Penultimate

The Boho Boys is a series of images from the archives of Bohemian Grove. I have posted three images per day depicting Cosplay, Rituals, Pageantry, and Boyfriends. Res Ipsa Loquitur: these things do speak for themselves.

The penultimate post in our series features an octet of wealthy, powerful men with a couple of adorable little boys at their feet. As an homage to these boys, and to all the other victims of organized exploitation, I made a triptych with tinted cameos of the boys so you could read the stories in their faces.

As I handled the portraits of these two boys I named them: So that's Elliott on the left and Clay on the right. Smile, Boys! And stalwart Clay holds his head high, mouth tightened for control, the thousand-yard stare in his pale eyes.

Elliott tries to put on a happy face but it dissolves on the blue side. A sensitive child, prematurely somber, he sits with his pelvis canted to one side, his discomfort evidently more than "merely" existential.

This is no day at the park. Make no mistake: these boys are victims, just as these well-heeled conspirators are predators.

The Franklin Cover-Up has a disturbing first-person account of victimization at Bohemian Grove by a young orphan. In True Vampires, I have analyzed the implications.

Tomorrow we conclude our series with Boho Boys having Good Clean Fun: horsing around, getting wet, & bonding by the bonfire.