Boy George Got Convicted



Boy George was convicted of false imprisonment in a London court this morning for a April 28th incident in which George (real name: George O’Dowd) handcuffed a Norwegian escort, Audun Carlsen, to a wall and beat him with a chain because Carlsen refused to have sex with him during their first meeting. George claimed the story was false and that it was Carlsen (who is HIV positive) who started this whole thing by stealing photos from the singer’s laptop. The Sun reports:

“The defence claimed the dispute was over whether Mr. Carlsen had stolen photos and, in doing that, “messed up” O’Dowd’s computer. The suggestion it was because Mr Carlsen refused to have sex with O’Dowd on the previous occasion was “entire fantasy or a lie”, the defence said. Mr Carlsen told the court O’Dowd concocted the story about computer tampering so he could punish him for not having sex during the first meeting. He said: “I think he couldn’t handle the refusal – me not having sex with him.” He said O’Dowd performed unprotected oral sex on him for five seconds at the first meeting as he (Mr Carlsen) sat naked in a chair, but O’Dowd told police he was annoyed about that claim. “I’d never have slept with someone who is HIV positive,” he told police. The prosecution said the pair made contact on the Gaydar website, a social networking site primarily for gay and bisexual men. Prosecuting barrister Heather Norton said their first meeting seemed to be going well until the singer started to suspect Mr Carlsen of hacking into his computer. But they parted on good terms and the singer paid the younger man $600 of the $800 they had agreed. In the weeks that followed they exchanged emails in which the singer accused Mr Carlsen of breaking into his computer system. But in later emails the singer said he would be “perfectly happy to see you naked asap”. He referred to Mr Carlsen’s “heavenly butt” and eventually they agreed to meet for a second time.”

I have nothing against gay people, except for maybe the price of my haircuts and the continued popularity of Madonna, but this is the kinda thing that makes me glad I like boobs. Because unless I’ve just been drugged and kidnapped by a serial killer, being handcuffed to a chair and beaten by a fat, middle-aged white dude isn’t really a possibility whenever I go on a date.

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