Love this and how it builds on the Ellie Hall Nieman Lab piece's detailing of how the royal PR machine usually operates:
"A similar level of hubris is on display this week at Kensington. The Princess is almost certainly just….resting. She probably doesn’t feel like smizing, or having her hair done, or walking in heels. She doesn’t want to…
Love this and how it builds on the Ellie Hall Nieman Lab piece's detailing of how the royal PR machine usually operates:
"A similar level of hubris is on display this week at Kensington. The Princess is almost certainly just….resting. She probably doesn’t feel like smizing, or having her hair done, or walking in heels. She doesn’t want to be a symbol for awhile. That’s deeply relatable content. But a PR apparatus that only knows how speak in unequivocal and broad statements doesn’t know how to leverage that reality — and has no idea how to counter a narrative that operates outside their sphere of influence."
Side note: I had a hilarious exchange with my husband when he brought me the marchioness of Cholmondeley rumors, knowing how to pronounce neither marchioness nor Cholmondeley, and my years as a romance novel reader really came to play. As he struggled to wrap his head around it, I said "It's like Worcester," and he sputtered "No it's NOT."
Love this and how it builds on the Ellie Hall Nieman Lab piece's detailing of how the royal PR machine usually operates:
"A similar level of hubris is on display this week at Kensington. The Princess is almost certainly just….resting. She probably doesn’t feel like smizing, or having her hair done, or walking in heels. She doesn’t want to be a symbol for awhile. That’s deeply relatable content. But a PR apparatus that only knows how speak in unequivocal and broad statements doesn’t know how to leverage that reality — and has no idea how to counter a narrative that operates outside their sphere of influence."
Side note: I had a hilarious exchange with my husband when he brought me the marchioness of Cholmondeley rumors, knowing how to pronounce neither marchioness nor Cholmondeley, and my years as a romance novel reader really came to play. As he struggled to wrap his head around it, I said "It's like Worcester," and he sputtered "No it's NOT."
I looked this up and might be siding with your husband on this one! It's really pronounced "Chumley"?! I would never have guessed.