To Wong Fu: The Human Rights Violations of Countess Beeban Kidron

Maybe you saw the film. I did. I thought it was kind of funny. It might have been the kind of film I would have produced and directed if I had not been kidnapped and tortured thanks to the mentor of the director of that film.

My father might not have been tortured to death if the director of that film had realized that perhaps this entire situation was at minimum, a little icky. If not worse.

But that, as they say in Hollywood, is the high pitch.

What comes next is the backstory, secret for decades except in the exclusive elitist world of British lefties, including aristocrats, who think their merde has no odor and abusing people is perfectly ok if they also publicly claim they are “children’s rights advocates,” and “human rights defenders.”

Who Is Countess Beeban Kidron?

She is a member of the British House of Lords and a woman who did fairly well in Hollywood, thanks to all that help from my stepmother, a woman by the name of Eve Arnold, the first female photographer to work for Magnum. Perhaps Beeban’s best-known film is To Wong Fu: Thanks for Everything Julia Newmar. You might have even seen it.

Who Was Her Mentor?

Beeban was mentored by my stepmother, Eve Arnold, as a deliberate attempt to hurt and upstage my father, who had separated from Eve because she had lied about her age and then was able to only have one child – a son. My father left Eve in 1961, after setting her up with his contacts in the British media thanks to his tenure at Bedales. Yes, she was the first female photographer for Magnum. The editor was a chum of my fathers. Etc.

She also, as I have proved in a previous post, deliberately did not divorce my father, even when she knew that two children were about to be kidnapped and abused. Including sexually. The reason she knew that is that my half brother had already had sex with my mother, a well known children’s book author and illustrator. Eve knew this.

Naturally, the correct thing to do in this situation is to get rid of Arnold’s daughter. And she did. The only problem was it was a human rights crime.

What Happened?

I was kidnapped out of the UK, three days before turning 13 and sent to Southern Baptist Bible Camp by my mother’s racist family. Among other things. I never had a relationship with my father again in part because a lot of really screwed up people including Eve, continually got in the way, and prevented it. Let’s just say I got no easy access to Hollywood. Or anywhere else.

He was murdered, in the UK, on January 20, 2012, the 80th anniversary of the Wannsee Conference, planning the Final Solution. He died of sepsis aka blood poisoning. Planned and executed by Richard Ballantine, erstwhile member of the Weather Underground and son of the Ballantine publishing company plus my brother who kept my father in dire poverty, refusing to let me see him and sending him repeatedly to the tropics to deliberately make him sick and kill him while making it seem like an “accident.” See Mein Kampf. Beeban and I met in 2006 at Eve’s ultra luxurious care home, while Beeban brought her daughter and assiduously tried to ignore me. At that point, as I can prove with NHS notes, many of my father’s toes had already been amputated and he was struggling to climb stairs in an unsuitable flat with a leaky roof. He did not start showing up at the local hospital covered in excrement and urine until a few years after that.

As my brother, who Beeban knows well, screamed at me at my father’s funeral, I did not deserve to cry because I was the “illegitimate bastard daughter of my father’s mistress” – who he also slept with. And the clincher, “you cannot really kill old people.”

Guess who ended up with all of the money?

Beeban, babe, you are not going to sit this one out. It is a movie, but first it is a human rights crime that you have been riding shotgun on, and benefitted from, all of your life. NO MORE.