DEATH IS NOT THE END
The Conspirasphere owes Virginia Giuffre an elegy. Her death, on 25 April, in Western Australia, excited the media, briefly; but somehow, as happened throughout her short, traumatic life, the story wasn’t really about her. Somewhere between the year 2000, when she was first ‘recruited’ by Ghislaine Maxwell, and her untimely death, Giuffre had become a transparency, a lens through which to glimpse, obliquely, the shadowy actions of people rather more famous; deservedly more famous, perhaps, according to the media’s warped meritocracy.
Her last days were as confused and confusing as her early life. On 31 March, she was allegedly involved in a traffic accident; ‘allegedly’ because the only comprehensive account of it was her own. The police acknowledged that an accident took place, but were…
