What emerges may not be a cinematic confession or a single, devastating revelation. Instead, it’s likely to be a granular, uncomfortable record: dates, recollections, denials, and the occasional detail that doesn’t perfectly align with past statements. For allies, that will be spun as the inevitable fuzziness of memory; for opponents, as proof of a deeper pattern. Either way, the transcripts will outlive the news cycle, joining the permanent archive of how American power intersected with Epstein’s orbit. And in that cold, searchable record, Washington may finally be forced to confront not just what was known, but what so many were willing not to ask.
