Lesley Gore once sang how, “It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to.”

In Hong Kong, CLSA decided that, “It’s our party and we’ll do with him as we want to” and deprived the media of getting within sniffing distance of George Clooney.

Clooney was the guest at the CLSA Investors Forum last night and was kept well away from everyone except the handful of guests who turned up at the Grand Hyatt to hear him speak.

What about?

No one there was “allowed” to tell.

Was he funny? Charming? A buffoon?

Sealed lips.

One has to wonder if Clooney, who has had his run-ins with the paparazzi, but has always been outgoing and friendly with the media, even knew just how “guarded” he was.

It was like breaking into Fort Knox.

Getting to Obama would have been easier.

Then again, these days, who would want to?

Why all this “Banned From The Set” over-protection from those at CSLA?

A little pit of power going to the pea-brains of a few?

And there I was thinking the Rolling Stones Management were so strict that it bordered on daftness.

At a “photo op” with the band and when with their record label, we were told, “Don’t speak to any Stone unless they speak to you.”

I left the “photo op” and met up with Keith later in his hotel suite later and had a few vodka shots.

The problem lies with these minders and how a little power makes them all go barking mad.

After Clooney leaves town – and maybe he’s already gone – how will the media treat all these CLSA PR company numb nuts who shut them out?

Personally, I wouldn’t give them the time of day.

What? You have another client and you want some publicity?

See this finger, baby?

Sit on it and rotate.

Then again, many “journos” in this town are not exactly the smartest light bulbs in the building.

Russell Simmons was in Hong Kong this week for the Diamonds In The Sky dinner auction gala.

Simmons is widely recognized as the Pioneer of Hip-Hop through his formation of Def Jam.

Of course, he also has his detractors.

This happens when one goes “from da hood” to that mansion in LA.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OnuK0ka9Ho8

I got calls from 4-5 “journalists” saying how they always thought “fitness guru Russell Simmons was white.”

Russell Simmons, Richard Simmons, same-same.

Shame that Russell Simmons was in town and described in newspapers as “American magnate and fund raiser”.

He would have had some great stories about the early days of Rap and Hip Hop.

He could have also talked about his one-time marriage and now great friendship with the entrepreneurial Kimora-Lee-Simmons.

George Clooney could have told us how he manages to “squire” some of the most beautiful women in the world.

And after that, if his mates Ben Affleck and Matt Damon are really that good at Texas Hold ‘Em.

Plus all the commercials he has made.

Instead, all we got is that he managed to be complimentary about China’s role in Sudan.

For fuck’s sake, people, the man’s an actor, not some fucking politician.

He was in “ER” and is the nephew of the great Rosemary Clooney.

He is not Bill Clinton.

And now they’re probably both gone and we’re left none the wiser about some answers that would have at least been entertaining.

© Hans Ebert