
The Spectator
What binds the celebrities featured in the Epstein files
(Chomsky has said, incidentally, that he valued Epstein’s intellectual brio, and I suppose we must take him at his word.)
The new naughty list just dropped, as the kids say these days. The pre-Christmas release of the Epstein files, or at least some of them – elves heavily redacted – has brought much-needed good cheer to all of us. Not every red face on Christmas afternoon will be down to port and brandy this year. And the cast of characters – Mick Jagger, Bill Gates, Bill Clinton, Michael Jackson, Richard Branson and all the rest – sounds like the guest list for the worst Graham Norton Christmas Special ever. […]
the real eye-opener was Noam Chomsky posing genially for a snap with Steve Bannon. This determined radical leftist, the picture will lead many to believe, is more than happy to break bread with a white nationalist representing everything Chomsky loathes, so long as there’s a good party with pretty girls, a free ride on a private jet and a bit of Caribbean sunshine. (Chomsky has said, incidentally, that he valued Epstein’s intellectual brio, and I suppose we must take him at his word.)
Elites, from the look of this, really do operate on the basis of nothing more complicated than the premise that we’re both rich so we should be friends! If a complete or even a relative stranger invited most of us on holiday, we would run a mile. I think this is true, though perhaps it’s a bit less true, even if private jets and Caribbean islands are involved. You’d just get the ick. Yet there they all are. And at no point, having befriended this guy whose only apparent attraction was his fortune (the origin of which, incidentally, remains unclear to this day), did they seem to wonder, these clever people, what was going on around them. Why, perhaps, the plane was nicknamed The Lolita Express. Why this man in late middle age seemed to have a disproportionate number of attractive teenage girls as friends. What, for that matter, the purpose of all this hospitality might be.
I think it’s reasonable to imagine that at least some of them will have noticed that all this was a bit whiffy. And it’s reasonable to imagine, too, that they will have decided that it didn’t really matter, which leads us to point two. Namely, that the other thing the stupidly rich and famous have in common is a presumption that they can get away with things.
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