The Walter Syndrome I worked as security personnel at an airport, and once, as I reached into Elizabeth Taylor's brassiere, she told me, "I don't like to be touched!" She wore a dress which looked to be inspired by a Tibetan thangka. Sarcastically, she told me she had a bomb. The bitch, I'm just doing my job!
A murderer, or some kind of criminal, was running through the airport [not mine] one day, being chased by the police. Bill, the macrobiotics sleezebag, was forcing himself on Elizabeth Taylor, but really, being nice in a way. An English lord [Andy Warhol] handed her back the book she had dropped as the mad murderer burst through the crowd. The book was called The Walter Syndrome. * Walter [Bill] knows the value of unpolished rice. [Cameroon Airlines] The beauty of some police interrogation rooms is actually quite startling. For some reason he didn't like Elizabeth Taylor, and got up and moved away from her on the plane. She wouldn't think of wearing a stain resistant fabric.
