While President Trump dined with King Charles III at Windsor Castle tonight—complete with a 52-yard table, vintage ports, and a James Bond medley—protesters had already made their point. Hours before the lavish state banquet, activists projected massive images of Trump with Jeffrey Epstein onto the castle's ancient walls, earning four arrests but ensuring the scandal that's dogged Trump for weeks followed him across the Atlantic.
The timing couldn't be worse for the administration. Just yesterday, the House Oversight Committee released hundreds of pages from Epstein's infamous 2003 "birthday book," compiled by Ghislaine Maxwell. Democrats claim they've found a typed note from Trump among the salacious entries—a claim Trump denies. Meanwhile, a discharge petition to force release of all Epstein files sits just one signature away from the 218 needed to bypass House leadership and force a floor vote.
My conversation with investigative journalist Ellie Leonard, who's meticulously transcribed the birthday book, revealed bombshells that rewrite the Epstein narrative. The most explosive: Evidence that Epstein knew Robert Maxwell, Ghislaine's father, since the mid-1970s—not 1991 as Ghislaine has sworn under oath.
On page 234, financier Elliot Wolk writes to Epstein: "I remember in the mid-1970s, you being a star salesman for our tax strategies... I was running an account for Bob Maxwell... was that when you first discovered the Maxwell teenage daughter?" This single entry demolishes decades of carefully constructed cover stories about when these relationships began.
The book reveals Bear Stearns as a crucial nexus point. Ace Greenberg, who inexplicably hired math teacher Epstein as a financier, writes in 2003 about their continuing partnership—24 years after Epstein was supposedly fired. Greenberg was also Trump's key stockbroker, financing his Atlantic City casinos through junk bonds when no one else would lend. Three powerful men, one investment firm, decades of hidden connections.
Beyond the business ties, the birthday book is a disturbing window into how normalized trafficking was in this circle. One entry shows Trump and another person holding a check for $22,500 with a caption suggesting they're joking about selling a "fully depreciated" woman. Even as a joke, it aligns disturbingly with Trump's recent Air Force One admission that he knew Virginia Giuffre—the teenage spa attendant at Mar-a-Lago who Epstein allegedly "stole" from him.
The book also validates Giuffre's account of meeting Prince Andrew at London's Tramp Club—a location both Maxwell and Andrew have denied visiting. Yet here, in black and white, friends reminisce about their frequent visits to that exact venue.
What emerges from these documents isn't just a sex trafficking scandal—it's a financial crime network spanning decades, connecting Russian oligarchs, Israeli intelligence, Wall Street, and the highest levels of government. The estate's willingness to release this book, held by Epstein's lawyers Darren Indyke and Richard Kahn rather than seized by the FBI, suggests more revelations may be negotiable.
Tonight, as Trump toasts with the monarch whose brother was destroyed by this very scandal, protesters have ensured the Epstein ghost won't stay buried. The discharge petition moves forward, new documents keep emerging, and the financial web that connects Trump, Epstein, Maxwell, and a cast of global power brokers continues to unravel.
The question isn't whether more will come out—it's whether America is prepared for what these files might reveal about its president and the network that made him.
While President Trump dined with King Charles III at Windsor Castle tonight—complete with a 52-yard table, vintage ports, and a James Bond medley—protesters had already made their point. Hours before the lavish state banquet, activists projected massive images of Trump with Jeffrey Epstein onto the castle's ancient walls, earning four arrests but ensuring the scandal that's dogged Trump for weeks followed him across the Atlantic.
The timing couldn't be worse for the administration. Just yesterday, the House Oversight Committee released hundreds of pages from Epstein's infamous 2003 "birthday book," compiled by Ghislaine Maxwell. Democrats claim they've found a typed note from Trump among the salacious entries—a claim Trump denies. Meanwhile, a discharge petition to force release of all Epstein files sits just one signature away from the 218 needed to bypass House leadership and force a floor vote.
My conversation with investigative journalist Ellie Leonard, who's meticulously transcribed the birthday book, revealed bombshells that rewrite the Epstein narrative. The most explosive: Evidence that Epstein knew Robert Maxwell, Ghislaine's father, since the mid-1970s—not 1991 as Ghislaine has sworn under oath.
On page 234, financier Elliot Wolk writes to Epstein: "I remember in the mid-1970s, you being a star salesman for our tax strategies... I was running an account for Bob Maxwell... was that when you first discovered the Maxwell teenage daughter?" This single entry demolishes decades of carefully constructed cover stories about when these relationships began.
The book reveals Bear Stearns as a crucial nexus point. Ace Greenberg, who inexplicably hired math teacher Epstein as a financier, writes in 2003 about their continuing partnership—24 years after Epstein was supposedly fired. Greenberg was also Trump's key stockbroker, financing his Atlantic City casinos through junk bonds when no one else would lend. Three powerful men, one investment firm, decades of hidden connections.
Beyond the business ties, the birthday book is a disturbing window into how normalized trafficking was in this circle. One entry shows Trump and another person holding a check for $22,500 with a caption suggesting they're joking about selling a "fully depreciated" woman. Even as a joke, it aligns disturbingly with Trump's recent Air Force One admission that he knew Virginia Giuffre—the teenage spa attendant at Mar-a-Lago who Epstein allegedly "stole" from him.
The book also validates Giuffre's account of meeting Prince Andrew at London's Tramp Club—a location both Maxwell and Andrew have denied visiting. Yet here, in black and white, friends reminisce about their frequent visits to that exact venue.
What emerges from these documents isn't just a sex trafficking scandal—it's a financial crime network spanning decades, connecting Russian oligarchs, Israeli intelligence, Wall Street, and the highest levels of government. The estate's willingness to release this book, held by Epstein's lawyers Darren Indyke and Richard Kahn rather than seized by the FBI, suggests more revelations may be negotiable.
Tonight, as Trump toasts with the monarch whose brother was destroyed by this very scandal, protesters have ensured the Epstein ghost won't stay buried. The discharge petition moves forward, new documents keep emerging, and the financial web that connects Trump, Epstein, Maxwell, and a cast of global power brokers continues to unravel.
