Catherine
Once, by the Chao Phraya River in Bangkok, Thailand, I threw some bread into the water at a point where stone steps rise towards a riverside temple. Almost immediately, a congealing, writhing scrum of desperate, gluttonous fish rose up from the murky depths to compete for that bread. Audibly, their tails and fins slapped the brown water. Think of Catherine Middleton as the bread and disreputable newspapers and social media outlets as the greedy fish - feeding with impunity. Manufacturing tales, promoting lies, endlessly speculating. Filling columns, contributing to the unholy din, mocking and disparaging, saying what the hell they wanted to say. And now that Princess Catherine has told her sad and ongoing personal health tale, do any of those who were in the feeding frenzy pause for a moment to say "Sorry!"? No, of course they don't. They would probably prefer more of the same because truth does not sit comfortably in their agendas. Sitting on a wooden ...