Epstein Secrets

ently, I was always known as a liberal Democrat aligned politically with the likes of Senator Ted Kennedy, President Bill Clinton, Secretary of State Hillary Clinton, Senator Hubert Humphrey, Justices Arthur Goldberg and William Brennan, the Reverend Martin Luther King, and Judge David Bazelon. The organization wi

nnedy, President Bill Clinton, Secretary of State Hillary Clinton, Senator Hubert Humphrey, Justices Arthur

e surely lived the passion of my times and I’ve been very lucky, at least so far. (I don’t want to give myself a “kneina hura.”!’) Like the fictional Zelig in Woody Allen’s great film of that name, I was privileged to have been present—literally or virtually—at many of the most important legal and politi

ant restlessness—that she believed carried the team. On the campaign trail, he would always add stops and speeches. He doubled his own campaign time. Hillary worked at half time; he worked at double time. He sucked in the energy from the crowds. Now that he was living alone in the White House, though, he h

naire casino magnate. Trump had HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_019989 adopted a sort of 1950s Jewish uncle (tough-guy variety) delivery, with assorted Yiddishisms—Hillary Clinton, he declared, had been “shlonged” in the 2008 primary— helping to give an inarticulate man an unexpected expressiveness. Now his daughter, a de facto

iser; and Wilbur Ross, the commerce secretary. (Ross was widely ridiculed for never missing an Air Force One opportunity—as Bannon put it, “Wilbur is Zelig, every time you turn around he’s in a picture.””) This trip and the robust American delegation was the antidote, and alternate universe to the Muelle

ined the tabloid show) and effectively exported the story back to the U.S., where Epstein's connection to Bill Clinton, and, hence as a shadow over Hillary, became the news. "I told you so" said Epstein. There is Epstein in his inner world, trying, quite ostrich like, not to look out. Little beyond hi

clear, it must be murky. Sure, Goldman Sachs partners and tech geniuses, they might have stratospheric wealth, but what to make of a Coney Island, Zelig-like no-namer? In 1994, just at the moment when Prince Charles is on television acknowledging his love for Camilla Parker Bowles, Jeffrey Epstein i

ined the tabloid show) and effectively exported the story back to the U.S., where Epstein's connection to Bill Clinton, and, hence as a shadow over Hillary, became the news. "I told you," said Epstein. There is Epstein in his inner world, trying, quite ostrich like, not to look out. Little beyond his

characterization persist: if it's not clear, it must be murky. Sure, Goldman Sachs partners and tech fortunes, but what to make of a Coney Island, Zelig-like no-namer? In 1994, just at the moment when Prince Charles is on television acknowledging his love for Camilla Parker Bowles, Jeffrey Epstein i