It’s a Very Nice House in the Country (But Not for an Orgy)
July 15th, 2009This is probably several rungs down from the top of the pyramid, but worth noting anyway.
Via: Independent:
Nestled in the rolling Somerset countryside and surrounded by 17 acres of meticulously kept gardens, Halswell House is the sort of quintessentially English retreat that would make an ideal backdrop for a romantic period drama. It is also a perfect venue if you happen to be a member of a shady European party circle which indulges in the very un-English pastime of mass orgies.
Last weekend, employees at the 17th-century manor house, which is accustomed to hosting corporate dos and chocolate-box weddings for well-heeled clients, were left speechless when 350 masked guests stripped off at the stroke of midnight and engaged in group sex of bacchanalian proportions.
According to those who witnessed the spectacle, security guards gave up trying to persuade copulating couples to go to their rooms because almost every guest at the party was “otherwise engaged” with a fellow reveller.
Grahame Bond, the hotel’s multimillionaire owner, had hired his 30-room house out for £9,000 to a Dutch company who planned to host a private party, charging guests £65 a ticket. When a convoy of BMWs, Aston Martins and Porsches swept up the driveway on Saturday evening and disgorged their masked occupants, staff assumed they were dealing with a fabulously well-attired fancy-dress party.
But at the stroke of midnight, the atmosphere suddenly changed. “We began the evening by serving the guests Kir Royals and the champagne flowed,” Mr Bond recalled yesterday. “There was a man – the party organiser – telling guests in a loud voice that they were all under a spell. Then, at the stroke of midnight, he told them that if they kissed a guest the spell would be broken. I couldn’t believe my eyes. It suddenly turned into a scene from Eyes Wide Shut.”
Wherever Mr Bond and his dumbfounded staff looked, they could see revellers indulging in group sex. “Everywhere there were couples having sex,” he said. “Over the banisters alone I counted four couples at it.”
Exclusive swinging parties have long been a staple for the debauched doyens of Mayfair, but locals from the nearby village of Goathurst were flabbergasted. “My staff were astonished and it wasn’t long before word got out,” admitted Mr Bond, a property developer who acquired Halswell House in 2004 and has since spent more than £5m renovating the building.
The Independent has discovered that the party was hosted by Little Sins, a Dutch company which specialises in throwing luxury swingers parties for Europe’s wealthy élite. Known as an “Eyes Wide Sin” party, anyone attending must be over the age of 21 and men can only join if they are part of a couple. The dress code is strictly monitored by a “doorbabe”, who makes sure that anyone attending the party has obeyed the sartorial requirements. Once inside, pretty much anything goes.
And here’s the top of the pyramid:
http://www.isgp.eu/dutroux/Belgian_X_dossiers_of_the_Dutroux_affair.htm
http://www.isgp.eu/dutroux_and_nebula/Beyond_Dutroux_part_two_Nebula.htm
Yeeek.
Thanks for the links, pookie. That’s got to be some of the most depressing material I’ve read in a couple years.
It’s stuff like that which makes me think that a planetary-scale cataclysm wouldn’t be entirely bad. Makes you lose your faith in humanity.
@ thucydides
yeah. What we need is an extremely wealthy White Hat Person who Gives a Shit (hellooooo, Dano5050 — this would be along the lines of your penchant for “signing up for big challenges,” no?) who can hire his or her own dedicated research group, infiltrators, and child rescue squads, Delta Force-type, to take these scum the fuck down.
@ pookie:
i don’t think that solution would work: the hydar is too well connected, has too many tentalces, and would simply go black. I have another proposition for you:
with apologies in advance to Kevin:
“Kurtz’s patrols in the highlands coming under frequent ambush. The camp started falling apart…November: Kurtz orders the assassination of three Vietnamese men and one woman. Two of the men were Colonels in the South Vietnamese army. Enemy activity in his old sector dropped off to nothing. Guess he must have hit the right four people. The army tried one last time to bring him back into the fold. And if he pulled over, it all would have been forgotten. But he kept going, and he kept winning it his way, and they called
me in. They lost him. He was gone. Nothing but rumors and rambling intelligence, mostly from captured VC. The VC knew his name by now, and they were scared of him. He and his men were playing hit and run all the way into Cambodia.”
— apocalypse now
cybele
@dagobaz
hahaha I like it. But even rogue elements need some decent financial backing.