First of all, let me describe George's house...
It's a VERY creative place. Lots of people coming and going -and it's an artistic mess! Clothes, art, silk screens, paint, glitter, feathers, beads... you name it. And his desk, where his computer lives, is a complete gorgeous disaster. It's piled to the ceiling with CDs, records, print outs, photos, magazines, make-up... you name it. (And apparently a little cocaine). Stan asked, "Why would you leave drugs out 'in plain view'?" If you could see this deck let me assure you, NOTHING on that desk is 'in plain view'! I'm sure he didn't know it was there. OR HE WOULD HAVE DONE IT! (It probably was Messy Bonnie's coke anyway).
I've known George a long time, he'll get through all this. He's been down this road before and he knows his way back. He's had a vey intense couple of years. I can't be as hard on him as say, Bobby Miller. Five minutes being Boy George is an experience more intense that most people will feel in a lifetime. I'm always amazed how he's kept it together all these years. He'll be Ok. Never underestimate a Fighting Irish Queen!