Two weeks ago, George Clooney was in Vegas with Rande Gerber and some of this other Casamigos tequila partners having dinner with Vegas magnate Steve Wynn. There was an argument. Wynn says Clooney was a dick and Clooney says Wynn was a dick and, well, basically, rich people can’t get along.
Amazingly they’re both talking to the media about what went down. Boy Sh-t Is The Best Sh-t (too)!
This is George’s side of the story as told (via his publicist) to the Las Vegas Review-Journal:
“There were nine people at that table ... so you can ask them. ... Steve likes to go on rants. He called the president an asshole ... that is a fact ... I said the President was my longtime friend and then he said ‘your friend is an asshole.’ ... At that point I told Steve that HE was an asshole and I wasn’t going to sit at his table while he was being such a jackass. And I walked out. There were obviously quite a few more adjectives and adverbs used by both of us. Those are all the facts. It had nothing to do with politics and everything to do with character.”
You’re an asshole. No, you’re an asshole. NO, YOU’RE an asshole. NO! I said it first!
That would have been a more succinct way to describe it.
Wynn says that George threw a “hissy fit” at a CAA executive who made a joke about Mikhail Gorbachev.
“Then he sat down and started talking about the Affordable Care Act, and that’s when I spoke up. He didn’t like that either. I think my discussion about the Affordable Care Act was the straw that broke the camel’s back. When he’s drinking, he considers himself a close personal buddy of the president. He got up and said, ‘I don’t have to listen to this (expletive) stuff. The only person who got excited at the table was George, and he ran off to another bar. Clooney’s fun to be with when he’s sober. If you have a chance to drink with him, you want to get there early, and don’t stay late. Everybody who’s in my business, the casino business, knows to take actors with a grain of salt.”
Wynn went on to add that George’s colleagues and business partners were “mortified”.
So…who do you believe?
F-ck. What does it matter?
It’s a pissing match. It’s a sword fight. It’s a penis duel. It’s two egos inflamed by alcohol puffing their chests out in the school cafeteria. It’s the T-Birds vs the Scorpions. (And it will break my heart if half of you don’t know what that reference is from.) It’s Boy Sh-t. First World Boy Sh-t. And it’s AMAZING.
For what it’s worth about what George Clooney is like when he’s drinking…
Three times I’ve been at parties where he’s stayed late drinking and on those nights, the more he drank, the more fun he became. Like, he’s the guy who holds you hostage and party-bullies you if you want to go home early. And you end up not going home early because he’s making it such a good time you don’t want to eat the FOMO the next morning. That’s where I would disagree with Steve Wynn. If you have a chance to drink with George? Get there early AND stay, for as long as he does.