Prince Andrew: Talk or Blow Your Brains Out

Remember when it was all piss and giggles and NYPD escorts? 

Andy and Fergie. 

(Fergie and Andy, really.)

All about town - Elaine’s, Mellon’s, The Mad Hatter... 

Wow, is that gone!

The former Duchess of York is a dumpster fire and the “de-duked” Duke is likely going straight to Hell.

What a shame. 

They were fun. 

Fergie’s a tragic story, but Andrew's a monster. And a dumb one at that. 

The once dashing jetsetter did something really wrong. Then he made it worse.  

He blew the one opportunity he had to do the right thing and wrap his arms around dignity on the way out. 

Instead, he acted like a child, going balls to the wall with third-grader denials, when everyone in the world knew he raped Virginia Giuffre when she was just a kid. 

To Andrew, of course, this was all a bit of harmless fun. Champagne, private jets, and dirty little secrets. 

Giuffre paid his tab with her life. 

People ask how a Royal Highness could be so dishonorable. The proper question is how an ex-Royal Lowlife could be so obtuse? 

The guy’s 65. 

It’s over.  

He can’t possibly be more disgraced. 

Andrew's got one last shot at the tiniest sliver of redemption. Like tiny, tiny. 

He should seize it. 

He can write an addendum. But he's gotta do it while he’s still alive. Tick, tick, tick. Polymarket, Polymarket. 

He can add an asterisk to eternal opprobrium by finally blowing the cover off this malignant Epstein Cabal. No matter who was involved. 

Line ‘em up. Put them in the public square. Force them to do interviews. Turn the public loose. 

Give history one honest insight into what could be one of the greatest intelligence operations in human history.

And so simple. 

Or just a bunch of billionaire pervs who forgot what decency is on the way up. 

But there's nothing Andrew could have done, not even with Bill Clinton, that could put him in a worse historic light than he is now. 

As is, he goes out a pedophile rapist and a dishonorable coward. A snivelling deadbeat who once held magic -- and a red-hot Fergie -- in his hands in half the gin mills in Manhattan. 

You can do better than that, Andrew, even if you are a swine. 

Expose ‘em all!

Be the Albert Speer of the whole cabal, another slimy little shit who saw the opportunity to be the “witness.”

Go on camera with BBC One and talk till you drop. Name names. Provide what evidence you have.

Feel the grace of coming clean. 

Then throw yourself at the mercy of the Saints. And the historians. 

Or...do us all a favor and blow your brains out.

It's what a man would do.

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