Convicted Wall Street Fat Cat Is Living The Life Of Luxury In Jail, Including His Own Personal Manservant

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Guess mustaches really do add 20 lbs.

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(Source) Fat-cat financial felon Raj Rajaratnam is kickin’ it big in the Big House — with a personal “manservant” at his beck and call, a prison insider tells me. “He’s reigning like a king,” said the source of Rajaratnam’s new digs at the Federal Medical Center Devens, in Ayer, Mass., where he’ll spend the next 11 years on an insider-trading conviction.“He’s doing his time in the lap of luxury compared to the other inmates.”

I’m told the one-time high-flying Manhattan billionaire has snagged a prime cell in Unit P3, the top floor of Devens’ hospital ward — usually reserved for the most seriously ill inmates.What’s more, the source tells me, Raj “has a very delightful guy doing all sorts of stuff for him — sort of like a ‘manservant.’ When Raj needs something, this guy gets if for him.”  The manservant is a “gentle giant,” an American Samoan named Eddie, whose main job in the P3 unit is to push wheelchair-bound prisoners. He got himself transferred to P3 after befriending Raj, according to the snitch. “He became enamored of Raj, and Raj started talking about how much he once paid his chauffeurs. Now Eddie wants to be Raj’s driver when he gets out,” the insider told me.

He even cooks for Rajaratnam using a nearby microwave when the fallen financier doesn’t want to hoof it to the dining hall. P3 residents have private toilets, a shared balcony for sunning themselves, televisions and adjustable beds. The doors aren’t locked — but neither are they in most of the buildings at the Devens facility, according to my source. The three floors in the “P” facility, including Rajaratnam’s, are usually reserved for the very elderly and those who are crippled.

“He is getting special treatment,” said my source, who asked that his name not be used. At trial, Rajaratnam’s legal team claimed he is very ill and asked the judge for a lenient sentence. Manhattan prosecutors seemed to have their doubts about the extent of the illness and challenged Team Rajaratnam to release medical records. Those records, turned over to the court, showed that Rajaratnam has diabetes and might need a kidney transplant — the procedure all diabetes patients may ultimately face. Prosecutors didn’t seem impressed by those maladies when they sought a longer term than Rajaratnam suggested. “Big deal,” my snitch said about the diabetes claim. “Up there, diabetes is like a common cold.” So maybe now prison officials and Rajaratnam’s lawyers would like to discuss this. They have my number.

 

 

Motherfucker. I don’t think I’ve ever been more jealous of a person than I am of this fat fuck. Breakfast in bed, no locks on the doors, a manservant to give him everything he needs. Remember when we had that hypothetical a few months back. Would you rather spend 3 months in regular jail or 10 years in white collar prison? Well this settles it. I’m being genuinely honest when I say I would trade lives with this guy right this second forever. No stress. No worries. No bills, nothing. Literally just lay around all day, watching tv and having my man servant get me things. I don’t go anywhere anyway. I leave Chicago basically for the bro show and that’s it. So why wouldn’t I trade this? His life is better than my life and it’s not even close. Probably the same for all the stoolies too. Think about that for a second. A guy who stole millions of dollars and was convicted to prison is living a better life than any of us regular schmucks. Mind boggling. Only in America I guess.

 

 

PS
The manservant is a “gentle giant,” an American Samoan named Eddie. He became enamored of Raj.

 

No chance Eddie doesn’t suck dick. Fucking Samoans, always with the gay shit these days.

 

Double PS

Basically the Pringles guy if you colored his face in with a brown crayon.

 

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K maybe not, but close?