High life
The company they keep
Taki
BNew York y the time you read this I hope the man with the moustaches for eyebrows will be back where he belongs, in the state Which for the last 28 years has given us Edward Moore Kennedy, senator, rather than Teddy Kennedy, bartender.
Mind you, accidents do happen, and as a certain Mr Disraeli almost once said, if Dukakis is elected it will be a disaster, but if his wife becomes First Lady it will be a catastrophe. Kitty Dukakis, my spies tell me, makes Fancy Nancy seem like Mrs Miniver by comparison, so heaven help us. But if my private polls are correct, she should now find plenty of time to write an extremely profitable opus about how a hostile press kept her from wearing desig- ner gowns at the taxpayers' expense for the next four or eight years — a press, inciden- tally, which has been almost hysterically anti-Bush, and downright libelous against the poor guy with that funny name. Now some of you may perhaps think me ungallant for picking on the wife of the man who makes Martin Amis look like a basketball star, but I have good reason to. She appeared on the Phil Donahue Show — something that no self-respecting mug- ger would ever do — and accused George Bush of lying about the record of her favourite Greek. After calling the Veep more names than even I would dare call Harold Pinter, she then said that she meant nothing personal. It was the kind of cop- out one should expect from the overly ambitious wife of a Greek-American who has lied throughout the long campaign about his record. And speaking of the campaign, it has been ruthlessly personal against Bush and his Robert Redford look-alike, starting with that awful trained seal Robert Redford himself. The trained one has been flying around the country urging the people not to vote for Bush, which is probably the real reason the Republicans are ahead.
Just as Kennedy and Biden — two men who grew spots on their tongues while still in their cribs — attacked Judge Bork's character in the most vicious manner, so has the so-called Duke attacked the youngest pilot in the history of Uncle Sam's air force. This week, even at Mor- timer's, I heard time and time again from people who can neither read nor write — but can count up to a thousand million — how terrible Bush is. Personally, I think he will be one of America's greatest presi- dents ever, if only because he has such a wonderful wife.
I have always insisted that one can only judge a man by the woman he chooses as his concubine, which is why in a way I like ex-President Marcos. The dragon lady, as Imelda is now called by the more elegant American newspapers, has always shown courage while defending her husband, something I cannot say about many of her former friends. After reaping countless benefits from her, they are now busy trying to disassociate themselves from the fallen Filipinos. One that has not is Doris Duke. La Duke, like our sainted Prime Minister, has cojones, and has not only put up bail money for Imelda, but has also come up with the private jet. According to Doris, the American government lied to the Marcoses in order to get them to leave Manila peacefully, and is now going after them a la Bonfire of the Vanities. I agree. And take my hat off to Doris Duke, who was never a close friend of the Marcoses when they were omnipotent. I attended a lunch for the dragon 'lady, and not one of the millionaires she used to play hostess to in the past was there. It was not surprising. Nobody forgets faster than a beneficiary, especially if he's really rich. Next week I will tell you all about the richest Greek shipowner and the sad story about him and his beneficiary that is about to become public. Almost-beneficiary, that is.
'It's called the human-race.'
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