And I include myself in all this, by the way! I’ve covered this event so much that by Sunday, May 20, I’m not going to want to hear the word “Windsor” for at least a month. I managed to talk my bosses into sending me to England to cover the week of the wedding; I will be one of the reporters roaming around town on May 19, pestering the locals and snapping every photo I can.

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Why, though? Why are we crawling all over this story like ants on a dropped potato chip?

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Realistically, if you weren’t already on the royal beat with years of work invested in developing sources, you’re not going to get much of anything exclusive. But live broadcast events like this are the last great bulwark of traditional media, and if you’re an American TV producer, for instance, you can’t just let your competition get over there and secure a dramatically better shot. That’s how morning show ratings wars are lost. Whether or not the public actually demands live shots, providing them is table stakes.

This is more than your average royal wedding, though. Princess Diana was one of the biggest media phenomenons of the 1980s and 1990s—bigger than the Windsors themselves—and this is the last of her children to marry. There’s also a clear desire to see Harry as a modernized version of the reformed rake, folding the fuckups of his early years into a story about a troubled young man who just needed help, finally got it, and then received his happy ending. It’s the oldest trope in the book, with the gravitational force of a dying star.

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Even so, if he’d married one of the aristocrat blondes he’d dated previously, there’s no way the interest would be the same. What can you say about Cressida Bonas, really, besides the scrunchies? Instead, he’s marrying a biracial American woman who used to be on freaking Suits, that USA Network drama that your one friend swears is really awesome. It is indeed the stuff of movies: “While most of us are not going to be marrying a prince in our near future, we do most of us understand relationships, and love, and have grown up on rom com movies,” said Bromley. “Watching this real-life situation is almost a reminder of all those fairy tales and all those love stories that we’ve been spoon-fed our whole life.”

More than a reminder, really—it’s almost impossible not to see their storyline through that particular lens. He’s validating an entire generation of women who daydreamed idly over the course of their teenage years about somehow meeting cute either Harry or his brother. Markle was a successful working actress, but not so stratospherically as to render her remote.

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Markle is perfect for the job—polished and poised but relatable—but she’s also truly somebody new in the history of the family, a professional woman of color from outside the universe of the aristocracy. “This is history-making. It really is,” said Carroll. “The British monarchy has been steadily going since 1066, and there has never been a biracial American divorcee, who was educated at a Catholic school, who was three years older than the grandson of the Queen of England, who has a double profession and a double college degree, marrying into the royal family.”

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Then there’s the fact that so many people—including those in the media—are burnt out and miserable from an endless flood of bad news. If the Windsors want to provide a diversionary fairy tale, it’s hard to turn it down. “I think right now in our place in history, there are a lot of us who feel as far apart as you could feel,” suggested Fitz-Henley. “There’s a lot of despair in the world, there’s a lot of frustration, there’s a lot of division. Seeing two people who are perceived to be very different coming together in such a grateful way with such an obvious friendship, I think it’s encouraging and heartwarming for people.”

A royal wedding has been a mass media obsession as long as there has been a mass media; according to Arianne Chernock, an American editor had a breakdown trying to get confirmation whether Queen Victoria’s bridal slippers were velvet or satin. But this particular union pulls on a lot of cultural strings, speaking to a broad array of dreams and fantasies. Everybody watching the festivities will see something different—and they’ll have plenty of options for how.

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Originally this post misstated Melanie Bromley’s title and the specific name of the E! broadcast from Windsor; it has been corrected.