PR Debacles and How to Avoid Them
I put an end
To all my emblems
To my career as an Amazon
And to my sovereign freedom ...
I give you my body, my soul and my chrysanthemum
For I am Yours
You are my lord, you’re my darling
You’re my orgy
You’re my folly, my mix
You are my blessed bread
My charming prince
I am yours...
The name of the recording company Mme. Sarkozy is working with? Naive Records.
Finally, From the Ridiculous to the Totally Nuts
Maxwell Mosley, a multimillionaire and the son of Britain’s most famous World War II Fascist, Oswald Mosley, is currently czar of European Formula 1 Grand Prix racing. Last April 7, Rupert Murdoch’s News of the World reported that the distinguished Mosley was involved in “a depraved Nazi sadomasochistic orgy,” and offered video proof on its Web site.
Refusing all calls for his resignation as president of the Fédération Internationale de l’Automobile, Mosley turned around and sued News of the World for “gross and indefensible intrusion” into a lifestyle he has enjoyed for 45 years. In his July 9, 2008, story in The New York Times titled “Trial About Privacy in Which None Remains,” John F. Burns writes:
LONDON — At moments, it seems like British satire at its whimsical, Monty Python-style best: a judge and a bank of lawyers, all stern-as-you-like in horsehair wigs, exploring the finer points of bottom-spanking with an aging multimillionaire and several young women who joined him in a Chelsea flat last winter, for a $5,000 fee, for what was described as five hours of sadomasochistic “fantasy” play.
If your idea of good PR is going to court for invasion of privacy, be prepared for your privacy to be invaded exponentially and worldwide.
Put another way, Max Mosley has given a bold new meaning to the term “public relations.”