The Bumpkins and Pumpkins
They are having you all on.
He wanted people who had grown up poor to sleep with him, because, he said, they were very glowing about him, whereas women who could date or marry rich men, they weren’t impressed and he didn’t want people to have anyone above him.
In that very intense period of being trafficked and enslaved for four months, after telling my brother in NYC and Venezuela, that I would be home in a week (you see I had no lease and was held in a trafficking apartment in Camden), I discovered in that rigorous intensity, in which he exposed his psyche, and innermost desires trafficking me, all his core wounds.
You know what they say, the people who aren’t gifted, but who are narcissists, or who are paedophiles, they make it, because they can go on Top of the Pops, with Jimmy Saville, and the men who won’t rape children, and the women who are too rich to care about being famous, are as dangerous to these paedophiles, as a billionaire philanthropists are. The key to Epstein, and I have always said this, is, they are hiding the enslavement of women in Britian, and these men were going into sex slave houses sleeping with these women. He wanted “alabaster white skin” and blue eyes, so I don’t know where these women were coming from…he told me that Slavic women’s rightful place is in a brothel, so it was “alright” to traffic me, and he relished owning me, and the cabal, (what he would call the paedophile network) they had given the okay, (he went back for the okay 3 times) being both Australian, Slavic and having had a grandmother who was a political refugee, was the trifecta of yes, and he kept chuckling to all the men who knew that I was a literal slave, to be killed for the success of all their young, that it was like kidnapping someone on the way to Hollywood. He kept chuckling it’s like a writer who could be working, and I have kidnapped her, and I’ll get poor women who are narcissists, who have beautiful Anglo Saxon features, and blonde hair to cover it up for me.
My hope is that people drop away from helping them, just for that little bit of glamour. His friends are supposed to shatter the psyche of a rape victim, because she had been raped. Just because her grandmother was an aristocrat, who raised her in the tradition of the Rachmaninov’s and yes, this was a very large issue in the room, and no the country bumpkin from the Closed Brethren didn’t have this issue, no she was happy to have sex with people, I on the other hand had studied very hard, I already had a degree, while she lay flat out in the afternoon catching up on the TV that she had missed as a child eating pop tarts (which I had never seen as Dural was an epicurean area) and cheap potato chips, I was ballet, tap dancing, Speech and Drama, learning to improv so that I could write lyrics, or learning about phonetics.
I will never forget their cruelty towards me due to Lucy Rachmaninov being my grandmother, or the palpable jealousy about my DNA, or my lyrics, and poetry writing ability. It was a unique position to be in, and no one else was being abused for their ancestry.
You see the bumpkin women, who “have a little of the bumpkin about them”, or who had grown up bumpkins and not sophisticated, reading, studying and travelling…those very bumpkin women hide the men, saying, hey I am a pretty lady who says that there is nothing to see here, if he can sleep with me why on earth would he have a slave. They are always on the lookout for bumpkin narcissists who only have the attention of fame to seek, for they will never dream of running for office, or becoming an advocate. There is a difference you know.
The young of the poor have to be eaten for the young of the rich, and the sick proclivities of rich men in the music industry.
The “country bumpkin policing force” were to be created from scratch, as my Anglo Saxon presiders and superiors, and they would be there to tell me what a nice person he is and that I am lucky to have been raped so many times for his luxuries, and his proclivities.
The bumpkin police have been paid for their work (they are Anglo Saxon), and they are supposed to say that he doesn’t need any laws because he is so terrific. The bumpkin police are invariably Anglo-Saxon and they have blue eyes and perhaps blonde hair. He always has to have a few tokens though, someone with a broad nose like man, and someone with an ethic background like me….snigger, snigger, snigger, “Then they will never be on to me.” Once I said to him, when he told me that 57 Kilos is fat (I was prepared to drop to 50), “Do you know any fat people?” He retorted, “I am a celebrity, love, of course I don’t know any fat people.” I bet that he has some token fatties too.
The bumpkin police, bumpkin just a little bit, everyone knows that they will not make it on the world stage, either their look isn’t quite right, or their hair, voice, or they only have the chops, as they say for a local market. Aren’t they cruel?
These men know that they can grab the inferiors by the heart and make them feel superior.
The “bumpkin police” want to be in the public eye, they want to be near famous people, and he specialises in making them feel like the very special chosen ones. That’s just what you must do, when you are disguise a massive fraud by using an army of slackjawed bumpkins.
The additional awkward thing is that I am actually Nepo Rich, and on the whole, Nepo Rich kids don’t want to have as much surgery as people who want to be all razzle dazzle, no, we shun the limelight so we don’t mind if our nose is not “Quite right for a close up” or whether we are “normal sized skinny”, a size 10 or, 6 or 8, or 12. We want to be in parliament, to don a gown when we attend a ball, to ride, to ski, but no, we don’t need to be the centre of attention because we have had the narcissism knocked out of us by pragmatic private school types at a young age. The right private school is the difference, as is the Duke of Edinburgh programme, or the Bronze Medallion, or riding and pony camps, or the like.
He despised wealthy men, men who were wealthier than he was, and he absolutely despised billionaires, and politicians, because it had come into a great shock to him and to other people I suppose (in the Jeffrey Epstein network…that (as the original outsiders trying to get in on money) that their fame didn’t make them, the most popular and important people in society.
He ever so directly told me, that when he became famous, he thought that he’d be more popular, and more powerful than the Prime Minister or a billionaire, and they weren’t. That is exactly what he wanted, to be more influential (but for no one to know they are all paedophiles…snigger, snigger, snigger). When did men in music need to become more important than a darn Prime Minister? When did all the feminists start inviting these men in, so that they could ostensibly stop the attacks on women that they wanted to keep going, so that they could rape and harm.
He told me, and no one believed me, that they were looking for ways to keep their paedophilia going, and they wanted their paedophilia to keep going (for their friends like Saville), he talked about his performative charity work too, that was exactly the way to not catch a paedophile.
They also wanted to become more important than billionaires, and politicians, and they wanted to run society because they didn’t want academics “taking away (their) paedophilia.” I said that the world is going to be in a lot of trouble if paedophiles and musicians start running society and not academics and politicians. Just think of wokism now.
As for the Pumpkins. All the little pumpkins are on the way into the Royal Palaces, for narccy mum and dad, so that they can use paedophilia to all be pumpkins, who are told that they are great every day, and that they deserve the best in life by the bones being eaten up of other children.
The Pumpkins are on parade, and on the way into the monarchy, as everyone wants a title, if they are a big narc, wanting a big, razzle dazzle gold throne.