There’s something brutal about watching power scramble to preserve itself.

When victims are disbelieved, when files vanish, when the accused sign birthday cards with grotesque drawings instead of facing trial—what you’re seeing is not just corruption. It’s complicity.

The Epstein story isn’t just about one predator. It’s about the machinery built to keep him safe. That machinery is still running.

And the longer it runs, the clearer the silence becomes.