I worked at the BBC in the 80s at the start of my career. Back then JS did a record show (yup long time ago!) on the World Service. It was common practice that they never allocated women to work in the studio with him, so I was surprised when it happened to me and I ended up face to face with him. I remember then thinking this is odd - what's going on? Of course the bosses knew what he was like. I was early 20s at the time so probably too old for him. He gave me the creeps even back then. Hiding in plain sight and utterly indulged by a system that protects its 'talent' before anything else. I later worked in TV in the 90s-00s and they were still doing the same old thing indulging the talent, regardless of what monsters they were to the staff. Fame seems to turn people into nasty pieces of work.
Not to get all armchair psychoanalyst or anything, but do you think fame
turns people into nasty pieces of work, or that fame
attracts people who are already nasty? To mangle a phrase from Dead Poets Society (yeah, sorry about that, I'm old), why did they write poetry? To woo women. Or who was it, Peter Crouch, who when asked 'what would you be if you weren't a professional footballer' answered 'a virgin'
I think people use whatever they have available to them, to get access to the people they want to
duck. I guess the same is true of paedos as well as those with legal tastes. I'm not sure where I'm going with this rambling thought train; somewhere towards Weinstein and Savile, I suppose.
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