Let’s run a little thought experiment.
The arrest of Prince Andrew Mountbatten reminded me that some countries (not our own, QED everything) still believe in the rule of law.
Imagine that someone perched high in the firmament of global power, not a bit player, not a disgraced assistant, not a quietly retired Wall Street operator, but a truly insulated member of the ruling class, were arrested and prosecuted over crimes connected to Jeffrey Epstein.
Not sued. Not “asked to step back from public duties.” Not quietly shuffled into a think tank fellowship. Arrested. Charged. Arraigned. Tried.
What if they were made to face the victims who still carry the mental and physical scars imposed and imprinted on them by Jeffrey Epstein and his friends? Imagine they had to do what the egregious monster Pamela Jo Bondi wouldn’t, and were forced to look their victims in the eye in a court of law.
Now imagine that standard applied here in the United States, consistently, transparently, without regard to party, donor status, or the size of one’s yacht.
What would America look like?
It would not be calm.
It would not be tidy.
It would be a political, social, and financial earthquake measured on the Richter scale of legitimacy.
You would hear the sound of entire law firms fully employed for years.
White-collar defense attorneys would be eyeing second summer homes with their billable hours. Crisis PR firms would suddenly discover a deep moral commitment to “accountability and healing.” Corporate boards would meet behind closed doors with the urgency of men who just smelled smoke in the engine room.
Because the Epstein story was never about one depraved financier. It was about power. It was about a floating world of degeneracy and abuse shielded by a code of silence. It was about access. It was about proximity.
It is about the decadent confidence of a class of people who believe they are simply too important to face consequences.