-By A Special Correspondent
(Lanka-e-News -25.Nov.2024,11.30 pm) In the annals of Sri Lankan politics, a certain figure looms large — a man who climbed the ranks from librarian to head honcho of the nation, leaving a trail of scandals, seduction, and some questionable movie cameos in his wake. Let’s take a deep dive into the life of the man dubbed the “Sri Lankan Jeffrey Epstein,” but fair warning: you might want to brace yourself for a bumpy ride.
Once a humble librarian from the southern provinces, our protagonist soon discovered that dusty tomes were no match for the glamour of public office. An ambitious streak propelled him into politics, where he dabbled in the cinematic arts, playing a stern-faced police inspector in several films. (Talk about method acting—he may not have upheld the law, but he sure played the part convincingly!)
But his love for drama wasn’t confined to the silver screen. Behind the scenes, he developed a reputation for something far more intriguing than fiscal policies: a penchant for the company of women. Lots of them. His eventual marriage to a beauty queen, a devout Christian, might have seemed like a fairytale ending—but this is no Disney story.
When he ascended to the role of Labour Minister, our charming rogue appeared to be a man of the people—or at least, a man of some people. Women seeking jobs often found themselves not just in interviews but also in very private meetings. Allegedly, the minister turned his office into a one-stop shop for employment...and extracurricular activities.
Labour reforms? A labour charter? Sure, those were discussed in passing. But the real buzz was about his late-night antics, fueled by copious amounts of alcohol and unbridled ego. Like a raucous rugby game, the minister was said to “play with women” while his sons tackled opponents on the field.
When his escapades eventually cost him the Labour Ministry, he was cast adrift, only to resurface as the Fisheries Minister. This wasn’t just a portfolio—this was poetic justice. He now had actual fishing nets to complement his metaphoric ones. Rumor has it, the “fisherman” personally cast his net for the most beautiful catches, reeling them into his inner circle.
As Prime Minister, he took up residence at Temple Trees, but instead of safeguarding the nation’s interests, he reportedly converted the official residence into a veritable haram. High-ranking officials, airline staff, aspiring politicians, and even civil servants were rumored to frequent this palace of indulgence. And while the taxpayer footed the bill, it’s safe to say the only thing being “governed” here was personal pleasure.
Some tales are too salacious to detail—a female judge allegedly caught in this tangled web, businesswomen under mysterious “mentorship,” and late-night visitors leaving at odd hours. Temple Trees was no longer just a symbol of power; it became a symbol of excess.
When he finally rose to the highest office, his indiscretions scaled new heights. Airline hostesses became frequent flyers in his inner circle, and women from all sectors were allegedly “summoned” to his orbit. Yet, for all his antics, he always seemed to land on his feet—until public sentiment turned against him.
Today, as Sri Lanka grapples with its political legacy, this larger-than-life figure remains both a cautionary tale and a punchline. His story is a potent reminder of what happens when unchecked power meets unbridled ambition.
And while the world may never fully uncover the truth behind the whispers and rumors, one thing is certain: our “Sri Lankan Jeffrey Epstein” made sure his chapter in history is anything but forgettable.
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by (2024-11-25 22:00:14)
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