Often it will be suggested that to express misgivings about the defamatory maelstrom of Epstein hysteria, one must be suspiciously concerned with the reputational interests of “powerful elites.” Because even if certain “elites” might get wrongly impugned as child-sex criminals from time to time — what’s the big deal? They have plenty of power, money, and connections to comfortably withstand this minor inconvenience. So why waste one’s breath lamenting their woes, which they probably deserved in some deeper sense anyway? After all, members of the so-called “Epstein Class” can be assumed “spiritually” guilty of something really bad, even if the specifics of a particular child-sex crime allegation might not be totally accurate. If you find yourself overly bothered by this besmirchment of “elites,” you must have some suspiciously warped priorities.

First off, let’s set aside how insane it is to rationalize a tornado of unrelenting slime, spewing forth noxious falsities in every direction, so long as those on the receiving end of the splatter can be deemed sufficiently “powerful.” Such a logic could only be condoned if one has decided to repudiate the very aspiration of truth-seeking, and no longer even pretends to value fidelity to facts. If you’ve got some grievance with a particular “elite,” or even with some under-defined group of “elites,” you are perfectly entitled to enumerate those grievances however you see fit. But if your grievances are so well-founded, why would you be reduced to just making stuff up? Why would you go out of your way to tolerate a tsunami of pure sleaze? Shouldn’t there be tons of legitimate material available for you to predicate a reality-based critique on, aimed at whatever elite(s) you claim to most revile? Well, evidently not, if you’ve set about rationalizing the massive defamation-tornado — perhaps because you find the fallout “funny,” or socially/politically pleasing in some way, per whatever half-baked theory you’ve cobbled together. If that’s the case, you’ve shown you have no problem with the lunatic second and third-order effects, namely: infesting the public mind with loads of demented garbage, thereby ensuring any critique of “elites” that might gain popular traction will be mired in crass delusions, and therefore not much of a reasoned critique at all.

For now, though, let’s leave aside the question of whether or not we should care about the capricious reputational damage inflicted on “elites” at the hands of Epstein mania. That’s a question easily bracketed at the moment. Because what seldom gets anything close to enough emphasis is that the collateral damage extends far beyond the opulently well-monied, or politically well-connected. Plenty of “normal” people have found themselves slimed with incendiary filth, and with little recourse at their disposal. The four random men who werefalsely implicatedin child sex crimes by Thomas Massie and Ro Khanna —includingan auto mechanic and an IT technician — have still yet to receive so much as a piddling apology from the two Congressmen most responsible for the Epstein Files Transparency Act, and the resulting mass production of “Epstein Files” by the DOJ. A great many more “non-elites” could be cited as among those similarly pelted with slime on account of some tenuous Epstein “connection” that some nutbag internet sleuth tried to invent.

Which brings us back to Kristy Makuta and the monumental “Jane Doe” fraud — chronicled by me inPart One— that on its own could easily rank as one of the craziest cons in all of Epstein lore. Crazy enough that lawyer Jeanne Christensen of the extortionist Wigdor firm — who formerly represented Kristy before the fraud was conclusively exposed — had zero compunction about asserting, to take just one creepy example, that Kristy “had sex with Larry Summers” — as though this had been unassailably confirmed after exhaustive rounds of due diligence. In reality, no such due diligence was performed at all. If anything, the opposite. To somehow make matters impossibly worse (this storyalwaysmanages to get worse), Christensen was so shameless as to make her assertion not in some casual off-hand chat, butin written communications she proactively transmitted to federal prosecutors, with the unsubtle objective of coaxing the Feds to bring criminal charges, on the supposed strength of evidence that was later found, in anApril 23, 2026 rulingby Judge Jessica Clarke, to have been brazenly faked. This necessitated the imposition of severe sanctions against Jeanne Christensen individually, as well as her entire rotten Wigdor law firm, and even Kristy Makuta herself, aka “Jane Doe,” given her present capacity as apro seplaintiff. But there should never have needed to be a belated court judgment for anyone anchored in minimal sanity to recognize that Kristy’s claims, and the evidence supposedly proffered to substantiate them — phony sonogram images, mocked-up decades-old “diaries” — were a whirlwind of unvarnished lunacy. That should’ve been painfully obvious from the very first second, at least if one was not blinkered by such deliriums as “trauma-informed” ideology, or the insatiable lust for extracting gargantuan financial payouts.

The wholesale abolition of critical discernment is what makes the Kristy episode all the more remarkable, and indeed disturbing. Because it’s one thing to castigate Larry Summers; he’s been through the ringer already on Epstein stuff. You can see why ideologically-captured lawyers and prosecutors might’ve been inclined to blithely accept the premise, however unfounded, that Summers had committed grave child sex crimes, since he did in fact have a well-documented relationship with Epstein, and would also himself qualify as an “elite.” But here’s where it gets much sicker: Christensen and her law enforcement colleagues were just as willing to malign a bunch of consummately “normal” people, with zero public profile or stature whatsoever, as perpetrators of the most heinous child-sex villainy imaginable, based on the very same crackpot evidence that should’ve been discounted by any sane observer in roughly two seconds. Those consequently slimed include Kristy’s former cheerleading/dance coach, her biological parents, her late grandfather, and other “non-elites” who unwittingly got thrown into the steaming pile of slime.

Thanks to the confabulatory tales confected by Kristy, in concert with her so-called “adoptive mother,” Amy Duffey, and her now-sanctioned lawyer, Jeanne Christensen, a random woman who once ran a cheerleading/dance studio for high school-age girls in Northern Virginia has now been traduced as someone who brutishly “groomed” and “sex trafficked” a helpless autistic child with a rare form of Down Syndrome. Christensen outrageously told federal prosecutors that this unsuspecting woman “forced [Kristy] to perform sexual acts with adult men since she was very young,” and from there it was only a short step to force her into the hellish pedophile captivity of Ghislaine Maxwell, Jeffrey Epstein, Leon Black, and about two dozen other culprits. Worse yet, Christensen claims to have eventually pried out of Kristy, after many intense lawyer/client recovered memory sessions, the revelation that her dance instructor / cheerleading coach “handed [Kristy] off to Maxwell and Epstein” atthe direction of Kristy’s biological mother.

I won’t name the dance coach here, but for the record, she is completely exposed in the DOJ’s repository of “Epstein Files” — full name, date of birth, phone number, residential address, name of partner/spouse, employment history, maiden name, etc. And consequently, her info is splashed all over the internet for the rest of time as somebody state and federal law enforcement suspected of the most grotesque child sex crimes. Kind of interesting, isn’t it, who does or does not receive the courtesy of generous redactions in these “files,” so as to shield their “identifying information” from the glare of frothing online hordes? Because this random woman certainly did not receive any such courtesy, despite by all accounts being a totally innocent “victim” of what amounts to a deranged, systematic fraud — perpetrated with the connivance of government agents who are supposed to exercise bare-minimum discretion with the awesome powers they’ve been granted to destroy people’s lives, whether by throwing them in prison or nuking their reputations. Instead, this confirmed female victim has been paraded for all to see, while fraudulent “Epstein Survivors” such as Kristy continue to enjoy indefinite anonymization, per edicts from the DOJ, Congress, the media, and the courts. Evenprosecutorsinvolved in the absurd hustle are mostly redacted in their humiliating email exchanges, though I was able to identify some using my expert computer skills. Which does not negate the underlying fallacy of the redaction criteria: that anyone who can claim Epstein-related “victimization” is shielded from public scrutiny forevermore, lest they be “re-victimized” — and even if their “victimhood” is judicially ruled to have been based on a slew of ridiculous fabrications. Meanwhile, “normal” people like this dance instructor, who were appallingly maligned along the way, possibly unbeknownst to them, are freely un-redacted and now available for every crank on the internet to “investigate.”

Let’s recall the “evidence” we’re talking about here:

The above “diary” is the slam-dunk evidence that lawyer Jeanne Christensen was so eager to inform federal prosecutors she had successfully “decoded,” and was therefore in a position to report Kristy’s biological mother for sadistically orchestrating her own daughter’s brutal rape, because according to these “decoded” messages, the mother and father were both knowingly in the vicinity of Epstein’s NYC townhouse when Kristy was delivered to Leon Black for sex-servitude, at which time Black psychotically bit off chunks of Kristy’s genitalia and rammed sex-toy devices into both her vagina and anus — splattering blood across the carpet in Epstein’s chamber. Again, this was said to have occurred while Kristy’s parents waited nearby, sneering with delight at the gruesome scene, because they were about to get paid for “trafficking” their own daughter for a night of crazed child-sex bondage.

Christensen told prosecutors that after Kristy became upset about Leon Black viciously raping her, she requested to see a doctor, but “the reaction from Epstein, Maxwell and her parents” — all supposedly working in collusion — “was one of anger,” not toward the rapist, but towardKristy. She was thus reprimanded for ruining her parents’ pleasant weekend jaunt to NYC, because apparently Epstein stepped in after the bloody climax and decided the Makuta parents would no longer receive the cash they’d been promised for “trafficking” Kristy to Leon. So after she was brutally raped with their knowledge and approval, Kristy’s parents “drove her from NYC back to Woodbridge Va.” Which on top of making them out to be the most vile parents on the planet, also straightforwardly implicates them in a child-sex trafficking conspiracy, for which they could conceivably be prosecuted. Which is of particular relevance here, as again, Christensen was passing along this information tofederal prosecutors.

Source: Michael Tracey