Writes Peter Singh: Prince Harry’s pride over killing some natives — from his armored helicopter, no less — reminds me distinctly of the old rebel Irish song, “Come Out, Ye Black and Tans.” In particular, his pride invokes the following verse, directed in mockery and derision at occupying British soldiers: Come, tell us how you slew Them ol’ Arabs two by two; Like the Zulus How you bravely faced each one, With your sixteen pounder gun, And you frightened them poor natives to their marrow.