Meghan has been criticised by expert Charles Rae for her plummeting popularity, claiming both Britain and America are “fed up” with her. She doesn’t even know what it’s like to work in the Royal Family despite her title..

 

Meghan Markle, the Duchess of Sussex, has faced sharp criticism from royal expert Charles Rae, who claims both Britain and America are “fed up” with her.

 

 

Rae highlights a significant decline in Meghan’s popularity on both sides of the Atlantic, attributing this to her and Prince Harry’s departure from royal duties and subsequent public appearances that have sparked controversy.

Rae argues that despite her title, Meghan lacks an understanding of the true nature of working within the Royal Family.

He suggests that her actions and public statements reflect a disconnect from the traditional responsibilities and work ethic associated with royal life.

This perceived disconnect has fueled negative public opinion and skepticism towards the Duchess.
The media’s role in shaping public perception of Meghan has been significant.
Initial excitement about her joining the Royal Family has given way to critical narratives, particularly following high-profile interviews and media engagements. Rae believes these actions have contributed to her declining popularity, as they often appear to contrast with the values of the monarchy.

This criticism underscores broader tensions within and around the Royal Family, highlighting the challenges Meghan faces in balancing her personal ambitions with royal expectations. The ongoing debate about her role and legacy ensures that Meghan Markle remains a focal point of public and media scrutiny.

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