Ahem. We have an announcement! Music please, maestro:
Yes, those little things make life interesting.
And now we’re living in some very interesting times, because Andrew, the Mountbatten-Windsor formerly known as Prince and still nicknamed Randy Andy for reasons, has been arrested — on his 66th birthday, of all days.
The charges couldn’t be more vague — “suspicion of misconduct in public office”? ¿Qué?
Ah well. If the charges are clear as mud at the moment, and the police aren’t saying much, one thing is obvious as a fart in a crowded elevator: It’s all to do with his ties to the late, unlamented Jeffrey Fucking Epstein.
Right now it’s most likely his financial dealings with the “disgraced financier” (read: PEDOPHILE PIMP WITH A SHITLOAD OF ILL-GOTTEN MONEY), but as more living victims of both men may feel encouraged to come forward, additional charges could well apply. Virginia Roberts has pointed the finger at him from the pages of her posthumous memoir, but since Randy Andy was famously voracious (as well as sadistic and entitled), I don’t believe she will be the only one vindicated when he is sentenced.
I’ve suspected this was coming ever since the late Queen Elizabeth stripped Andrew of his royal duties, and King Charles followed up late last year by stripping his royal titles. No doubt Her Majesty was not amused by having to pay 12 million pounds to compensate a victim of her favorite child’s depredations, and no doubt His Majesty King Charles III is not amused either at the prospect of his spoiled little brother being an ongoing liability to the House of Windsor. Ol’ Andy’s been nothing but an embarrassment for decades, ever since his affair with actress Koo Stark became tabloid fodder. He’s had the reputation of being a skirt-chasing playboy for over four decades. Only now, he’s looking more and more like a criminal, as well as a figure of scandal.
In addition, all signs are pointing to Epstein being an intelligence agent or asset for at least three countries. His New York home was chock-a-block with clandestine recording equipment. And at an apartment building he managed, which was used by none other than Ehud Barak when he was in town, there was spy gear apparently installed by Mossad with Epstein’s full knowledge and co-operation. Mossad also had agents installed right across the way from him, with a camera trained on his pad at all times. And since ol’ Randy Andy was infamously photographed on the doorstep of said residence, more than once, it’s very likely that he was also recorded, on audio and video, inside the building.
The exact (undoubtedly grotesque) details have yet to be revealed, but I’m sure that everything that transpired in there was quite useful to Mossad, the CIA, and possibly even Russian intelligence, for blackmail purposes. Which would add another layer of unsavoriness on top of the rather dull financial stuff, and the downright horrifying pedo stuff. And which would make Andrew a national security liability for all the Brits.
It’s almost enough to make one wish that the Tower of London were still a prison.




