Need a little Monday afternoon depression? Here’s some, courtesy of the Madoff family, re: this weekend’s news. Continue reading »
Ruth Madoff
Over the weekend, US Marshall’s held the second auction of Bernie and Ruth Madoff’s stuff. As previously mentioned, the wares up for grabs included monogrammed slippers, old towels, Berns’ belly button ring, bull figurines, some jewelry and used sheets. And speaking of sheets, the couple’s king sized bed went for $2,250, to former law associate Tally Wiener. Unfortunately, it was a bit of an impulse buy (“I don’t know what came over me,” she says) and she doesn’t actually have the space for such a huge piece, which is apparently bigger than her living room. She does, however, have a plan. Continue reading »
And now its yours to buy, along with his used sheets, Jimmy Buffett CD’s and more. Continue reading »
When Bernie Madoff confessed to his $50 billion Ponzi scheme, he didn’t just ruin his own life– he took his wife Ruth’s down with him. Though she has never faced charges and will never go to jail for it, Ruth Madoff has paid dearly for her husband’s decision to run a pretty sizable scam and then go public with it. As his fake returns financed the couple’s Manhattan penthouse, Montauk home, yacht and every other spot Ruth might go to max and relax and forget about all this, those were seized by the government, as was more spending money than she would’ve cared to part with. I don’t want to go too much into it, as the wound is not yet healed, so I’ll just remind you this woman was only given something like $2.5 million to get by. But worse than straddling the poverty line has been the blow to Ruth Madoff’s reputation. The woman can’t buy cheese without people mentioning that, her colorist won’t speak to her let alone give her that buttery blonde that needs to be maintained every 6 weeks, and even Ivan Boesky’s ex, who knows from the taint associated with banging white collar criminals, has been told to stay away. Basically, the woman is a leper. But she’s hoping that perhaps after hearing what she’s been up to, you’ll change your tune on ole Ruth Madoff. Continue reading »
“5:30 this morning, saw Ruthie checking in at the Continental Elite Access (First Class) counter at Newark. Where is she going with all those bags??? Is she allowed to fly first class still??”
Life is prettay prettay prettay good.
All statements were communicated via his friends on the inside, for a recent New York article on how life’s been going in the big house.
1. “Fuck my victims” (Berns is of the opinion they’re a bunch of ingrates who he “…carried for twenty years, and now I’m doing 150 years.”) Continue reading »
Hey DB–
I am in Jupiter, Florida and am sitting 20 feet from Ruth Madoff at the pool. She’s wearing a strapless brown, black and white bathing suit. Has a book and drink on the table next to her but has been focusing on frying for the last hour. She looks pretty good– am thinking about asking if she needs help re-applying suntan lotion.
*That pic is of Lady MacMadoff in better days, not this afternoon, though it sounds like things are looking up.
Most Unfortunate Purchase Ruth Madoff Is Not Permitted To Make Without Notifying Irving Picard
By Equity Private- Monthly MetroCard
- iPhone 3GS
- Cialis Prescription
- Anything at all at “per se”
- Jeep Wrangler (even factoring in cash-for-clunkers subsidy)
- Oriental Avenue
Best reader entry before 5pm ET gets a (weak but amusing) prize.
Ruth Madoff Can’t Spend $100 Without Telling Trustee [Bloomberg]
Before you answer that, please behold the latest accounting of what Lady MacMadoff has been forced to give up due to her good for nothing husband, one of which, objectively speaking, was a huge sacrifice. First off, there’s the New York Times subscription, which the US Attorney’s office deemed too extravagant. Not that big a deal (and she could always read it online), though sad for the paper, which obviously could’ve used the money. Then there’s her fur coat. When the Feds seized the Madoff’s penthouse at 133 East 64th Street last week, Ruthie asked to depart for points unknown (*though presumably some place cold, or a pawn shop) with the chinchilla on her back and was categorically shot down. Finally, the HBO. For the past six months, Mrs. Madoff has been forced to subsist on basic cable a sacrifice that wouldn’t have bothered the old girl were it not for the fact that she’s loved Danny McBride since The Foot Fist Way, and missed the entire season of Eastbound and Down, which potentially could’ve helped her make it through these very difficult days. Okay, now for why you do or don’t hate Ruthskie. According to NYM, it’s because she’s female.
Ruth’s problem seems to be a particularly female one. “It’s the gender politics of the culture,” says Gloria Steinem. “It’s easier to blame the person with less power.” And, she adds, why aren’t people blaming her sons? “They would be much more likely to be in cahoots, because they were in the same professional field. And the answer is, they’re men, that’s why.”
A hot steak tip, that is. Been searching high and low for a nice piece of meat on the cheap? Lady MacMadoff has apparently been telling Upper East Side passersby that Donohue’s on Lexington “has a great steak special on Thursdays.” Meaning she’s either angling for the soon-to-be vacant Frank Bruni job, or, and this is more likely, a waitressing gig.
