The Person Who Decided What You See in the Epstein Files Is Trump’s Personal Defense Attorney

I need everyone to understand something that apparently were all just fine with?Yesterday the Department of Justice released 3.5 million pages of Jeffrey Epstein files. The biggest document dump in the history of this case. And the person who decided what you get to see – what stays redacted, what gets buried, what makes it through – is Donald Trump’s personal criminal defense attorney.

Todd Blanche. The guy who sat next to Trump at the hush money trial. Who argued against 34 felony counts on Trump’s behalf. Who represented Trump in the classified documents case, the January 6th case, the Georgia case. That guy is now the Deputy Attorney General of the United States, and he personally controls what comes out of the Epstein files.

I’m sorry, is nobody else losing their mind about this?Let me thread this needle for you, because apparently we need to spell it out.

Last summer, before the files dropped, Blanche flew to Florida to personally interview Ghislaine Maxwell. Nine hours. Two days. The one person on earth who knows exactly what Trump did or didn’t do with Epstein – and Trump’s lawyer gets to question her first. Alone. With immunity on the table.

What do you think they talked about?Ill tell you what the transcript shows: Blanche asked Maxwell if she ever saw Trump get a massage. If she ever heard anyone say Trump did anything inappropriate. Leading questions with one-word answers. Never. Absolutely never. Box checked. Exoneration secured.

What Blanche didn’t ask about: the emails where Epstein told Michael Wolff that Trump knew about the girls as he asked ghislaine to stop. The emails where Epstein called Trump the dog that hasn’t barked and told Maxwell a victim spent hours at my house with him.

Those emails existed. Blanche had access to them. He chose not to bring them up.

So now we have: Trump’s defense lawyer interviewed the key witness, got her talking about where the landmines are buried, asked her specifically about Trump, and then – months later – became the person in charge of releasing the files.

It’s like if O.J.s lawyer got to edit the crime scene photos before the jury saw them.

Former prosecutor Mimi Rocah watched the whole thing unfold and called it beyond jaw-dropping. She said Blanche absolutely knows how to get at the truth, and he was not trying to here.

And when Blanche announced yesterdays release, a reporter asked if the files would contain much about other men who helped Jeffrey Epstein.

His answer? Probably not.

The fox is telling you there are no chickens in the henhouse. And he should know – he did a full inventory last summer.

Maxwell, by the way, got transferred to a minimum-security prison camp within a week of that interview. Customized meals. Late-night gym access. Puppy time. One official complained he was sick of having to be Maxwells bitch. Shes now working on a commutation application for Trump.

But sure. Everythings fine. The system is working.3.5 million pages of Epstein documents, and every single redaction was approved by the guy whose job – 18 months months ago – was keeping Donald Trump out of prison.

We identified 6 million potentially responsive pages, the DOJ admitted. They’re releasing about half. Whats in the other half? Who decided what stays hidden? Todd Blanche decided. Trump’s lawyer decided.

This isn’t a conflict of interest. Conflicts of interest are when a judge owns stock in a company he’s ruling on. This is something else entirely. This is the defense attorney becoming the prosecutor and then becoming the archivist. This is hiring the guy who knows where you buried the bodies to be in charge of the map.

And were just watching it happen. In real time. While everybody argues about whether the files contain anything interesting, completely ignoring that the person curating them has every reason in the world to make sure they don’t.

The man who asked Maxwell where to look is now deciding what you get to see.

If this were a movie, youd say the plot was too stupid to be believable.