Staff Reports
In the latest episode of “The Late Show with Stephen Colbert,” Prince Harry decided to step onto Stephen Colbert’s stage. Yes, that’s right – the same Colbert whose ratings have been sinking faster than my fourth-grade math grades. Now, one might wonder why a prince would need to hobnob with late-night hosts, especially those who seem to be on the same trajectory as the Titanic. But let’s dig in, shall we?
It seems Harry is on a mission to reclaim some spotlight. After speculations about issues with their Netflix shows, they’re scouring for gigs and partners like Colbert, who himself is looking for a lifeline. It’s a partnership straight out of a sitcom – two folks digging for relevance in an ocean of mediocrity, armed with unfunny jokes that’d make even canned laughter stay silent.
During this televised fiasco, Harry stumbled into a slew of cringe-inducing moments. Picture this: the Prince thinking auditioning for a cheesy Christmas film equates to keeping his royal standing in America. He joked about wanting to be in Hallmark films, like gingerbread houses would solve transatlantic diplomacy. Even talked about horse-riding in helicopters, a skill yet to be called for on IMDB. Oh, Harry, Hollywood plots are easier defended than your jokes!
U.S. politics, though typically off-limits for royalty, weren’t discussed in this stint. The Prince, apparently aware of the line that divides Britain’s diplomacy from America’s freedom-loving media, avoided skewering Trump this time. While you’d think there’d be an American citizenship quiz involved before jumping into political banter, Harry took a leap of faith, hoping his British charm would shield him from too much critique. Spoiler alert: It likely won’t if attempted.
Watching Harry try to be a jester, complete with awkward gestures and barely-there acting chops, you get the picture of someone missing the realm’s grandeur. Here we have a prince who’s exchanged his birthright for late-night gigs, contemplating his position in the land of opportunity while clinging to titular claims back in the UK. It’s a royal pickle that might have seasoned Buckingham grumbling, and yet, TV slots wait for nobody.
So there you have it, folks. Harry’s escapade would be hysterical if it weren’t so sad. He’s traded his birthrights for punchlines that rarely land, and his latest act on Colbert’s stage leaves us yearning for the days when royals stuck to pomp instead of page-turning scripts. Where’s a dragon when you need one, to fly him back and save us from this comedy?
