Is It True? Am I The New Jeffrey Epstein? I Sure Hope So!
Free Ghislaine, free Palestine, free Chuck?
Uncle Jeffrey has been a naughty boy and he made an appearance in my courtroom battle with Hal Lambert this past week from the grave. Not bad, not bad at all. I aspire to this level of villainy. And sure enough Mr. Lambert has been generous in so awarding me. Thank you, Hal, and I mean that.
Lambert said on the stand that I want to be the “next Jeffrey Epstein.”
Oh man, that sounds bad? Well, is it?
My girl — my queen, really — Ghislaine Maxwell was tripped up on some bullshit within the FBI.
Arthur Bloom’s been on that one with an assistant from Uncle Chuck.
What if everything you know about Jeffrey Epstein and Ghislaine is fake? That would be wild, right? And yet… here’s your Jeffrey Epstein starter kit.
Trump should obviously pardon Ghislaine. Come on, Donald.
I love my old teacher, Alan Dershowitz, but he’s got to behave himself. He shouldn’t have done what he done done in the first Trump administration.
Should have helped pardon Ross in Trump 1.0, Alan!
Can I make it anymore obvious?
OK, I was there when Jeffrey Epstein switched all his attorneys from Dershowitz et al. and began working for us.
I remember it very well when Jeffrey began working for intelligence.
Did you know Jeffrey Epstein and Alan Dershowitz wrote me a letter of recommendation for Harvard?
Jeffrey Epstein’s brother Mark is right. Jeffrey was murdered.
Well we’re not going to leave behind Ghislaine. No sir.
On the other hand this kind of thing probably shouldn’t be let loose in the wild. Need a permit for those cannons, though. They have to be licensed. I’m sorry to say.
The next American president should Free Ghislaine, free Palestine and, of course, free Chuck, the next Jeffrey Epstein.
Ghislaine’s a little old for me to make my First Lady, alas, and besides, Slick Willy already got to that. Sly devil.
Greater love hath no man than he who laid down his life for his friends even if he was strangled.
I’m not quite ready to call Jeffrey Epstein our modern Jesus — I think that’s a role taken up by St. George Floyd — but he may be our John the Baptist.
Apropos of nothing in particular did I show you my favorite painting from the Kimbell Art Museum in Fort Worth? Truly wondrous stuff.
