I was invited to the Bohemian Club by a member this week, so Thursday found me in a jacket and tie, assiduously not checking my phone as ordered and looking conspicuous as one of the few (still all white) men under 40, or even 50.Yes, that Bohemian Club, the one founded in 1872 by journalists, co opted since by conservative businessmen, with membership across most past US presidents and leaders of industry, endlessly lampooned by the media for being able to pee wherever they want on their 2700 acres in Mendocino, and endlessly hated by conspiracists who think it's the literal Illuminati.All I saw was a bunch of friendly old white guys carousing in the most tricked out 6 story social club I'd ever seen, abiding by their Shakespearean motto 'weaving spiders come not here' to not talk about work or cut deals at the club. It felt like a heartwarming half theater half business retiree frat - though I'm sure there's plenty I didn't see in my limited visit. And they really do have to work on diversity - I agree the world does need exclusively male spaces, but they sure don't need to be exclusively white, especially with all that power.I am jealous of their giant rock owl sculpture and fire ceremonies though!