ARRIVING at the venue for Greenstreet Kan's promised ''passionate party to enact your wildest fantasies'' yesterday afternoon, we caught the ominous sight of a police van parked outside and wondered whether the khaki-clad busybodies had got wind of some enjoyment planned within and, as always, had managed to find a law against it.
False alarm. The fuzz were on other business, although had they ventured up to the third level of the New World Centre they may well have ended up feeling Greenie's collar.
It was no idle promise on the invitation. The occasion was disgusting, revolting and obscene - transgressing all known levels of decency. And, boy, wasn't a ripping good time had by all.
One of the party-pieces involved male guests daubing chocolate mousse all over two near-naked females while other males licked it off. It was a tasteless spectacle - unless, of course, you happened to be licking off the chocolate. (Incidentally, the three winners of this party game will visit red light districts on three continents with Greenstreet as tour guide.) ''It's time we went public in Hong Kong with erotica, and I plan to show the way,'' explained Greenstreet who used the occasion to launch his erotically inspired books, posters and calendars with, he promised, clothes and furniture to follow.
''There is nothing here that you wouldn't also find in the Kama Sutra. Sex is all to do with culture,'' he ejaculated, before going into details that seemed to indicate that inside every cultured person a sexual deviant was waiting to get out.
There was no stopping Greenie now. ''Every nationality has its own distinct sexual preferences,'' he said. ''The British, for example, are very much into whipping.'' Keeping Posted tried to argue that Greenstreet was wrongly applying a sexual connotationto a very British trait of giving people a fair crack of the whip. But it was no use.
