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The way AIDS appeared out of nowhere, it makes you wonder. They blamed it on fucking monkeys. Oh, yeah, of course. Makes perfect sense. I think someone high up took a look at what was happening in the New York sex rooms in the mid-'70s, in the secret Studio 54 chambers, the straights that swung, the colors that mixed, and the gays exploring everything, and thought, We need to sort this out. They spiked the punch.

At my parties, I would let peope do what they wanted as long as they didn't die. That was the number one rule. People could have all the fun they wanted, but no one should die. No overdoses, no drinking too much, no collapsing, no falling out of the window, no drowning in the bathtub. No accidents. Don't spoil the party. If you wanted to kill yourself you had to leave the house and walk across the highway.

I had my very first ecstasy pill in the company of Timothy Leary, which is a bit like flying to the moon with Neil Armstrong, and I learned the taste of what was good, and what was bad.

Coke was never my drug, although there are some who might be surprised by that. By being so closely associated with Studio 54, the assumption is that I was a complete cocaine fiend. There are rumors that my rider can incude a demand for $30,000 worth of cocaine. This is from that part of Google that is pure fantasy, the part of Google that is itself high on something.

I never ask for anything in a relationship, because I have this sugar daddy I have created for myself: me. I am my own sugar daddy. I have a very strong male side, which I developed to protect my female side. If I want a diamond necklace, I can go and buy myself a diamond necklace.