The Epstein Iceberg
Evil Is Real, And It's In The Epstein Files
This is my very first take on the Epstein release from Friday. I want to bleach out my eyes after reading about 100 articles on this trance of documents from Hell. There is so much more to shock and horrify than I cover here, but this is a first go:
The Epstein document dump of January 30, 2026, was not a victory for transparency; it was a forensic autopsy of a rotting civilization.
What we received was three million pages of digital vomit, a sprawling, 180,000-image testament to the fact that the people who run the world are not just more powerful than you; they are fundamentally more depraved.
That degeneracy now sits in the Oval Office, in Cabinet positions within the Trump Administration, and in the transactional money-and-power culture that defines this White House. The Epstein Files Transparency Act was a rare, bipartisan lever into a corrupt and sick world that needs sunlight, bleach, and a flamethrower.
Even this Department of Justice, steered by criminal cover-up artists like Todd Blanche and Pam Bondi, couldn’t stop the signal in the end.
They were forced, at long last, to hand us a broad, though still heavily redacted, map of a pedophile’s playground nestled within the elite layers of global power. Even through the ham-fisted black bars of the DOJ’s censors, the stench is unmistakable. It is the smell of old money, new tech, and the kind of entitlement that believes the laws of God and man are merely suggestions for the “little people.”
Let’s look at the revelations trickling out of this latest tranche, shall we? If you have the stomach for it.
