Henry Kissinger, former Secretary of State, advisor to President Nixon, Harvard professor and the architect of Twentieth Century realpolitik said that 'power is the ultimate aphrodisiac'. He proved it in spades - a short, ugly Jewish man with a bevy of beauties.
Every American president - even the dour, jowly Richard Nixon was reported to have a lover secreted away somewhere in Delaware (an ironic hiding place, for the second most sexually unappealing President ever, Joe Biden, said he knew where 'all the bodies are buried' referring to his state's Mafia wannabee wish and discarded mistresses).
In any case, Kissinger's wisdom was never questioned by those in power. Power was not only an irresistible sexual magnet, but a perk of office. Whether in the United States, Chad, Ecuador, or Russia, if you had managed to hack, hew, and bulldoze your way to the top, you damn well brought a harem along with you.
Every leader in the world laughed out loud at the Clinton-Lewinsky affair. Of course the President of the United States had a lover, but to get sucked off under the Lincoln desk by an intern was the end of the line. African big men especially howled with amusement at the goings on in the Oval Office. They did not have just one mistress, but hundreds; and like every other African man on the continent, had to have his sexual pleasure at least once a day.
Having restored Tutsi power in Rwanda and now serving unopposed as President-for-Life, Kagame turned his attention to personal matters, and surrounded himself with a stable of beautiful African women. His concubinage is legendary and his sexual interest and stamina lauded throughout the continent.
In fact African big men were members of an informal club in friendly competition with each other for the most sumptuously delicious women. The Zulu presidents of South Africa always gave Kagame a run for his money as did his Congolese neighbors (the old man Mobutu was legendary for his 'House Of African Charm', the famous West Wing of the presidential palace where his women were housed in luxury, available at his beck and call).
There was nothing like this in Europe - since colonial days African sexual excess had always been considered primitive - and French presidents Mitterrand and Sarkozy satisfied themselves with just one lover at a time, all given pre-eminence when they were in favor, some even residing at the Elysees Palace.
It is reported that even Iran's ayatollah has a harem, a rumor easily defended given the long historical tradition of Persian delights. The Shah of Iran who considered himself the embodiment of the Persian empire, kept a harem of women. He was apparently fond of Turkish and Palestinian women, eclectic in his tastes but a real professional lover.
Yes, after the Iranian revolution the society became hardcore Muslim idolaters, but that did not mean that the Kissinger principle was inapplicable. When Persian imperial history and principle combined, it was not surprising that the ayatollahs were as randy and ready as any.
So it is also no surprise that the rich, famous, and powerful gathered at the island resort of Jeffrey Epstein, financial mogul, man about town, partygoer par excellence, and a man who knew everyone who mattered. While those men involved in Epstein's shenanigans are backtracking fast, insisting that their friendship with Epstein was based only on finance, everyone knows that this wasn't the case.
Larry Summers, one of the most brilliant financial minds ever, former Treasury Secretary and President of Harvard, would not be going down to the Caribbean to talk business with this financial wannabee; and what was horny Bill Clinton doing down there? Talking black history?
There is also something insular about men in power. After a while they think that they are immune from discovery, and even if they are found out, they will be forgiving by an adoring public. American politicians like Mark Sanford who claimed he was hiking the Appalachian Trail while he was actually in Buenos Aires with his Argentine firecracker; or John Edwards who figured he never would get caught in his infidelities, and if he did, others would take the fall for him. Edwards' faithful aide agreed to acknowledging his fatherhood of Edward's illegitimate child. Etc. etc.
What is surprising is that these men of power and influence who knew very well that Washington is an informational sieve, and what happens in Washington does not stay in Washington but is broadcast to the world. Information is power, all politicians know, but they were surprised that Epstein put just about everything in writing, and now the written record stands at three million emails and counting. And those smarmy photos? They would never be leaked and would always remain as reminders of happy times?
The greatest sexual politician of all times was Dominque Strauss-Kahn, first in line for the French presidency until he was undone by a legal affair in New York where he was accused of rape of an African maid. He used his money and influence to pay off the girl who was sent packing back to the bush, but the damage was already done.
Once back in France, he took up his philandering life again and when accused of consorting with prostitutes in serial orgies in Paris, he said, 'How was I to know they were prostitutes? All women look the same with their clothes off'.
Strauss-Kahn has not been implicated in the Epstein affair, but that is not surprising. He had his own little sexual island going in France, so why would need the likes of Epstein? Epstein certainly sought out Strauss-Kahn, since they both had similar interests in money, power, and women; but the Frenchman told him to bugger off. He had the lay of the land right there in France.
Many are surprised that Bill Gates, billionaire, techie geek, and philanthropist would be hooked up with Epstein; but a good Christian soul and genius brain are no guarantees of a life of rectitude and moral righteousness. In a series of interviews his former wife, now a billionaire too thanks to the divorce settlement, said that the Epstein dalliance of her husband 'took its toll on the marriage', suggesting in no uncertain terms that Bill was not just an innocent bystander.
Men behaving badly is what this is all about, always have, always will. Yet how could Gates, Clinton, and all the rest not know what Epstein was up to. Had he hidden his pedophile ring so carefully that no one knew about it? Was he such a charmer - just like every other fraudster before and since Bernie Madoff - that his smarmy side was overlooked?
That is the real issue. No one really cares who does what to whom in high-stakes sexual hijinks but if it involves underage girls - which it did in Epstein's case - then Gates, Clinton, Summers et. al should have cared. Knowing what they knew, regardless of whether they participated in it or not, makes them at the very least complicit in crime - and a horrendous crime at that.
Epstein was said to have committed suicide while in prison; but not just conspiracy theorists suspect murder. When all is said and done, the A List will have been implicated in Epstein's worst dealings.
All these men could have had plenty of poontang without having to fly to Jeffrey's island. Yet the allure of orgiastic sex, an uninhibited Dolce Vita with nobody looking and everybody, as buck naked as they day they were born, all romping in an impossible sexual jamboree, was irresistible.
End of story, they all thought. But everyone has his comeuppance, and these moguls are no different. A few leisurely days in sun and surf, what could be bad? But these horny bastards, smart as they were, had no idea what they were getting themselves into. Of all of them, Epstein was the real genius.

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