haircut when he was a kid.
Harry thinks that William was supposed to hold him and comfort him.
This incident bothers him to this day, but it also highlights that readers find out that the prince truly believes that whatever he does — it is someone else’s fault.
That is how the whole book goes.
EXCEPT 6: “Of course … I had been doing cocaine around this time. At someone’s country house, during a shooting weekend, I’d been offered a line, and I’d done a few more since. It wasn’t much fun, and it didn’t make me particularly happy, as it seemed to make everyone around me, but it did make me feel different, and that was the main goal. Feel. Different. I was a deeply unhappy seventeen-year-old boy willing to try almost anything that would alter the status quo. That was what I told myself anyway. Back then, I could lie to myself as effortlessly as I’d lied to the courtier.”
“But now I realized coke hadn’t been worth the candle. The risk far outweighed the reward. Threatened with exposure, faced with the prospect of fouling up Granny’s Golden Jubilee, walking a knife’s edge with the mad press — nothing was worth any of that.
On the bright side, I’d played the game well.”
Harry somehow still plays the victim. He doesn’t tell you that he still kept this up until when he met Meghan, according to reports.
Yet again, Harry wants you to believe that no matter what mistakes he has made, it is never his fault.
There is always someone behind his downfall either setting him up to fail or failing to protect him. The main antagonist for Harry is his brother.
EXCERPT 7. “Meg didn’t reply to Kate straightaway. Yes, she had endless wedding-related texts, but mostly she was dealing with the chaos surrounding her father. So the next morning she texted Kate that our tailor was standing by. At the Palace. His name was Ajay.
This wasn’t sufficient.
They set up a time to speak that afternoon.
Charlotte’s dress is too big, too long, too baggy. She cried when she tried it on at home, Kate said.
Right, and I told you the tailor has been standing by since eight a.m. Here. At KP. Can you take Charlotte to have it altered, as the other moms are doing?
No, all the dresses need to be remade.
Her own wedding dress designer agreed, Kate added.
Meg asked if Kate was aware of what was going on right now. With her father.
“Kate said she was well aware, but the dresses. And the wedding is in four days!
Yes, Kate, I know…
And Kate had other problems with the way Meg was planning her wedding. Something about a party for the page boys?
The page boys? Half the kids in the wedding are from North America. They haven’t even arrived yet.
It went back and forth.
I’m not sure what else to say. If the dress doesn’t fit then please take Charlotte to see Ajay. He’s been waiting all day.
A short time later I arrived home and found Meg on the floor. Sobbing.
I was horrified to see her so upset, but I didn’t think it a catastrophe. Emotions were running high, of course, after the stress of the last week, the last month, the last day. It was intolerable — but temporary. Kate hadn’t meant any harm, I told her.”
My first question is why is Meg on the floor sobbing about a dress because she fumbled the ball?
My second question is where are the editors? Can you believe this made it into the book? He hung his little niece out to dry. This was a private communication and writing about an incident that is so minor is so juvenile. Why would he even want this in the book?
The simple answer, it seems, is that Meghan and Harry just want to make the Royal Family look bad.
Speaking of Meghan, here are all the times that the former actress cried in “Spare.”
We can’t share the excerpts for each of incident, because then this review might be as long as the book itself:
And here’s one excerpt of Meghan crying that we thought worth sharing so you can see how manipulative she really is.
EXCERPT 8: “I walked home from the office and found Meg sitting on the stairs. She was sobbing. Uncontrollably. My love, what’s happened? I thought for sure we’d lost the baby. I went to her on my knees. She choked out that she didn’t want to do this anymore. Do what? Live. I didn’t catch her meaning at first. I didn’t understand, maybe didn’t want to understand. My mind just didn’t want to process the words. It’s all so painful, she was saying. What is? To be hated like this—for what? What had she done? she asked. She really wanted to know. What sin had she committed to deserve this kind of treatment? She just wanted to make the pain stop, she said. Not only for her, for everyone. For me, for her mother. But she couldn’t make it stop, so she’d decided to disappear. Disappear? Without her, she said, all the press would go away, and then I wouldn’t have to live like this. Our unborn child would never have to live like this. It’s so clear, she kept saying, it’s so clear. Just stop breathing. Stop being. This exists because I exist. I begged her not to talk like that. I promised her we’d get through it, we’d find a way. In the meantime, we’d find her the help she needed. I asked her to be strong, hang on.”
Somebody needs to say it. Harry is very thick. He isn’t the brightest bulb in the bunch.
He believes everything his wife says.
Based on what we know, does he not see that this is a 40-year-old woman who has manipulated her way from the bottom to the top?
This book goes on and on with nonstop complaining.
It is supposed to make you believe that Harry is an unfortunate person who was born just so that he could give a spare kidney to his brother if he never needed it — despite being born into a life of luxury and a literal silver spoon in his mouth.
What the book actually makes you believe is that he is the worst kind of person that this planet has to offer.
He has betrayed his family members for profit. He uses his mother as a shield and is bilking millions from consumers off of her death. Throughout it, he basically says that readers cannot judge him because he has experienced tragedy at a young age and other life experiences.
Well, I will judge him.
After reading the book, he is a bad person and rotten to his core. He is a prostitute of sorts as he goes around slandering his family simply to make money.
He claims he hates the press, but constantly seeks it and speaks to anybody who will listen about his supposedly dreadful existence as a member of the Royal Family.
There is a special place in hell reserved for people like Prince Harry as well as his wife.
My only takeaway from this book, along with everything else I have seen, is that they are both rotten to their core. Perhaps it’s wishful thinking, but somebody should sue them for defamation. It seems obvious they were plotting this while in the Royal Family.
They deserve to be called out for being terrible people, and if you’re interested in reading about an overprivileged whiner as he sells out his family, then “Spare” is for you.