To make sense of the Justice Department’s latest documents, you have to understand what they actually are.
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My name is in the Epstein files. How could that be? When the FBI received its first tip about the businessman molesting teenage girls, I hadn’t even been born yet. The first time I heard the name “Jeffrey Epstein” was as a confused college student in 2015, watching feminist classmates protest a talk by Epstein’s defense lawyer.
But search my name in the Justice Department’s Epstein Library, and there it is, linked to a PDF file. Did I travel back in time? Was I hypnotized to forget my involvement in the most infamous sex abuse scandal in modern times? Do I happen to have an evil twin?
