Everyone I know and love has been chewing over the Epstein files today.
Cate Blanchett! On one hand there’s a chance that Blanchett never came close to Epstein. She might have crossed paths with him in social terms as no more than an extra on a set of dodgy characters. If she did know him, there’s a chance she remained unaware of what was going on around her, of why she’d been invited to the party. Perhaps by inviting Cate Blanchett along and treating her with respect, Epstein and friends preserved their appearance in the same way that Apple, Google, and Facebook incorporate in Ireland rather than infamous Caribbean tax haven – Ireland is a corporate tax haven that provides a veil of legitimacy to preserve their appearance. Perhaps they used her to trap other women. If Cate Blanchett seemed safe, she projected an illusion of safety for vulnerable women.
On the other hand, there is no profession more cut-throat than the arts. Get anywhere close to the arts and quite quickly you bear witness to Macbeth levels of political ambition. People are willing to sell their souls to progress from small-town-Ireland to small-city-Ireland, not to mind what they’d would do for an opportunity to make it big on the biggest stage in the world. And Cate Blanchett is at the top of the very top.
Interesting.