Why trump’s Epstein Cover-Up Is Falling Apart

Broken Promises, Wild Distractions, and a Guilty Look You Don’t Need a Law Degree to Spot

I remember coming home from work one day, and my dog Sam (a German Shepherd-Doberman Pinscher mix) was acting weird. For starters, he didn’t greet me at the door in his usual jubilant, joyous manner. His head was down, eyes droopy, tail tucked between his legs, licking his lips repeatedly.

At first, I thought, “Maybe he’s sick, has a fever or something.” But then I saw it: he had pooped. A great big stinky turd in the corner of the foyer. I couldn’t blame him; he was just a dog, after all, and he couldn’t let himself out. I always walked him before leaving for work, but I guess he had more turds to drop.

But the look? Unmistakable, really: it was GUILT.

I always wondered how my grandmother had become so adept at recognizing the look on my face as I was trying to sell my family a fable—boy, was I a spinner of some yarns. There was the time my dad took my sister and me to the circus, and it was uneventful, but by the time my dad dropped us off at home, my retelling of our outing included a clown pointing to me in the audience, chasing me around the ring, yanking my pants, and taking a huge iron to them.

Believe it or not, my mom was enthralled by this obvious fiction, as were the other relatives she quickly began to tell, with my younger sister’s barely perceptible voice in the background offering little resistance: “How come I didn’t see that?”

Everyone else was hoodwinked until my grandmother arrived. I was absolutely her favorite, the one she adored, but when she heard the story, she turned to me with her shoulders squared, her gaze unforgiving. “Majid? Did this really happen?” Busted. My story was too outlandish to muster an adequate response to follow-up questions. “Well… it COULD have happened,” I offered sheepishly.

The guilt was written all over my face.

I hadn’t even heard about Jeffrey Epstein until he was arrested in 2019, blissfully unaware of this billionaire pedophile who apparently had a lot of powerful connections, one of whom was the sitting President of the United States.

There were rumblings that Bill Clinton had been on his plane, and other liberal-friendly celebrities had associated with this scumbag, and frankly, I couldn’t have cared less. Sure, I believe “innocent until proven guilty,” but I also believe that if you’re a pedophile, if you’re raping kids, you deserve to be under the jail, regardless of your political leaning

Now, this was about three years after I’d first heard the name “Katie Johnson” during the run-up to the 2016 election, a woman who had accused trump of raping her when she was 13 years old. I was miffed that none of the news outlets had even touched the story. Once, I’d driven to Ohio for vacation and ran into MSNBC’s Katy Tur (!) who was covering a trump event, and I asked her why nobody was talking about it.

“Nobody will touch it,” she said. “It’s too tough to verify.”

Johnson ended up retracting her lawsuit against trump months before the election amid death threats. But that didn’t redact her story from my brain. In my head, the ONLY thing that saved trump from being exposed was his threatening thugs.

Fast forward to 2019, when Epstein ended up in jail and, remarkably, this high-value inmate, who potentially had “the goods” on some of the most powerful people in the world, mysteriously ended up committing suicide shortly after being taken off suicide watch.

And that was the end of that, nothing suspicious to see here, except trump’s weird comments about Epstein and his partner, Ghislaine Maxwell. After once calling him “a terrific guy” and bragging that they both had a taste for younger women, the most negative thing he’d have to say about Epstein was “I was not a fan of his.”

Epstein was a guy who, we all heard, had raped children under 18, but the nastiest thing trump could muster was “not a fan.” As for Maxwell, when asked about her, trump told a reporter, “I wish her well,” because sure, that’s what we all say about pedophiles and the people who funnel girls to them.

I knew in my bones that trump was guilty, but I couldn’t prove it, and he certainly wasn’t acting like it. He wasn’t defensive or evasive, and as much as I despised him, his behavior was telling me that there was a slim chance there was only incidental evidence linking him to Epstein’s pedo activities.

But in the past 14 days, Donald trump has done everything under the sun that he could to try and throw people off the scent. He once barked incredulously in an Oval Office press briefing, “Are you still talking about this?”

After that, he threw a cornucopia of daily distractions at the general public and the media that was so outrageously obvious it bordered on comical, like a series of escalating visual gags from the ‘80s movie Airplane!

Revoke Rosie O’Donnell’s citizenship! Change the name of the Washington Commanders back to the racist “Redskins” name! Cane sugar for Coca-Cola! Investigate John Brennan and James Comey! Investigate Obama for treason! trump’s own health crisis! MLK files! Autopen! Hillary’s emails are back!

Now, none of that comically slung spaghetti is sticking to the wall, try as Fox News might to pretend as if it’s ALL sticking. Polls are showing that trump is 37 points underwater, and that 89% of Americans want to see all of the files released. But he won’t do it.

Now, I understand how the law works: innocent until proven guilty. And guilt isn’t determined by how someone looks or by vibes. But I’m not a lawyer, a judge, or a jury.

I’m a 57-year-old guy who’s been around the block a few times, one who’s cast as many guilty glances as he’s received, and I think I’ve become a fairly good judge of guilty behavior. Besides, I’ve raised three boys (all grown now) and am currently raising two teens. Anyone who has raised kids knows what to look for.

And the thing is, trump isn’t even very good at deflecting; he’s total amateur hour. Everything about his one-a-day distraction tour reeks of desperation, and perhaps only the deepest of his core true believers are buying it. And all this because he is reneging on a promise.

He campaigned on releasing the files. His MAGA surrogates, Kash Patel and Dan Bongino, were foaming at the mouth for it. Right-wing podcasters, from Ben Shapiro to Benny Johnson, all broadcasted it.

Pam Bondi said that it was on her desk, waiting to be released. That is, until she changed her mind and said the list didn’t exist.

Like trump’s harshest criticism of Epstein, I’m not a fan of all this sordid business. Real people, little girls, got hurt. They were raped, abused, changed, and damaged irreparably for the rest of their lives. And right now, the Republican powers that be are pulling out all the stops to prevent rich and powerful people from being held accountable.

I don’t enjoy walking through mud, and that’s a bit what this feels like. Day in and day out, battling faceless and nameless trolls on the internet, fighting to ensure that this story doesn’t vanish from the news cycle.

On the one hand, it hurts trump and MAGA, as he is losing support daily; if we peel away even 10% of his disillusioned supporters, the 2026 midterm elections could be a bonanza for Democrats, who could pick up as many as 40 seats in the House.

On the other hand, the victims deserve justice, and that should be delivered in the form of exposing some of the biggest and most powerful people who enabled and condoned Epstein’s disgusting, illicit activities.

So, at the end of the day, I am judging this episode as if the power to release those files were in MY hands, and that is the main thing that tells me trump and his apologists are guilty: trump has the power; he made sure of that. He could tell Bondi to redact the victims’ names and release all else.

But he won’t. Because he can’t. His promise to be transparent was just lip service, a lie like all the other bullshit he sold them. He just told reporters that Bondi hadn’t informed him that his name was in the files; a Wall Street Journal report revealed that Bondi told him in May.

If you’re innocent, you don’t lie about shit like that. Correction: if you’re innocent, you don’t lie.

trump is guilty as fuck.

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What’s the most outrageous distraction trump has thrown out there to dodge the Epstein files, and why do you think he’s so desperate to keep them hidden?