I actually feel sorry for Ghislaine Maxwell. Because whatever comes out in the trial, it ain’t gonna be good. I’d say her current popularity levels are worse than Boris’s. In fact they’re closer to Gary Glitter’s. Approaching Omicron levels of unpopularity.

Firstly she’s rich and we all hate rich people and love to see them fall.
Secondly she’s the daughter of a scumbag so is accordingly tainted by association.
Thirdly, and possibly most importantly, she probably did it.

Yet even if she didn’t actively ‘groom’ and ‘seduce’ young women for Jeffrey Epstein to abuse, she was definitely there at the time. And at very least, did nothing. Itself, in the circumstances (of child abuse) a serious crime.

So why do I feel sorry for her? Because she can’t possibly get a fair trial. She possibly could in North Korea where no-one would have heard of her, but not in New York.

Worse still, with Epstein taking ‘the coward’s way out’ and topping himself, Ghislaine now bears the full and exclusive burden of all his guilt. Unless she has a prince in shining armour (or an Aston Martin) come and rescue her. Not likely with that prince. And even more worserer, although this is a criminal trial, there’s a lot of people, most of them lawyers, rubbing their hands in anticipation of the immense lottery wins which will ensue following a successful prosecution of La Maxwell as it will open the litigation floodgates for compensation claims. I’m not saying that will necessarily create false witnesses to enhance, embellish or even fabricate stories… I’m just sayin’.

Because stories from 25 years ago are always an issue. I can’t remember what I had for dinner on Monday, let alone who was seducing me in 1998.

Boris Johnson believes in Santa Claus. There’s no doubt. No question. Why else would he be so obsessed with ‘Christmas must go on!’? The health advisers have advised limiting gatherings once more and being prudent, which Boris passed on with his own version of ‘Chinese whispers’ (we’re not allowed to call it that in the post-Alexa era) as ‘GO WILD, PARTY LIKE ITS… 2021, AND FUCK THE PANDEMIC!!’ Well, almost.

On Christmas morning we’re due to be heading to Tenerife with Joey and Lila and a few others. Is that going to happen? Or will we face having to spend 14 nights locked in a Travelodge in Hounslow??? Appealing prospect…

Happy Wednesday

A xxxx