It couldn’t have been a more extraordinary bank holiday for news and spectacle.
But now the fuss is beginning to die down it’s possible to compare and contrast the hysteria that greeted the Royal Wedding and the death of Osama bin Laden. There has been a certain amount
of squeamishness about the “frat boy” reaction to the death of the al-Qaeda leader. But I have to say I find the celebrations at the death of the 21st century’s most notorious
mass murderer far easier to comprehend than the astonishing outpouring of feudal deference for the heir to the heir to the throne.
The most nauseating image of all (and there were many) was the final arrogant flourish of Prince William driving his new wife from Buckingham Palace to Clarence House in a vintage Aston Martin. As the sycophantic TV commentary informed us, this was Prince Charles’s car, lent to the young marrieds for the occasion.
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