Can We Admit Nat Rothschild is Not Mr Darcy?
This love-in on Nat Rothschild has to stop. The guy is a just a stinkingly wealthy banker with some shady connections (perhaps less shady connections now he’s foolishly placed one of his major clients Oleg Deripaska right into the frying pan of British tabloid journalism), not a throwback to an age of chivalry as Chris Blackhurst frothed in the Evening Standard today: “At a City lunch, Nat Rothschild sat quietly, waiting for others to speak…Eventually Rothschild spoke. In a quiet voice, he recounted in withering tones his own dealings with private equity operators in takeover battles… What those present took away was the steel of Rothschild. As his much older, better known and distinguished companions had rabbited away, he’d been thinking about exactly what he was going to say. His forceful intervention was far stronger than the rest…” Ohhhhh, mmmmm. It’s not finished yet though. “Suddenly, it was clear how he’d amassed a vast fortune while still in his 30s.” What, through nepotism, cr
