Epstein

The whole Epstein affair spiraled into a witch hunt—and has now devolved into claims that it was, actually, a Jewish thing. The Woke Right are now insisting he was aCkShUaLlY Mossad.

But from what I can tell, Epstein was just one of hundreds of thousands of rich men trying to parlay wealth into high-society status—via donations, grants, galas, and parties.

And when men in those circles throw big parties, they look for young women to serve as eye candy.

This happens constantly—in Miami, on boats, in clubs, in penthouses—and in every major city on Earth.

And inevitably, some fraction of those women are underage. The people sourcing the “talent” aren’t trying very hard to check IDs, and underage girls slip through regardless.

But that’s not pedophilia. That’s the usual game: precocious, ambitious young women—technically underage—doing what some have always done: seeking proximity to power in hopes of entering a better tier of life.

Many argue Epstein’s case was categorically different—more organized, more sinister. And yes, what he did crossed legal lines. He had recruiters. He had a system. But let’s not pretend having a “structure” makes something uniquely evil. All scaled-up elite scenes are structured. There are always fixers, scouts, gatekeepers—some for clubs, some for fashion events, some for yachts. When you build a scene around wealth and beauty, the infrastructure builds itself.

Same goes for the “pyramid scheme” of girls recruiting girls. That’s not some Epstein innovation—it’s found across influencer marketing, nightlife promos, and semi-legal modeling circuits. Once it crosses into coercion or underage participation, it becomes a crime. But the cultural scaffolding is already there. Epstein didn’t invent it.

Some point to cameras in Epstein’s homes and speculate he was collecting kompromat to blackmail the powerful. But there’s no evidence any such blackmail ever occurred—no tapes, no victims, no charges. And let’s be honest: the mere existence of cameras does not blackmail make. Cameras are everywhere—in homes, clubs, hotels. Today, not having surveillance would be more suspicious. What people imagine Epstein was doing with those cameras says more about us than any documented reality.

Same goes for the idea that he was an intelligence asset. Maybe people want to believe that. But there’s no proof he worked for Mossad, or anyone else. What is provable is this: he leveraged the same youth-and-beauty economy that everyone else in elite circles does. The parties, the planes, the clubs, the blind eyes—that wasn’t espionage. That was business as usual.

Yes, Epstein should have been stopped. He should’ve been held accountable long before he was. But let’s not let our need for a villain blind us to how ordinary the behavior is. He didn’t invent the world he moved in. He surfed it. And the truly uncomfortable part is that we all recognize that world, even if we pretend we don’t.

And honestly, it’s not just his world. It’s ours. Every major club in Miami has dancers on tables, aerial performers, gogo girls in lingerie. Promoters bend over backward to bring in the youngest, prettiest women—with free drinks, guest lists, VIP perks—while men pay full price just to be near them. And both men and women go, happily. We like the vibe. We call it fun.

The real discomfort isn’t that Epstein was doing something alien. It’s that what he was doing isn’t as unusual as we want it to be.

As for why this case went viral—who knows. These things rarely go viral for clean, rational reasons. Maybe it was the timing. Maybe it was the sheer audacity: a guy with a private island and his own jet, connected to presidents and princes. It was spicy. It had scandal. It had power.

But it also gave us a villain we could isolate—a monster we could condemn—without having to look too closely at the broader world he came from.

And that world? We’re all standing in it.