Jeffrey Epstein, the high school math teacher turned mysterious money manager turned convicted sex criminal, has been appointed to the board of a charity run by Apollo founder Leon Black, Cityfile is reporting. It’s unclear what the relationship between Black and Epstein might be, although Cityfile speculates that Epstein might be managing Black’s money.
City file also turns in this bit of titillating news:
Black’s foundation’s funds were kept in accounts at Bear Stearns and Epstein was a major Bear client, and was reported to have lost close to $60 million when Bear’s hedge funds went south.
Exposed: The Leon Black-Jeffrey Epstein Connection! [Cityfile]
Jeffrey Epstein, the billionaire money manager serving time for soliciting sexual massages from Palm Beach area girls, isn’t exactly lonely in jail. During his first month at the Palm Beach County Sheriff’s Office’s 17-acre stockade, fifty-five Epstein was visited by two attractive girls in their twenties who allegedly played a role in facilitating his rub and tug habits.
Twenty nine year old Sarah Kellen (pictured right), Epstein’s ever-present personal assistant who allegedly arranged Epstein’s liaisons with local high school girls, made three visits to Epstein in July, according to the Palm Beach Post. Nadia Marcinkova (pictured left), 23, who has been described as a “sex slave” Epstein purchased from her family in Eastern Europe, visited Epstein four times last month. (Nadia, who reportedly was a real estate agent for Douglas Elliman, lists her address as a Manhattan apartment near Epstein’s Upper East Side mansion.)
Epstein’s also been visited by a couple of scientist friends of his, according to the Post.
Tycoon Epstein draws eclectic mix of visitors to jail [Palm Beach Post]
Here’s some terrible news sure to send you into a downward spiral ending on cold tiles of the Bear Stearns’s fourteenth floor men’s room, pants around your ankles and shotgun in hand (which, for some people—non-senior BSC executives—would be considered a bad thing): Jeffrey Epstein accuser, Maximilian Cordero, has broken it off with boyfriend/lawyer/blogger William Unroch. Cordero, for those who might have unconscionably forgotten, is the aspiring model who claims billionaire massage enthusiast Jeffrey Epstein lured her underage self into his den of iniquity on the promise that he and his friends would help her with her career, and maybe even get her into the Victoria’s Secret catalog if Cordero would only “be nice to him,” which, in Epstein-speak, translates to standing around awkwardly while he jerked off into a towel. Cordero’s also the one (alleged) victim, that we know of, who has the distinction of being born a man (having pulled a fast one on Epstein by taking hormone pills since she was sixteen, displaying a rack that impressed many a DealBreaker reader, and using the nickname Max, which could really go either way). No one knows what goes on behind closed doors, but hazarding a guess, we’re thinking it’s a distinct possibility that things started to go south for the couple when it was revealed that Cordero might’ve been over 18 at the time of her run in with Epstein, a fact that slightly undermines the case and the millions of dollars the couple was hoping to gain. That sort of disappointment would put a strain on any relationship, even those not involving trannies, purple vibrators and old men and their toupees. Cordero’s new lawyer is Jonathan Lenoir.
Major Twist In ‘Minor’ Sex Suit [NYP]
Radar has the details of the first suit brought against massage enthusiast Jeffrey Epstein in court (in November Epstein decided to take his chances and forgo a plea bargain. Ballsy. I like it.) The plaintiff, “Jane Doe,” is seeking $50 million from the Palm Beach billionaire. Unfortunately, it’s for pretty standard-issue Epstein stuff, and at no time mentions a transsexual named Maximilian. I’ve anticipated how disappointed DealBreaker readers will be to hear this news, and have enclosed a little treat which you’ll get shortly. First, the complaint from JD: the girl was underage, lured to Epstein’s house by personal assistant Sarah Kellan under the pretense of “giv[ing] a wealthy man a massage for monetary compensation” while wearing only a towel, forced to stand there awkwardly while Epstein masturbated into a towel, and sometimes be touched with a purple vibrator. On several occasions she was asked to bring friends. Now, the treat:
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So much to mine from today’s New York feature on Jeffrey Epstein but the most basic thing is this: that man should be acquitted of all the charges. And we say this as people who were never the raging Epophiles you might find in the Times newsroom (I have pictures) or on the Goldman prop desk (I have video). We liked him okay, though we thought he was pretty stupid for getting caught and found his powers of perception to be somewhat lacking. But now we are converts. In fact, we’re writing this to you from the Church of Epstein. I’m sitting in the front row pew, Carney’s on his knees at the alter. You, too, will be joining us after you realize that this man:
+ Apologizes for being half an hour late with the excuse: “I never realized how many one-way streets and no-right-turns there are in midtown.”
+ Refers journalists looking for character witnesses to scientists (Nobel Prize winners, natch).
+ When compared to Icarus, asks: “Did Icarus like massages?”
+ Tells detectives (via his lawyer) that the reason he had so many massages is that he’s “very passionate about massages.”
+Lives “like a pasha.”
+ Nicknames his girls “Egg Beaters,” then has the brass to make them pay for the mugs and T’s he had made on Café Press.
+ While he may not have displayed the same innovative sexual deviancy as others, at least had the good sense not to get lured to his death by a shrewish wife who still hasn’t compensated the god damn pool cleaners for their services.
The authorities are clearly after the wrong person here. Jeffrey Epstein should not be behind bars. You know who should be behind bars? Teri Karush Rogers, and the 16 other current and former townhouse owners interviewed by the Times for an article about how much vertical living sucks (“You hate when you come home from a trip with a lot of luggage and have to drag it up the stairs, or you’re in a huge hurry to leave and you have to run back up to the third or fourth floor dressed up in high-heeled shoes because you’ve forgotten something,” “At first, she said, ‘it was sort of fun going up and down, and then we started bickering like little children about whose turn it was to get something’,” “What really stinks is when the doorbell rings and you’re breast-feeding on the fourth floor.”). Teri Karush Rogers and everyone at the NYT with three names. Those are the people who deserve caps in their asses. (Though that’s just a for instance. Have a better execution ideas? Let us know.)
The Fantaist [NYM]
Speaking of, well, see below, Maximilia Cordero is now suing the New York Post for smearing ‘her.’ You’ll remember that Cordero came forward alleging she was raped by Jeffrey Epstein after word got around that the mysterious money manger would plead guilty to charges of soliciting prostitution down in Palm Beach. After she fired suit against Epstein for sexual misconduct when she was underaged, the Post printed stories alleging that Cordero was born a man.
And thus a new lawsuit was born. Now Cordero and her lawyer (and alleged sometime boyfriend) William Unroch have filed a lawsuit the Post, claiming it engaged in a smear campaign coordinated with Epstein’s flack Howard Rubenstein (who is also the publicist for the Post).
Radar has all the dirt, but here’s the dirtiest bit:
Conspicuously absent from the accusations is the Post’s revelation that Cordero was born a man. A source tells Radar that the initial filing of the suit by Unroch includes as an exhibit a birth certificate, which showed Cordero being born Maximilia Cordero, a woman. Reached by phone this weekend, Unroch (with Cordero commenting loudly in the background but declining to come to the phone), called the Post’s behavior “outrageous” but refused to address Cordero’s birth gender or the authenticity of the birth certificate originally filed. “She’s a woman,” Unroch tells Radar. So, why not go after the Post’s gender claims?
“It’s a slam dunk case whether she was born a cat, a dog, or a space alien,” Unroch says. He also claims to have phone records proving a series of calls between Epstein and the then-16-year-old Cordero. He names several Post reporters in the suit, including one from Australia, whose work status he says he plans to question along with the overall foreign labor use by the Post. “They came into my junkyard,” Unroch says, “and I’m a pitbull. And I’m going to bite them so hard that they’ll never do this to anyone else.”
And now back to your regularly scheduled pictures of Saudi Prince Alwaleed bin Talal.
Epstein’s Accuser Sics Law Dog On Page Six [Fresh Intelligence]
The New York Post today checks in with mysterious money manager and massage devotee Jeff Epstein, and comes back with the re-assuring news that, despite rumors that he might try to fight the charges against him, Epstein is “resolute” about his plans to plead guilty to a single charge of soliciting underage prostitution. Epstein is expected to get an 18-month prison term.
Meanwhile, more bizarre stories about Epstein continue to emerge. Last week, the Daily News’ Rush & Molloy reported that Epstein allegedly used his friendship with Tommy Mottola to flatter young girls with a chance at a recording contract.
Bear Stearns, where Epstein got his start in finance, could not be reached for comment no matter how hard we stared at the phone and tried to dial it with our minds.
Cops Flops Letting Mogul Get Off Easy [New York Post]
Rock ‘n rollers have long known that money can’t buy love…but connections to the music business can. That may be why mysterious billionaire Jeff Epstein—who may be the most mysterious man whose ‘behind closed doors’ life details we known most about—allegedly liked to bring girls up to his buddy Tommy Mottola’s office to let them audition for the music bigwig. Apparently, the billions, the private island, and the jet weren’t enough to seal the deal. Sometimes Epstein would tell certain girls that he could get them record contracts, a source tells Rush & Molloy. We’ve also heard that Epstein would tell girls he could get them modeling contracts with Victoria Secret.
Rush & Molloy [New York Daily News]
While he may be a fan of it, Jeffrey Epstein is no pussy. Radar hears that the lover o’ massages, charged with solicitation of underage prostitutes, has chosen forgo the plea bargain arranged by Ken Starr that would’ve sent him away for 18 months and not made him register as a sex offender. Instead, a jury trial that’s sure to bring lots of new evidence to the table (but what, though? The mind explodes with possibilities) is scheduled for January 7 at 9 am. Sadly, this update has nothing to do with possible transsexual Maximilia/n Cordero, but perhaps it was his/her balls that inspired Epstein to grow a pair and take a chance.
Epstein Shrinks from Plea Bargain [Radar]
In layman’s terms: not really. Though “sources close to” USVI Governor, John P. deJongh Jr., whose election campaign Epstein has donated approximately $1 million to, say there may be “concern” that deJongh will now be associated with what a bunch of prudes really just blowing things out of proportion are calling “a sexual predator,” the fact that Epstein employs deJongh’s wife and pays for the deJongh children’s private school tuition should keep things copacetic (in addition to the political contributions, obviously). Plus, it’s the Virgin Islands, where you can do whatever you want (ask us about James Cayne’s drug mule-cum-kept-boy later, with which deJongh has “no prob”). The Gov has already commented that he finds it “highly appropriate” for his wife to continue working as the director of Epstein’s J. Epstein Virgin Island Foundation, an organization which gives exceptionally motivated young teens (male or female, as long as they show promise) scholarships to massage school to be followed by placement in one of Epstein’s homes, and clearly, it is. And though he hasn’t said anything about it on the record, the fact that he was cool with Jeffrey “regularly ferrying boatloads”—think about that: “boatloads”—of young ladies to Little St. James, Epstein’s island off the coast of St. Thomas, for the past several years, more or less seems to be deJongh’s blessing to “do what you want.”
Epstein’s Tropic Isle of Babes [NYP]