Bill and Hillary Clinton have pushed back their scheduled appearances before the House Oversight Committee, buying more time in an investigation that’s peeling back layers on the federal handling of Jeffrey Epstein’s sex trafficking empire. The subpoenas dropped in early August, pulling the former president and secretary of state into the spotlight over their well-documented ties to the late pedophile financier.
Hillary skipped her October 9 slot, and now Bill’s Tuesday deposition—set for October 15—won’t happen either, with no rescheduled dates announced.
Committee Chairman James Comer laid it out plain in an August interview: “Everybody in America wants to know what went on in Epstein Island, and we’ve all heard reports that Bill Clinton was a frequent visitor there, so he’s a prime suspect to be deposed by the House Oversight Committee.”
Yet here we are, with the Clintons’ lawyer in talks to “accommodate their schedules,” according to a committee spokesperson. Accommodate? That’s the word floating around, as if this is some casual calendar shuffle instead of a probe into one of the darkest scandals involving elites who always seem to skate by.
Epstein’s web snared powerful names, and the Clintons were right in the thick of it. Records show Epstein dropped by the White House over 17 times during Bill’s presidency, and there’s that 1992 photo capturing Epstein, Ghislaine Maxwell, and Bill together in the Oval Office digs. Bill admits to hitching rides on the infamous “Lolita Express” more than 20 times after leaving office. Maxwell, now locked up for 20 years on trafficking charges, once called Bill “her friend, and not Epstein’s.”
This delay smells like classic stalling tactics from a duo that’s mastered the art of evasion. Why the rush to reschedule when the truth about Epstein’s island antics—and who knew what—hangs in the balance? Whispers persist that Epstein’s “suicide” in 2019 was no accident, a convenient tie-off for loose ends protecting the untouchables. And now, with files from Epstein’s estate—including his black book and will—trickling into Congress, the heat should be on. Even a birthday book entry from Bill himself popped up in those documents, listed under “friends.”
But the GOP-led committee bending over backward raises eyebrows. Is this real accountability, or just theater while the deep state pulls strings behind the scenes? The Justice Department started handing over Epstein files in August, stirring bipartisan calls for transparency after names like Donald Trump’s surfaced too. Still, the focus stays on the Clintons, whose history of dodging scrutiny—from Whitewater to Benghazi—suggests they’re pros at this game.
If Republicans are serious about draining the swamp, they need to lock in those dates and demand answers, no more kid gloves for the elite club that Epstein serviced. The American people deserve the full story, not endless postponements that let shadows grow longer.
The Clintons are not untouchable, they just are part of a network of fellow scum bags who have a vested interest of avoiding their own self-implication if the Clintons dirt is exposed, including half the Republicans in politics and high places. Bill and Hillary (and Bill Gates, and King Charles, and Tony Fauci) are close to departure time. They will play “sick out” until they really are physically or mentally beyond interviewing (or some deranged person takes them out). Then they will die and will enter the courtroom of eternal judgment. And there will be no way to plead not guilty before an all knowing God. Nobody escapes the final courtroom nor avoids final judgment and their deserved eternal “reward.”
UNTIL WE MAKE THESE ‘BIG WIGS’ ACCOUNTABLE – THERE WILL NEVER BE ANY HOPE FOR THIS NATION, WE WILL HAVE TO WAIT FOR GOD’S JUDGMENT!
So as the story goes, President Bill Clinton was walking along the beach one day when a bottle washed up on shore. Bill picks up the bottle and rubs it and out pops a genie who says, I’ve been in that bottle for a thousand years and since you let me out, you get one wish. Anything. Your wish is my command. So Bill scratches his head and says, OK, I want peace in the Middle East to make my presidency look good in the history books. So the genie says, Bill, anything but that. That’s of divine origin and prophecy. Ain’t gonna happen. So Bill gets adamant about it and pulls out a map of the Middle East and points at it saying, I want peace right here and you promised. The genie says Out of my league Bill. No can do. Make another wish. So Bill says, but you promised. The genie replies, make another wish Bill, anything. I’ll do it. So Bill says, OK, I want Hillary and Chelsea to be sweet, loving, kind, virtuous women. The genie hesitates and gets a strange look on his face and then he says, Uh Bill, let me take another look at that map of the Middle East you got there.