Deconstructing Wexner, Part Twelve
Human trafficking and the murder of Roy Raymond, founder of Victoria's Secret
Raymond’s body flew off the Golden Gate bridge and dropped 250 feet deep into the dark waters of the Pacific Ocean. A person who either jumps or is thrown slams into the water at the speed of 75 miles per hour. It’s an agonizing way to die—akin to being hit by a car—in four seconds.
Before that fateful day in 1993 many things happen. For starters on January 20, Bill Clinton becomes President of the United States. Leslie Wexner marries one of his attorneys from Davis, Polk & Wardell, Abigail Koeppel on January 23rd. Jeffrey Epstein makes his first trip to Clinton’s White House just two days later, on January 25th. In February, Epstein’s business partner, Steven Hoffenberg is facing criminal charges by the Security & Exchange Commission (SEC), and a documentary titled “Conspiracy of Silence” about the Franklin child abuse allegations of pedophilia and the upper echelons of power in the White House is in the works.
Raymond wasn’t an ordinary man—no—he’d been one of them.
Born into a Republican and Masonic bloodline, he’d attended Tufts University and then later Stanford—a university with deep connections to the shadow government and CIA. Other graduates of Tufts include Jamie Dimon, CEO of JPMorgan Chase, Pierre Omidyar, Founder of eBay and Vannevar Bush, founder of Raytheon.
Moreover, Stanford is almost synonymous with Bohemian Grove, eugenics and covert CIA mind control experiments.
David Starr Jordan, a eugenicist, served as the first president of Stanford University from its founding to the mid-1920s, was instrumental in shaping the ideals of Bohemian Grove.
Jeffrey Epstein and Ghislaine Maxwell (above) at Bohemian Grove in July 1991. Among the speakers were Helmut Schmit, former Chancellor of West Germany; Bill Clinton then Governor of Arkansas; Dick Cheney, then Secretary of Defense; and George Shultz, former Secretary of State.
There is no doubt in this author’s mind that Wexner, and very likely Raymond, also attended these summer gatherings for political networking.
According to David Shurter, a survivor of the Franklin child abuse network, and a member of a multi-generational satanic family, children are brought to Bohemian Grove to be sexually abused. These are his words:
The Bohemian Club is connected to Bohemian Grove, a large property located north of San Francisco which regularly hosts elite pedophile parties attended by international male politicians and businessmen. Both locations feature the pagan god Moloch who is depicted as an owl.
I and others, such as Fiona Barnett—who was trafficked from Australia, were taken to the Bohemian Grove as children, and we have witnessed pedophiles hunt for children amongst the redwood forest. Another version of the Bohemian Grove is what I believe this ranch to be—a place where rich people are able to hunt children down like animals—which is just one small aspect of their perverted and dark activities.
Hunting, raping and killing children for sport is a common feature of elite pedophile gatherings. Alleged attendees at European pedophile hunts include King Albert of Belgium, Dutch Crown Prince Alfrink Bernhard, Prince Johan Friso of Holland and his wife Mabel Wisse Smit.
In 1991 Raymond is still in the good graces of Wexner, and he’s still alive. On July 30, 1991 Wexner signed a three-page legal document, known as a power of attorney, enabling Epstein to hire people, sign checks, buy and sell properties and borrow money. Wexner would also provide properties, planes and additional financial resources that Epstein would use to purchase the private island Little Saint James. It will become known as “Orgy Island” with visits from Bill Clinton, Prince Andrew and Wexner himself.
The most important acquisition Wexner makes throughout all his years in the fashion industry, according to the New York Times is Victoria’s Secret—which he purchased from Raymond in 1982.
Insiders call it “Vicky’s”—and Wexner uses the models he obtains from Monique Pillard. Pillard, who is notably absent in history and doesn’t even have a Wikipedia page, is the President of Elite Model Management.
Karen Mulder, Elite & Victoria’s Secret
At 5’10’ with long blonde hair and a perfect face the teenager stood out from her classmates at the local high school she attended. The stores in her neighborhood—one of eight districts in Vlaardingen—an old harbor town in the province of South Holland, the Netherlands all carried the glossy fashion magazines.
The area is a beacon for factories and ship repair businesses. On the Vulcaanhaven–the largest privately owned artificial harbor in the world—is the factory for Fabergé cosmetics (owned by Meshulam Riklis). Perhaps this is why fashion magazines regularly line the racks of the supermarkets and newspaper stands throughout the city.
Karen Mulder had been mesmerized by these images on the pages of the glossy magazines. She fantasized about what it would be like to be one of the beautiful models who looked as if they didn’t have a care in the world and who wore the most amazing designer clothes.
In 1985 her parents took her and her younger sister, Saskia, on a camping trip in the south of France. This is where she first saw the ad for Elite Model Management’s Look of the Year contest. Her eyes fixated on it and for several minutes she allowed herself to daydream. But reality got the better of her. They wouldn’t want a teenager wearing braces, she silently scolded herself, settling back into reality.
One of her friends, however, decided to send photos of the statuesque teen to Elite without her knowledge. To her astonishment she won the preliminary contest which was held in Amsterdam. Things moved quickly and she ascended up to the finals where she won second place. From here Karen was signed by the agency and before she knew what was happening she was no longer in high school but on the runways.
Elite was founded in 1972 in Paris, France by John Casablancas. He is remembered as a man with a sexual preference for teenage girls. When Casablancas was 41, he began having a sexual relationship with Stephanie Seymour—who was 15 years old. Seymour met the modeling world mogul at one of his many modeling competitions. He explained his views on Seymour in an interview:
“[Seymour] is a girl of extremes…and the way she developed—there’s a quality about her that is this incredible sensuality that a woman-child has, a true woman-child…her voice is a child’s, her attitudes, the way she holds her feet and her hands are those of a child, at the same time with an incredibly sensuality to it. And that mixture was and is so explosive…This was something like a forbidden fruit for both of us.”
Gerard Marie became the President of Elite and has been accused by many models, including Carré Otis, of rape. Otis began working for Elite when she was 17 and as a struggling young model was sleeping in Gerard Marie’s home where she was still required to pay rent. After finding Marie’s cocaine stash in the bathroom she says the two developed an “age-inappropriate” bond over snorting the class-A drug. He told the impressionable teenager the drug was “the secret to model weight management.”
Adnan Khashoggi is one of many men to whom the models were allegedly “pimped out”. One of Elite’s models said in an interview that Khashoggi routinely browsed through photo portfolios of the young aspiring models. After his review his assistant would ask him who he would like. It was for Khashoggi, and men like him, similar to ordering a side of fries with one’s lunch. A meet-up fee of $35,000 to $50,000 would be arranged with the agency.
The seedy side of the modeling world was investigated by 60 Minutes in 1988 where Jean-Luc Brunel—a friend of Ghislaine Maxwell’s—was alleged by several young models aged between 15 and 18 of sexual harassment and rape. The same allegations had been made for over three decades. However, no criminal investigation was launched.
Epstein gave Brunel a $1 million line of credit to provide him with girls. Virginia Giuffre former “sex-slave” of Epstein and Maxwell claimed in a deposition that the modeling agency was really a front for trafficking.
The underbelly of this world—where the agencies owned not only your face but your body to do with what they wanted—was not known to Karen Mulder when she embarked on her modeling career. Before she was 17 she was modeling for fashion icons like Valentino, Yves Saint Laurent, Versace and Giorgio Armani.
In a New York Times article entitled ‘Fashion: Striking Poses’ Ellen Harth, head of Elite Runway Inc., said of models like Naomi Campbell, Claudia Schiffer and Karen Mulder, “They are sensual, not sexy.”
She goes on to describe Karen Mulder as a rare commodity, a radiant blonde with undertones of sultriness and adds:
“Mulder is that rare commodity, a mannequin who can turn a rigorously plain dress into one as alluring as a satin negligee. ‘She could sell a paper bag,’ says Harth, her agent. And indeed, at Calvin Klein's presentation Mulder's voluptuous outline and undulating walk transformed an understated gray tunic into a seductive showpiece.”
The worlds of Mulder, Maxwell, Epstein had already collided when she signed her first modeling contract. In the beginning she went along with the unsettling string of events. She thought it was part of the world of grown-ups. The incredibly long hours, the drugs to keep her working, and the endless men whose hands feverishly reached up between her thighs.
On January 5, 1992 Maxwell, just two weeks after the tribute for her infamous father Robert Maxwell, who’d mysteriously disappeared off his yacht The Lady Ghislaine, she, along with Epstein, flew to Paris for fashion week.
Epstein went as a representative of Victoria’s Secret.
Arriving at the Valentino Haute Couture fashion show they moved in harmony with the crowd and took their seats, champagne flutes in hand, and folding their coats on their laps while the loud music filled the room. Two photographers flitted about the room snapping photos of anyone who looked famous. Almost everyone was in one way or another. This was a by-invitation only event. When one of them approached the couple, Epstein instinctively faced forward closing his eyes. Ghislaine, more accustomed to the demands of the press, looked straight into the camera with a half-hearted Mona Lisa smile.
Soon the lights dim and the models began to walk the runway. Ghislaine elbows Jeffrey when she sees their friend Naomi Campbell step onto the runway. Then Karen Mulder takes the stage. She’s radiant in a white sleeveless sheath dress paired off with white fishnet stockings.
After this event Mulder is offered a contract with Wexner’s Victoria’s Secret which she accepts.
Lost to history, but not to this author, is that Meshulam Riklis owned Valentino. He’d purchased it from another man who I came to know, Robert “Bob” Kenmore, CEO of Kenton Corporation. Kenton was the umbrella company that held Cartier, Valentino and a couple of other well-known companies.
Riklis purchased Kenton from Kenmore—so that when Maxwell and Epstein arrived in Paris for the fashion show—and signed Karen Mulder to Victoria’s Secret—they did so from yet another member of the cabal.
By the time Mulder joins Victoria’s Secret their catalog is sent out 15 times per year. Their list includes some of the wealthiest and most powerful men in the world. The men may not like the third-rate fabric of the skimpy lingerie—but that is not what they’re looking at as they thumb through each issue. Few of them discard it keeping it instead with their stash of Playboy magazines.
In 2001 Karen appears on a French television show and tells a horrified host that she has been raped by top executives at Elite as well as being given as a gift to Prince Albert of Monaco. She alleges she has been coerced into having sex to garner better contracts, that Elite had used her and other models as sex slaves in a ring that extended through the top echelons of French society, implicating politicians, members of the police, and other top officials. She also claims that her own father had raped her. She complains her bosses got her addicted to cocaine and heroin.
Mulder adds, “They tried to turn me into a prostitute because they thought it would be so easy.”
The show never aired and the master tape of the interview was destroyed.
Once back in her apartment in Paris, her sister arrives, and against her will Karen is placed in the psychiatric unit of Montsouris Hospital located in the 14th arrondissement of Paris. Here she is heavily sedated for five months and treated for depression and anxiety. Gerald Marie, the head of Elite Paris and one of the men Mulder had accused of raping her, paid her bill.
After her release Karen was found unresponsive on the floor of her apartment. Newspapers reported that she was rushed to the hospital by her former fiancé, Jean Yves Le Fur. On December 11, 2002 Page Six wrote:
“Troubled Dutch supermodel Karen Mulder is in a coma after she overdosed on sleeping pills Monday in an apparent attempt to take her own life. The blonde beauty, who drew snickers last year when she claimed to have been raped by everybody from Prince Albert of Monaco to members of her own entourage, was rushed to the American Hospital in Neuilly after her former fiancé, Jean Yves Le Fur, found her passed out on the floor of her Paris apartment. Doctors are still trying to revive her. Mulder's parents flew from the Netherlands to be by her side. Elite models president Gerald Marie, an old friend of Mulder who paid her bills when she was committed to the Montsouris Clinic after her meltdown last year, was shocked. ‘It's very sad,’ he told PAGE SIX's Jared Paul Stern. ‘She had everything. I don't know how she lost it all. Her parents must be freaking out again. It's really a pity. I'm trying to find out what I can do.’ Mulder seemed on the road to recovery last summer when she embarked on a singing career, hitting the French charts with a Gloria Gaynor cover.”
The people in her circle state it was her neighbors who found her. In Karen’s personal notes she wrote, “Jean-Yves Le Fur is never short of publicity.”
Her father, Ben, told the press Karen is full of “mad ideas”. This story is echoed by mainstream media. Soon the world believes Karen Mulder is unhinged. That she is crazy.
Once recovered she is made to make a public apology to Prince Albert of Monaco.
Jean-Yves Le Fur is among the many names in Jeffrey Epstein’s black book.
Roy Raymond
Just days before his tragic death Raymond was in the middle of finding a publisher for a book he’d urge his 11-year-old daughter, Laura, to write. He was also talking to various investors for a business owned by Peggy Knight, his new wife. She’d lost her hair after battling breast cancer and created a line of wigs. Raymond came up with the idea of getting hospitals involved and was busy lining up contacts. After his divorce from Kaye in 1990, he and Peggy began their relationship.
And, then, out of nowhere Raymond received notice that the Internal Revenue Service (IRS) claimed he owed $77,000 placing a lien on his income. And, then there was an additional $56,000 in state taxes.
This was three days before his fall from the Golden Gate Bridge.
Every major newspaper that covered his death portrayed Raymond as being depressed and beaten down. His death was labeled a suicide by the coroner’s office and no official investigation was ever conducted.
In 1982 when Wexner purchased “Vicky” from Raymond, he was asked by Wexner to stay on as President—and he had for a year or two. As an insider Raymond was certainly privy to a lot of information.
Essentially, he was a man who knew too much, and like Hoffenberg, needed to be silenced.
It would have been easy enough for Clinton, already in the White House, to order the IRS to go after Raymond.
In one of Wexner’s rare interviews, he confided that when Raymond first met him, he thought he’d met the devil.
And, just as a reminder, Vince Foster, Clinton’s childhood friend, and deputy White House counsel during the first six months of his presidency died on July 20, 1993 of a gunshot wound to his mouth. His father's .38-calibre revolver, dating from 1913, was at his side. Kenneth Starr, one of the men who would later defend Jeffrey Epstein investigated his death. Starr’s report, which cost $2,000,000 tax-payer dollars, stated that “Vince Foster had died from his own hand.”
To be continued…
Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven
I can’t imagine having a beautiful, naive, young daughter who is determined to get into modeling. How would you explain that the industry is a sex slave trafficking racket for politicians and corporate moguls?
I’d probably sound as crazy as I do now to my normie friends when I try to explain why they shouldn’t transect their cells with mRNA.
Please all look up AnnMarie van Blijenburgh’s interview ( I found this on you tube 2 years ago ) re the Dutch royalty’s involvement regarding children’s hunting parties. She was the wife of Dutch mafia boss called Kees van Korlaar. The Network is called the “octopus syndicate”. She states that queen Beatrix of the Netherlands ordered the killings and her son Johan Frisco took part. She names high ranking elites as well as places in Belgium and Holland and how the Dutch mafia helped with the organisation and clean up of these rituals. Because her ex husband’s role in this she knew how this was orchestrated. Being a Belgian national I am aware of other victims of the Belgian and Dutch royals. It is sickening. 🤢