I Must Warn You, Spode. I Know All About "Eulily"

In the greatest news story ever, the jet-set aristocrat son of Oswald Moseley, the British Fascist who was married to society dame fascist Diana Mitford, an ardent Hitler admirer, in Goebbels's house right before the war, and who was P.G. Wodehouse's model for Black Shorts organizer Roderick Spode, is caught, in flagrante video, in a Nazi-themed sex orgy, jeopardizing his status as the boss of Grand Prix racing.

Here's just the kind of sentence you like to see in the New York Times:

In a video the paper posted on the Internet but later removed, two of the women wore black-and-white striped robes in the style of prisoners’ uniforms. The video showed Mr. Mosley counting in German — “Eins! Zwei! Drei! Vier! Funf!” — as he used a leather strap to lash one of the women.

“She needs more of ze punishment!” he cried in German-accented English.

No one seems that particularly upset about the S and M orgy. It's the Nazi theme to the orgy, engaged in by the son of the most prominent British Fascist, that is the understandable cause for concern. And as Mercedes and BMW threaten action regarding the Grand Prix, Moseley makes an unfortunately retort: look, it wasn't me that built all that keen stuff for Hitler. The German car companies are strongly distancing themselves from Moseley, who gave up Conservative Party politics because of his name.

Note this interesting argument:

(The Times of London quotes) Mosley associates as saying that the prison garb worn by the women were “American convict uniforms” and as dismissing the Nazi allegations by saying, “The scenario was more Alcatraz than Auschwitz.

Really? Was this during that curious 1952-1958 era at Alcatraz when everyone was forced to speak German?

Side note: Wodehouse himself was accused of collaborating during the War because of a series of Berlin broadcasts while he was interned. No one less than George Orwell leapt to his defense, and a convincing one at that, which can best be described as precisely how Jeeves would have defended Wooster. Interesting quote from that essay:

"If Ezra Pound is caught and shot by the American authorities, it will have the effect of establishing his reputation as a poet for hundreds of years."

The character of Spode, who was a direct satire on the Moseleys, is the most lasting argument, and the danger and absurdity of aristocracy and its ascendants, continues, all too real, in the present case.