We reveal the truth behind those oligarch texts.
During yesterday’s debate on the new media bill in the Greek Parliament, Defence Minister, leader of junior government coalition party ANEL (Independent Greeks) and weekend warrior Panos Kammenos read out the text messages presented in translation below, purporting to be from Dimitrios Giannakopoulos, scion of the family behind Greek pharmaceuticals company Vianex, and proprietor of Panathinaikos basketball team and internet “news” site newsbomb.gr. The texts were intended to demonstrate the political pressure the government was receiving from “wannabe oligarchs” in the media.
“Good morning. Will our man George get into Health as an extra-parliamentary appointment? Please make sure they don’t reappoint [Deputy Minister for Sport] Kontonis anywhere.”
“Congratulations. I hope this time you make it a full four years without any obstacles and can fix all the atrocities of the last forty years. Good strength. Newsbomb elects a government”
“Good morning. George should be appointed as an extra-parliamentary. Do not let Kontonis be appointed.”
“Kontonis not only did nothing, he won’t even give us an appointment.”
“If I don’t topple you by Christmas, my name isn’t Giannakopoulos.”
We are now able to bring you the background to this exchange. Exclusive to Dateline: Atlantis.
Monday 21st September, 6:30 am, the morning after the Syriza/ANEL re-election:
Alexis Tsipras, PM (AT): Malaka, malaka*, check this out!
Nikos Pappas, Minister of State (NP): What’s up man, I’m hungover…
AT: I know, you were out with fatty, right?
NP: Malaka, it was unreal. He insisted on opening the place up and doing the whole thing with the flowers and the plates and sh*t. You know I hate that stupid skyladiko stuff but I couldn’t say no. I took one for the team, malaka, remember that.
AT: I know, malaka, I appreciate it… You know how Betty is about me staying out late.
NP: You are so pussy-whipped, man… Anyway, wazzup?
AT: Listen, malaka, you’re gonna love this. We’re gonna get back at fatty. Remember when we sent him that spoof with the kids’ essays on politics?
NP: Yeah… The idiot only went and read it out on live TV, like it was for real…
AT: I know, right?! I only sent it as a joke, as in, “check this joke out, from a clearly satirical site, isn’t it funny?” Who would have thought he’d take it seriously. And he was getting all wound up reading it out as well. It was unreal. Anyway, that gave me an idea.
NP: Go on…
AT: You know how he loves to puff out his chest and feel important right? And you know how he likes to hang out with all the oligarch douchebag kids, right? [snigger] No offence, mate, right? So, here’s what I’m going to text him…
NP: Very funny. Hey, his wife gave my missus her number earlier. How about texting her too? That’ll really mess with him!
AT: I knew you’d love it! Keep it in the family. Just like the old days. Hook, line and sinker! Boom! Hey, malaka, double dare! If he mentions it, we have to get him to read it out in parliament. You know when, when you do the media bill!
NP: No fair, malaka. I won’t be able to keep a straight face!
AT: That’s ma boy. You know that’s going to be a slog, why not have some fun?! Malaka, take a couple of painkillers and see you at the office in a couple of hours! We got a country to run!
*For those unfamiliar with the Greek vernacular, lit., masturbator, but used habitually among friends as an affectionate interjection along the lines of “dude”, “man” or “mate”.
Stories, tweets and Facebook posts linked to or reproduced are genuine. Everything in between is a fabrication.
Image from spirospero.gr