The death of Princess Diana by no stretch of the imagination can be viewed as an “accident.” For those familiar with the modus operandi, it has “assassination” written all over it. Only the very naive indeed would believe for one minute the “line” we are now being spoonfed by the French authorities and the media.

 First we were told that the paparazzi had caused the accident. Then when it became clear that the paparazzi were at least a block behind the big Mercedes, and thus could not have directly caused the accident, we were informed that Henri Paul was legally drunk. Two tests were performed, both showing him to be at least three times over the legal limit. But then came the video showing Paul to be what looked for all the world perfectly sober. Only then did the French authorities announce that a third test not only confirmed Paul was drunk, but had drugs in his system as well (why didn’t the first two tests reveal this?). And then there is the ambulance that takes an hour to travel six miles to the hospital. Why? To “avoid bumps” we are told. At every step the French authorities have adjusted their spin to fit the needs of the moment.

 Let me be perfectly blunt: this was a cold-blooded assassination. It was ostensibly done to prevent the alarming possibility that Princess Diana might actually marry Dodi Fayed, and thus bring Muslim and Arab influences directly to bear within the royal court through Diana, and also William. This murder had deep-seated roots on the part of certain myopic and racist elements within the British establishment that simply could not abide the future king having an Arab-Muslim step-father, and possibly even a Muslim mother. But it goes much deeper than that. The reasons for Diana’s murder are many and far-reaching.

 Let us examine those reasons. First, it’s clear that Diana was one tough woman - and she had brains. No, she was not Einstein. But she certainly wasn’t the dimwit and loose cannon portrayed by certain British tabloids. And having brains, Diana knew she had a message that desperately needed to be communicated to the world. The trouble was, how to do it? She just couldn’t come out and say what needed to be said. That would have been suicidal (although she did take a step in that direction in her 1995 BBC interview).

After the Bay of Pigs debacle, President Kennedy vowed to “tear the CIA into a thousand pieces and scatter it to the winds.” That vow may very well have gotten Kennedy killed. Diana was smart enough to know she couldn’t be as direct as Kennedy. Instead, she tried to communicate her message with images. And what images they are! Flashback to the Angolan trip on behalf of the landmine victims. There were many memorable images. But one stands out.

Diana sits talking with the young black girl, perhaps no more than ten, who has had her left leg completely blown off by a landmine. Only a small stump a half foot long remains. Diana speaks to the girl, using a translator, who is off screen. But this is not “Diana the comforter.” She shows very little emotion. She is almost clinical in the questions she asks the girl. But it’s an indelible, haunting image, one that stays in the mind forever.

 Looking back, one can say with confidence that the Angolan trip may very well have sealed Diana’s fate. Some may have missed the message Diana was trying to send, but you can bet it wasn’t the royal court. Neither did net reporter Brian Quig, who, when speaking of the Angolan trip, had the good sense to ask:
 

You talk about hitting the hammer right on the head of the nail! Look around you. Look at the so-called “Third World.” Wherever you find poverty, starvation, war, disease, you invariably find the remnants of colonial empire.

 Now let’s fast forward to early August. Diana takes the Bosnian trip. Her romance with Dodi is all over the papers. It’s clear things are getting serious. Tony Blair decides to make Diana a “roving ambassador.” Still yet more power and responsibility for the Princess. British intelligence undoubtedly was reporting all this back to Buckingham Palace, which surely viewed the reports with increasing alarm.

 Then that fateful weekend. Dodi buys Diana the “Say yes” ring. Diana gives Dodi her father’s cufflinks (something she didn’t give to Captain Hewitt, and they were lovers for five years). That Monday, Diana was to fly back to London to be with her sons. Might she at that time have a wedding announcement? A good bet. That’s why the “GO” signal was given.

 Let’s be clear on one thing:

 There was no way that Princess Diana and Dodi Fayed were going to be allowed to leave Paris alive on the weekend of August 30th!

No way. It just wasn’t going to happen. It had to end in Paris. If they couldn’t be taken out in the tunnel, there undoubtedly was a fallback plan. But no matter what, it had to end in Paris.

 Diana’s death was a political murder carried out in a desperate attempt to save a corrupt and dying British Monarchy. Consider those haunting images from Angola and Bosnia, which were like artillery barrages fired at Buckingham Palace; her love affair and almost certain marriage to Dodi Fayed, which would have brought Arab and Muslim influences right up to the gates of the Palace (and let us not forget the Fayed-Khashoggi-Saudi Royal Family blood lines); Diana’s increasing and almost frightening power (remember that mob scene outside the Ritz, where there were at least fifty photographers waiting for Diana and Dodi to leave? There are few heads of state, including President Clinton, who could command that type of media attention!); - all combined to make Diana’s assassination virtually inevitable.

 I know there are those who see things differently. To them, a drunk driver, pursued by paparazzi, lost control of his car, crashed, and killed a princess we loved dearly along with her companion and himself. And drunk drivers kill and maim everyday. To those people I would simply say they need to step back and take a good long look at how our world really works - of who really runs our world, for what purposes and to what ends. I would also remind them that:
 

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