A Bilderberg Group Member at Happy Hour Caught with Loose Lips
“Went to college with a guy whose parents were both, individually, billionaires. His father was somewhat estranged, but I met his mother during a birthday dinner that was held for him. The mother was not only a mega-genius in building her own business, but was also on the board of several publicly traded companies at the time â companies that virtually anyone alive today would recognize the names of right away. Long story short, we were all at a birthday dinner for my friend, and everyone had been drinking. I’d recently read a book about the Bilderberg Group, and gathered the courage to ask whether his mom was involved when I caught her alone for a second.
“To my shock, she admitted that she was involved. But to my disappointment, the scene she described was rather…. mundane, at least in comparison to what I was hoping to hear. The talk of world-changing power-grabs and under-handed deals was the stuff of legend, according to her. She described it more like an event where seriously wealthy and powerful people could let their hair down, experience a bit of privacy, and be around other people who had led similar lifestyles and had similar problems. Of course, the gravity of connections you’d walk away with were way higher than the ones my a** picked up at the local bar, but it sounded more like an excuse for them to get away than some maniacal conspiracy to subjugate the rest of the population.”