guilty, five times over, Chained Ghislaine Maxwell sits in the sweat box as she crawls across the Brooklyn Bridge with the rest of the rush hour little people she was flying over, saying a final goodbye to the billion dollars of the imperial city stalagmites. Former Princess Mwah-Mwah is now the Demon Queen, facing 30, the rest of her life in prison, not a right-wing fantasy Disneyland but a chasm of baddies, madmen and broken people locked up to the end of age.
She has a secret key that could unlock her chains. What if she sang, told the federal government what she knew, abandoned the overpowered men who, along with her former lover Jeffrey Epstein, abused women more children than adults in her pomp? She could reduce her prison term to 10 years and get out in seven, thanks to good behavior.
But to do so, Maxwell – once the pal of the Queen of England’s second son, two US Presidents, and our Prime Minister Boris Johnson, on the word of his sister Rachel – would have to admit that she had been The Pimp. of Epstein at $ 30 million, that she treated a crowd of underage women like rubbish, garbage, that she did a lot of harm, that she was sorry.
No sign of it. I feel pity for Maxwell, for the dark chasm between her life and the miserable place she finds herself in now, but her lack of remorse, her inability to address reality, her reluctance to express a hint of regret to her. victims hardens the heart. And this is where his tragedy lies, the darkest fairy tale of modern times.
Her first chance to tell the truth came in 2002, when journalist Vicky Ward verified the claims of Annie Farmer, who said that in 1996, when she was 16, she was taken by plane to the ranch. Epstein’s Zorro in New Mexico where, according to her story, she was sexually abused by Maxwell and Epstein. She tricked Farmer into giving the teen a massage. It got sexual, then Farmer realized the door was open, his fear being that Epstein was standing in the dark, watching.
Later, Epstein entered Farmer’s bed but she resisted, then ran away. To Ward, Maxwell said, âI can guarantee I didn’t massage herâ¦ why are you saying that? A kid who just says she came to the ranch I gave a massage toâ¦ That’s not true. OKAY? It is wrong! I also don’t like the implication of what you’re saying, for the record. At all. I do not like at all. Disgusting. âThis story only lasted too late. Ward, by the way, continued on a blog in 2011 that she admired Epstein and,â I love Ghislaine, everyone loves her. âNo one who knew Maxwell at the time did not come out well of this story.
Maxwell’s second chance to restore the evil came in October 2005, when the Palm Beach Police Department raided Epstein’s house on El Brillo Way. The socialite who asked a countess to write a 50-page manual on topics like how full a box of tissues was before it was thrown away – half – never noticed the line of production of underage children of underage girls who come and go. But she would have recorded the fact of the police raid, surely? Could he have wondered what happened to all the hard drives in the home computer, including, you might think, his own, when they were mysteriously removed before the raid, like what if a twisted copper in the police investigation had alerted Team Epstein? Nothing from Maxwell then.
Not a word in 2007 when she got her last dollop of Epstein’s $ 30 million, a single $ 7 million transfer for a helicopter owned by her own company. Silence in 2008 when his ex Epstein was convicted of procuring an underage girl into prostitution, in fact he was a pedophile. She was still taking her money in 2009, on her own account. In 2016, she swore under oath, in a civil action brought by Virginia Roberts Giuffre, that there had been no sex with minors, nothing to do here, folks. She was still watching the pedophile’s back.
Silence also in 2019 when Epstein was arrested a second time in July and in August when he committed suicide in prison. Instead of facing the music, Maxwell ran, only to be caught and tried.
She could have told the jury that she was innocent, that the four women who said they had been abused were making up a story, just like their three boyfriends, just like the butler, Juan Alessi, just like the chain of photographs showing an intimacy of in the early ’90s, as was the chain of money transfers proving that Epstein paid her $ 30 million over eight years for being a fine janitor. Instead, she held her tongue, only telling the judge, âThe government has not proven her case beyond a reasonable doubt. So I don’t need to testify.
His arrogant commanding bark echoed his father, Robert Maxwell, the first monster in his life, a man who stole Â£ 400million from his retirees, who was proud to piss off the roof of his helipad in the heart of London, which evacuated its entrails within earshot of reporters, who used to wipe their buttocks with cloth towels and let the maids pick them up. Her two-decade model of denial suggests that her daughter will be unable to negotiate a plea with the federal government, and therefore her future looks incredibly bleak. And that can only be because of her – and the rest of the Maxwell family.
Asked about the evidence against her on BBC Radio 4 Today program, his brother Ian Maxwell said conditions at his remand center were grim. We all agree. But Maxwell in court looked fantastic, as if she had stepped off a yacht. Brothers Ian and Kevin both hit their stride, proclaiming their sister’s innocence, with Kevin saying “she’s not the Demon Queen”.
One can only wonder why did Epstein pay him $ 30 million? The charge was, in layman’s terms, that no 16-year-old girl would fly to the middle of nowhere in New Mexico to spend a weekend with Epstein, but if her mother was told Maxwell was going to be there, then you could. The same goes for the other three victims: Jane and Kate and Carolyn. Maxwell got her $ 30 million and in return she covered the pedophile. I sat through the evidence and came to the conclusion that she was as guilty as sin. The other journalists too. The jury too.
That said, as Maxwell faces a long, slow, gray death within, the alpha males of our dark fairy tale walk free. The presidents, the prince, the famous Harvard lawyer, the masters of the Wall Street universe, the planet-sized brain scientists, fraternized with Epstein and Maxwell, many on the Lolita Express, some on the Paedo Island in the US Virgin Islands. They all deny having done or seen anything untoward. Admittedly, none of the underage women say they were sexually assaulted by Trump and Clinton.
Harvard attorney Alan Dershowitz vehemently denies wrongdoing, but has questions to answer. His main accuser, Virginia Roberts Giuffre, sticks to her story that she was forced to have sex with him on multiple occasions. She also accuses Prince Andrew, Duke of York, of being forced to have sex with him three times in 2001 and a photo shows they met. For now, Andrew Windsor is denying everything, as convincingly as a gimp pictured in a gimp costume denying he’s a gimp. Virginia’s attorneys ask her to prove that she was wrong to say he was a sweaty dancer because he can’t sweat. My friend Ashley Grossman, professor of neuroendocrinology at Oxford, thinks the prince’s claim does not make sense. Virginia was 17 when she was trafficked from Florida to London. If only there was some kind of police force in London that could investigate …
Ghislaine Maxwell’s dark fairy tale is not finished, not in chalk.
John sweeney was the reporter for the Hunting Ghislaine podcast and her book, Hunting Ghislaine, will be published by Hodder this spring.