The romance and swooning over the Windsor dynasty is disturbing. The family members have little to no merit given the amount of power they are born into. And almost to a person they seem miserable. Gross all the way around.
Was Lady Diana's death a sad one? Sure. Did it warrant an entire hemisphere seemingly crippled with grief in 1997? No way.
Sympathies to her family and friends, but she was not a magical creature and I can't recall any constructive thing she did other than take stands on issues like objecting to abandoned landmines blowing up children. Hardly daring stuff.
She was a crucial part of the big Royal Wedding industry that ramped up to her marriage to Prince Charles in the 1980s. Now we know Charles was in love with someone else at the time, Diana's happiness was doomed (recall the "miserable" point made above).
Worst of all, as her family mourned and others projected their fantasies onto Diana's blankness, Elton John reworked the lyrics to "Candle in the Wind" and made it WORSE than its original tribute to Marilyn Monroe. Sure, his longtime songwriting partner Bernie Taupin had a hand in it, but STILL. Is life better for anyone with words like "And your footsteps will always fall here / Along England's greenest hills"? One imagines a gigantic Diana patrolling England, a colossal stomping wraith wandering a Emily Brontë heath.
Actually, that would be marvelous.