..Ya see, I went to a high school in New York. The Horace Mann School, to be exact, in the late 80s/early 90s. Alums were eventually made aware—twenty-odd years later—of a pedophilia scandal that occurred right under our noses. No biggie, just the Headmaster (don’t think it), R. Inslee Clark, who recruited me after 8th grade for my prowess on a dirt (and high-falutin polyurethane) track.

Clark taught a class called “The Kennedy Years,” during which he’d walk up to boys—always boys—and massage their shoulders for a minute or two. Meanwhile, my Music History teacher, Johannes Somary, would take students on European trips to see orchestras and opera. And to rape them. And when was this? Clark was at Horace Mann 1970-91, or during the time one of Horace Mann’s league rivals, Dalton, employed a Jeffrey Epstein to teach math before he was fired for sucking at it.

HM and Dalton were in an athletic league. Two weeks ago Jan Ransom of The NY Times made clear Epstein had his hooks further into these elite training grounds, as The Trinity School and Riverdale Country Day, posh campuses catering to the elite, had “dozens of mentions” in the Epstein Files.

And then there’s James Murdoch, son of Rupert, who was the year behind me at Horace Mann...

Go to Blue Amp Media to read the rest of my reckoning with my growing up surrounded by The Epstein Class