Prince Andrew’s attempts to launch a PR offensive to get himself out of the civil case against him are nothing but crass; arse-licking journalists Camilla Tominey and Matthew Parris should be ashamed of themselves for their toady support suggests Matthew Steeples
In hiding beneath his long-suffering mother’s coattails, Prince Andrew is undoubtedly currently and quite frankly deservedly at the lowest point thus far in his life.
Finally held to account after being served by representatives for alleged victim Virginia Roberts Giuffre in a civil lawsuit that makes him out at best to be a lascivious fool who associated with paedophiles and at worst a sexually deviant offender, ‘Randy Andy’ is now attempting to launch yet another PR offensive to make this ‘inconvenient matter’ go away.
Whilst some might say: “Who could blame him?” for attempting to hide behind his position of privilege and the technicalities of the law, just as the general public’s contempt for this national embarrassment continues to grow, the Duke of York has turned to ‘friends’ in the media to attempt to spin his way back into the fold of ‘the firm.’
This morning, in The Times, Matthew Parris – an opinionated toad once condemned by the esteemed actor, writer and producer Steven Berkoff in The Steeples Times as having a “small voice [that] would hardly raise a ripple in the ocean of the world’s injustices” – dared to laud the renegade royal by “contributing” a “snippet” of “positive publicity” as in Tesco fashion “for Prince Andrew, every little helps.”
In his arse-licking feature, Parris claimed that the duke recently “rescued a dog” in a “heart-warming tale of sympathy and quick-thinking” whilst at Balmoral. Citing, unsurprisingly, a “source, who shall be nameless” yet whom without evidence he claimed to be “impeccable,” the ex-Tory politician turned writer added:
“It happened like this. The prince was attending a reception in an upper storey of a castle. A small dog was also present. The dog, excited by the sound of royal security hounds barking on the drive beneath the window, ran at the open window and, teetering on the window-ledge, looked about to lose his footing and fall to earth many storeys below.”
“Other guests notice but Andrew acted. He rushed to the window, grabbed the little dog just in time and brought him cradled in his arms to safety.”
Elsewhere today in The Telegraph, Camilla Tominey – a woman known for guffawing with the croaked paedophile Jeffrey Epstein’s one-time ‘bestie’ – penned a gushing article headlined: ‘The 21-day race to save Prince Andrew’s reputation.’
In her ridiculous ramblings, Tominey laughably described the duke, who hasn’t even left the confines of Balmoral yet to visit his latest grandchild for fear of meeting a not so friendly law suit server, as a “doting family man” who has turned a “crisis into an opportunity.” What on earth is she on? Acid or crack?
Tanked-up in enthusiasm for a man whom clearly she counts as a chum, tedious teetotaler Tominey, described in response by Mic Wright in his Conquest of the Useless newsletter as running an “ongoing supine public relations campaign on behalf of the royals,” continued by rubbishing alleged victim Virginia Roberts Giuffre as having “inconsistencies in her story.” She pointedly added: “For Giuffre, it could prove to be a case of be careful what you wish for.”
Both Matthew Parris and Camilla Tominey, instead, are the ones that should be careful what they desire. Their attempts to big-up a man already proven to have had close friendship with not only paedophiles, but also dictators and despots may eventually result in their very own deserved undoings.
Pictured top: The Duke of York and Camilla Tominey guffawing with laughter (left); Matthew Parris (right).
Prince Andrew, like Ghislaine, deserves to fry. Put him in the electric chair and whilst you’re at it, the toe sucker Fergie needs to fry also.