Meghan Markle has just been ruthlessly taken down by none other than Jeremy Clarkson, and word on the street is that she is absolutely losing it behind those high walls in Montecito.
When Meghan thought she was about to dazzle us all with her latest Netflix venture, With Love, Meghan—you know, the one where she teaches us commoners how to arrange fruit and sprinkle lavender on towels—Clarkson stepped in and delivered a masterfully subtle yet brutal critique, without even directly saying a word against her.
I know what you’re thinking—didn’t Clarkson get into hot water back in 2022 for that column about Meghan? Oh, he sure did. He penned some rather extreme remarks that even I thought crossed the line, leading him to issue a rather dramatic apology. So you’d assume he’d steer clear of commenting on her latest flop, right? Wrong.
In his recent column for The Sun, Clarkson began with: “Obviously, I’m not going to comment on Meghan Markle’s new television show.” And here’s the genius part—he immediately followed it with: “Save to say that I wish as never before that A.A. Gill was still alive.” Now, for those who don’t know, A.A. Gill was one of the most ruthless television critics in British history, notorious for his brutally scathing reviews that could leave even the most seasoned celebrities in tears. Essentially, Clarkson was saying, “Even I can’t put into words how awful this is, but if Gill were alive, he’d have had a field day.” Now that is what you call a masterclass in shade-throwing.
Without outright criticizing the show, Clarkson delivered perhaps the most cutting takedown imaginable. And you know what? He’s absolutely right. Can you imagine the kind of review Gill would have written if he had seen Meghan prancing around a kitchen that isn’t even hers, pretending to be a domestic goddess? It would have been legendary.
Meanwhile, our sources tell us that Meghan is absolutely fuming behind closed doors. Picture it—her perfectly arranged fruit platter being hurled across the room, Harry ducking for cover as she rants about how the world just doesn’t appreciate her brilliance. Now, I wasn’t there, but based on her history, I think we can all fill in the blanks.
And the best part? Clarkson isn’t the only one unimpressed. The reviews for With Love, Meghan have been downright brutal. The Independent? One star. The Guardian? One star. Even Rotten Tomatoes, which aggregates critic and audience reviews, has officially branded it rotten—a dismal 35% score from critics and an even more embarrassing 19% from viewers. Nineteen percent! I’ve seen discount airline services get better ratings than that.
Now, let’s take a moment to compare this disaster with what Prince William and Catherine have been up to, shall we? While Meghan is reportedly throwing tantrums over her failed Netflix show, Catherine has been focusing on her recovery with dignity and grace, never using her situation for publicity or sympathy. William, meanwhile, has stepped up magnificently, balancing his royal duties while supporting his wife and children. That is what real royalty looks like—grace, responsibility, and commitment to duty.
And let’s not forget King Charles and Queen Camilla, tirelessly carrying out their roles despite the King’s own health battles. These are people who understand the meaning of service. They don’t abandon their posts when things get tough, nor do they chase after million-dollar deals with streaming platforms.
What’s particularly telling about this whole Netflix debacle is how it exposes the fundamental emptiness of Harry and Meghan’s brand. Strip away the royal connection, and what are you left with? A lifestyle show that countless YouTubers with a fraction of the budget do far better. At least those creators are filming in their own kitchens and sharing authentic parts of their lives.
I think the public is finally waking up to the illusion. Four years after their dramatic royal exit, what have Harry and Meghan actually achieved? A podcast that flopped after one season. A children’s book that came and went without a trace. A documentary filled with questionable claims. Harry’s memoir, Spare, which only succeeded in further alienating him from his family. And now, a lifestyle show that has been met with universal ridicule.
This Netflix deal was supposed to be their golden ticket—their proof that they could thrive without the royal brand. Instead, it’s proving to be their most public failure yet. And you can bet Netflix executives are watching the numbers and reviews closely. How much longer will they continue to invest in projects that consistently underperform?
What really makes me laugh is thinking about the Sussex Squad members who were hyping up this show, probably practicing their fruit-arranging skills in anticipation—only to be met with this embarrassing display of inauthenticity. Even the most devoted fans must be second-guessing their loyalty at this point.
And let’s talk about just how perfectly Jeremy Clarkson’s remark fits into the bigger picture. Here’s a man who faced major backlash for his previous comments about Meghan, issued a heartfelt apology, and still couldn’t resist taking a jab at this show. That speaks volumes. When even someone who’s been burned before can’t help but take a swipe, you know the content is truly dreadful.
I have to wonder—what does Harry think about all of this? Does he sit through screenings of the show nodding enthusiastically while secretly longing for the days when he had a real purpose—serving his country, working on meaningful charitable initiatives? Does he ever look at his brother, Prince William, carrying on their mother’s legacy with real impact, and feel even the slightest pang of regret? Because from where I’m sitting, he traded a life of substance for a supporting role in a glorified Instagram aesthetic.
The contrast between the brothers has never been more obvious. William: future king, devoted husband, loving father, continuing Diana’s work in a meaningful way. Harry? A Netflix figurehead, isolated from his family, burned every bridge that took generations to build, now reduced to writing cringe-worthy notes to his wife about how much he loves her failing show.
And speaking of those notes—“Congratulations, Mama. We love your show and we love you.” Really? Does anyone actually believe Harry wrote that? The man who once bravely served in the military is now reduced to sappy notes about lifestyle content that even professional critics can’t stomach. It’s a dramatic and, frankly, depressing transformation.
This whole Netflix disaster perfectly encapsulates the core issue with Harry and Meghan’s post-royal strategy. They crave the celebrity status and prestige that comes with being royal, but they’re unwilling to put in the hard work that earns respect. They want the platform without the duty, the privilege without the service—and the public sees right through it.
Meanwhile, Catherine doesn’t have to prove she’s a royal. She simply is one—doing the work, day in and day out, without a Netflix crew following her around. Her dignified approach to her health struggles speaks volumes about her character—no dramatic announcements, no leveraging her situation for attention, just quiet strength and perseverance.
I truly believe this Netflix show marks a turning point for the Sussex brand. The illusion is fading, and the world is finally seeing them for what they really are. How many more chances will they get? How many more failed projects before even their most loyal supporters start questioning what they’re standing behind?
As for Jeremy Clarkson, I have no doubt he’s having a good chuckle to himself. Without even saying much, he’s delivered what might be the most devastating critique of all. And sometimes, that’s all it takes to burst the bubble of pretense.
