As I listen to the pundits, late-night comedians, and MAGA-verse mouthpieces like Kash Patel and Pam Blondie (I know but just can’t resist), I’m getting really clear on one thing—we are never going to see the Epstein list.
Not the client names.
Not the flight logs.
Not the surveillance footage.
Not a single frame of old white men chasing teenage girls across Epstein’s Island like it was some twisted version of The Bachelor.
And the reason why might surprise you.
It’s not just about protecting reputations.
It’s about protecting the illusion that America still has a moral center.
The full release of that list would detonate the myth of this country. The MAGA-verse is already running on fumes—high off grievance, delusion, and “stolen election” fairy tales. The pictures (in addition to the ones we’ve already seen). The leather-bound 50th birthday gift given to Epstein, full of well wishes from prominent people—including a “bawdy” note from Trump with a drawing of a naked lady, as written in The Wall Street Journal on Thursday. But expose the truth about who really boarded those planes. and you might watch the whole damn system fall.
This could literally topple the government.
Right now, Trump is going with his “hoax” default that—so far—has worked every time on his base. MAGA has already accepted that the Epstein/Trump thing ended a long time ago, telling us to stop dwelling on the past.
Like slavery, right?
Bill O’Reilly embarrassed himself on NewsNation, fumbling through a conspiracy theory that somehow pinned Epstein’s death on Biden and Merrick Garland. Mind you—Epstein died in 2019. Metadata shows a three-minute gap in surveillance footage. Guess who was president? That’s right—Trump. But the MAGA-verse doesn’t deal in facts. They treat truth like COVID—they’d rather pretend it doesn’t exist.
And now Trump’s claiming this whole thing is a Biden takedown plot, while completely ignoring the fact that it’s his people—his cult, his corners of the internet—that are dragging this list into the spotlight. The irony is loud. But the MAGA-verse can’t hear it. The call is coming from inside the house.
Elon Musk already told us Trump’s name is on the list, and he should know because he had access to EVERYTHING, he and his DOGE boys.
So why haven’t we seen more photos of other men besides the two pals?
More arms around teenage girls?
More “just-turned-18” knees being touched by men in power?
Because if we did, we’d have to admit the truth we already know:
R. Kelly is a pedophile who’s never getting out.
Donald Trump is a man allegedly tied to Epstein’s world—who likely will never be charged.
So, here is what I think—let’s say the list comes out. A detailed log of names, dates, times, places, requests (Say, “D”… I hear you like ’em young, better not go to Cell Block 1), fetishes, etc. On this list will not only be Trump, but other powerful, influential, and famous names. Careers and lives would be ruined. Convictions? Or has the statute of limitations run out? The public outcry for impeachment would be deafening. But the Republicans, in fear of losing their seats under the threat of being primaried, would never vote en masse for impeachment. Melania would leave, but maybe not, out of fear of being deported.
The MAGA-verse—from Kash, Joe Rogan, down to the rally-going, red-hat-wearing devotees of their orange savior who took away their food stamps and Medicare—will break out into the old Tammy Wynette standard, Stand By Your Man. Remember, he could shoot someone on 5th Avenue and they would still support him, so it’s not implausible that they’d stay faithful even if he was suspected of having sex with children. (But they still believe Hillary was part of a sex-trafficking cabal run out of a pizza shop.)
And don’t forget—we danced to this.
Rick James: “She was only 17, 17…”
The Police: “Don’t stand so close to me…”
Bell Biv DeVoe: “Backstage, underage, adolescent…”
Those weren’t warnings. They were theme music.
And that silence you hear now? That’s the complicity we’ve always lived with.
Even if a “sex tape” dropped—Trump front and center, Epstein directing, Ghislaine on the boom mic—America would still find a way to look away. The MAGA-verse would dismiss it as AI. Deepfake. CGI. Biden’s laptop. Anything but the truth.
Because America is the land of short attention spans.
A nation of Ow squirrel!
Show them a flood, a scandal, a new TikTok trend—and poof, the Epstein story is gone. Buried under the next manufactured outrage.
This settler colonial project would implode.
So yeah, I’m done.
I’m just waiting for the pardon of Diddy sliding from the Resolute Desk, signed with a Sharpie on a sheen of baby oil.
