11/11/2014
As of December 2014, The Establishment, until further notice, will be lifting its head above the parapet of stock market trading programme MetaTrader 5 and performing as part of the fire-eating Albanian Knob-Jockeys "David Watts Foundation," beginning at some unnamed yuppie-bar for white-shirt wearing nobs, with an owner who thinks Sheena Easton and Kanye West means good music!
THE ESTABLISHMENT PRIVATE MEMBERS CLUB was for greying, checkered slipper wearing ex-stockbrokers on the slide. It welcomed members, the scumescenti of Berlin and their blond, huge-breasted guests.
The Club professed to be a canvas called into existence to exhibit a mixture of art in all it's forms be they in musical form, painted, on video, projected, or whether encompassing naked frivolity, hedonism, drunken debauchery, sculpture, wanten acts of petty vandalism, whatever.
Door policy was actually common sense to everyone living outside Kreuzberg but:
No tramps, no whiteys with dreadlocks, no beggars, no twats buying their first beer of the evening with copper money, no smuggling, no dogs, no spongers, no döner.