The human cost of celebrity feudalism

It would be a brave soul who goes out tonight dressed up as a Mountbatten Windsor. Dear reader, this is what the British fixation with celebrity feudalism ultimately delivers. By accident of birth, a historically fortunate family finds itself at the top of the shambolic unwritten constitution. At its core, it doesn’t matter if the recipient of this undeserved elevation is a paragon or, as in this case, a predator. I’ve noticed that the self-appointed child protection heroes in the Ibrox klanbase are conspicuously silent on the paedophilia of yet another Mountbatten. Such disgusting deference! As a citizen of this