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Frankie-boy
Apr. 7th, 2025 10:10 am He restored the church on the hill, placing a golden ball on top of the tower. The ball was hollow and apparently had seats inside for as many as eight people. Tradition says he used to sit up there with his bottle chanting blasphemous versions of the psalms. Next to the church he built himself a huge Mausoleum that wouldn't have looked out of place on the Appian Way.
Under the hill he had unemployed villagers enlarge the natural cave system. It was here that he and his cronies held meetings of the fraternity popularly known as the Hellfire Club.
He was one of the great ones of the land. He held various positions in the establishment- including Chancellor of the Exchequer and Postmaster General. The men that joined him under the hill for fun and frolics- whoring, boozing and ritual- were powerful men whose fame has mostly faded by now. They included the still lustrous Benjamin Franklin.
No-one knows whether the Hellfire Club was just ageing bad boys playing dress-up or whether they took their Satanism seriously. Similar uncertainty surrounds the present day rulers of the world and what they get up to at places like Bohemian Grove or that island of Jeffrey Epstein's.
Here's his face. Francis Dashwood, as painted by Nathaniel Dance. Excellent portrait. It captures the sensuality, the slyness.
Hey, Frankie-boy, what you really thinking? Why won't you look us in the eyes?.....
Under the hill he had unemployed villagers enlarge the natural cave system. It was here that he and his cronies held meetings of the fraternity popularly known as the Hellfire Club.
He was one of the great ones of the land. He held various positions in the establishment- including Chancellor of the Exchequer and Postmaster General. The men that joined him under the hill for fun and frolics- whoring, boozing and ritual- were powerful men whose fame has mostly faded by now. They included the still lustrous Benjamin Franklin.
No-one knows whether the Hellfire Club was just ageing bad boys playing dress-up or whether they took their Satanism seriously. Similar uncertainty surrounds the present day rulers of the world and what they get up to at places like Bohemian Grove or that island of Jeffrey Epstein's.
Here's his face. Francis Dashwood, as painted by Nathaniel Dance. Excellent portrait. It captures the sensuality, the slyness.
Hey, Frankie-boy, what you really thinking? Why won't you look us in the eyes?.....
