“The Epstein files create so much emotional charge that having rational discourse about them is basically impossible.
Andrew Wilson LHGrey @grey4626
You brain-dead conspiracy tourists and partisan rage-monkeys losing your ##### minds over “Elvis Presley” and “Janis Joplin” popping up in Epstein document searches need to shut the hell up, sit down, and absorb a dose of reality before you embarrass yourselves further.
These names are not on any “client list.” They are not implicated in trafficking, abuse, recruitment, or conspiracy.
They are throwaway, irrelevant mentions scattered across thousands of pages of unfiltered deposition transcripts and discovery material...someone casually said “Epstein had Elvis records in the lodge” or “we played Janis Joplin on the flight” or “I saw a poster of her in the guest house.” Mundane human conversation that any competent review would flag as utterly meaningless noise.
Under normal protocol...the protocol that has governed every prior Epstein/Giuffre v. Maxwell unsealing...the DOJ and the court apply meticulous redactions to protect innocent third parties. Federal Rule of Civil Procedure 26(c) authorizes protective orders. Judge Preska’s own 2023-2024 unsealing orders explicitly required continued redaction of non-party identifiers absent a compelling override. Basic privacy statutes, due process, and simple decency demand that dead celebrities, distant acquaintances, and random staffers not be dragged into the public sewer for clicks.
But Thomas Massie and Ro Khanna couldn’t tolerate that. They needed the rush. They needed the viral dopamine hit of “fighting the deep state.” So they mounted a full-court press: public letters, hearing grandstanding, coordinated X outrage campaigns, the whole performative circus. “Release EVERYTHING immediately!” they shrieked, implying that any delay, any careful review, was proof of a cover-up protecting whichever boogeyman their base hated that week...Trump, Clinton, Gates, take your pick. Psychologically, it’s textbook narcissistic projection fused with political opportunism.
They cannot conceive of institutional caution that isn’t corrupt because their own motives are impure: clout, donor pats on the head, and the delicious thrill of wielding moral superiority over faceless bureaucrats.
They whipped the mob into a frothing “transparency or treason” frenzy, leaving the DOJ with two choices: take the time to do it right and be accused of obstruction, or dump the raw, unredacted discovery and let the chips fall. The DOJ chose option B.
Message received loud and clear:
You want it raw and right now? Here it is...every unfiltered page, no redactions, no context, no guardrails.
Enjoy the flood.
Now innocent names...long-dead musicians, caterers, pilots, distant cousins...are smeared across search results.
Real disclosures about actual powerful figures get drowned in algorithmic noise.
Victims’ advocates watch in horror as legitimate evidence is contaminated by deliberate chaos.
And the lowest-IQ corners of the internet get to scream “Elvis was a pedo!” or “Janis recruited girls!” while the rest of us roll our eyes at the predictable self-own.
This isn’t transparency. This is sabotage disguised as principle.
Massie and Khanna didn’t expose the guilty; they deliberately violated established privacy protections, poisoned the evidentiary well, and handed disinformation merchants a gift-wrapped distraction.
They own every bit of this circus...the confusion, the defamation of the innocent, the dilution of actual accountability.
You demanded unfiltered truth without the patience or intelligence to handle it. Congratulations. You got exactly what you begged for: a steaming pile of raw discovery with zero curation.
