Even before Prince Harry officially published his much-awaited autobiography “Spare” on Tuesday, with just one excerpt he had already undermined the narrative he’s attempting to build for himself. Among the many details revealed last week when bookstores in Spain prematurely stocked their shelves, Harry wrote that he feels no shame for having killed 25 Afghans while on two tours in the country. His words suggest not the new kind of royal he wants to be seen as, but a classic royal idiot.
“While in the heat and fog of combat, I didn’t think of those 25 as people,” he writes. “You can’t kill people if you think of them as people.…They were chess pieces removed from the board, Bads taken away before they could kill Goods.”
His words suggest not the new kind of royal he wants to be seen as, but a classic royal idiot.
So horrifying is this sentiment that Taliban leader Anas Haqqani managed to sound humane in his Twitter response: “Mr. Harry! The ones you killed were not chess pieces, they were humans; they had families who were waiting for their return. … hopefully these atrocities will be remembered in the history of humanity.”
Harry’s rebranding — from his and his wife Meghan Markle’s multiple high-profile interviews to their Netflix docuseries to his book tour — has positioned him as a sensitive, woke, evolved young man, finally freed from the evils of the British Empire and its institutions. In part, he explains, this alleged transformation was catalyzed by his marriage to his biracial wife and finally separating himself from his family, many of whom he’s accused of being racist and outdated.
But the more Harry promotes his rebrand, the more his supposed transformation comes across as completely disingenuous. His approach to war could not be more racialized and, relatedly, imperial. Even at the time, he writes, “On some level, I recognized this learned detachment as problematic.” Rather than take responsibility for ignoring those doubts, he blames the military — which, if I’m not mistaken, he willingly joined. “I’d been trained to ‘other-ize’ them, trained well,” he claims, “I also saw it as an unavoidable part of soldiering.”
Nor is there any apparent self-awareness that he, just like so many of his antecedents, mirrored the bloody history of imperialism. The younger sons of royalty and aristocracy — the “spares” that the book’s title refers to — had limited options in life, thanks to primogeniture, a law dictating a family’s inheritance would all go to the firstborn son (sound familiar?) Many turned to military “adventures” to maintain a lifestyle close to which they were accustomed, or to appear useful or socially respectable. From India to Egypt, younger siblings joined bloody conquests to maintain their noble standing (and often pillaged along the way).








