Romney $50K Per Person Fundraiser: Chateaubriand at the Chateau, Part Deux "Let Them Eat Cake"

Meg Whitman, fresh off her Hewlett-Packard layoff tour, hosted a lavish Romney fundraising event last night at the swanky Chateau Carolands in Hillsborough, California. In case you missed my previous diary Chateaubriand at the Chateau, Part "Une", this was to be "the" place to be if you want to mingle with the uber-rich.

For those of you who weren’t able to attend the lavish Romney fundraiser at the uber-ostentatious Chateau Carolands last night due to prior commitments or the fact that you didn’t have $2,500 to $50,000 for a ticket, here are some excerpts from the press pool report in the San Francisco Chronicle

Your pool was briefly ushered into Chateau Carolands interior,which was everything we were to expect: dominated by black and white tiles, Roman columns, statues, huge hanging tapestries, and a 75 foot atrium said to be the largest of any private residence in the United States.

But the event itself was held in a tent outside in the expansive gardens, designed to resemble those of Versailles.

That nice lady with the over-the-top hair who was living large while making helpful suggestions regarding the starving peasants along the lines of "let them eat cake”?

(Actually, the quote was more along the lines of “let them eat brioche", but you get the picture.

This Versailles setting was therefore a particularly apt theme for the self-absorbed glitterati who ponied up some major bucks to eat fine food, drink expensive wine, and reminisce fondly over the people they’ve fired, the companies they’ve destroyed, and the millions they’ve gleefully pocketed as the little people fall, noiselessly, through the holes that these pillagers have ripped in the safety net.

What an enchanting evening it must have been, the old riche and nouveau riche “job assassins” rubbing shoulders with GOP luminaries, scheming together about how they could engineer a return to the golden days of the robber barons, when men were men and women were amenable. When making money was regarded as a sign of success, not a basis for scorn.

Follow along below the stale brioche for more highlights of the evening.