Prince Andrew is toast. I don't know the proper Latin phrase for the constitutional hole he's dug for himself but it's wide, deep and a stinker.
He is damned irrespective of the veracity of the allegations against him. The story's delicious timing, juicy headline and his shocking judgment all operate in concert to condemn him, at best, as an irresponsible fool.
The story broke over the New Year, a traditional dead time for news. There is nothing to beat copy that headlines "sex slave", "underage" and "Prince". It was guaranteed to run, and run big.
Only a skeleton crew of Buckingham Palace spin doctors were on duty. The Duke was holidaying with his family.
The story began slowly, with mention of the Prince in court documents in a hitherto unheard of legal action in the United States, but quickly deepened to embroil and ensnare him. The initial Palace response has proven shallow and flimsy. The advice now is not to add to the story but, too late: it's up and running under its own steam.