When the cameras finally switch on and the court reporter begins to type, the long-orchestrated distance between the Clintons and Epstein’s world will shrink to the length of a conference table. Every photo on a tarmac, every name on a manifest, every seemingly casual social encounter will be reexamined under oath, frame by frame, as lawyers press for specifics that can no longer be brushed aside as “old news” or partisan rumor. The Clintons’ team will work to narrow the scope, object to phrasing, and wall off anything that looks like a new headline, but the very existence of the depositions guarantees fresh oxygen for questions they hoped had faded. Continue reading…
