Speaker 1: What's up, everyone, and welcome to another episode of the
Epstein Chronicles. Yo, you want to talk about negligence, Let's
talk about the day the Bureau of Prisons decided, in
their infinite wisdom to stake Jeffrey Epstein, the single most
notorious detaine in America, in a cell with Nicholas Tartaglioni,
a former cop, a man built like a freight train,
a man charged with four murders, not one, not two,
not three, but four. So can someone, anyone tell me
what Elie was doing in that cell, who signed that
piece of paper, who looked at Epstein with every connection
to the rich and powerful hanging over his head, and said, yeah,
let's bump him with the guy facing a quadruple homicide rap.
And then just days later, Epstein found half conscious with
marks on his neck. The official story, Wow, maybe it
was suicide. Maybe it was a cry for help. Maybe
it was Tartaglioni trying to stray. Nobody knows. They said ambiguity.
But let's be clear. Ambiguity isn't an explanation. It's a tactic.
It's how institutions bury the truth. They wrap it up
in a fog and say, well, who can really say
what happened? Meanwhile, the video that could have told us gone,
The logs that could have cleared this all up missing.
You think that's an accident. Come on, every single correctional
officer knows cameras are their protection. Cameras don't fail when
they're watching a nobody. They only seem to fail when
the prisoner is Jeffrey Epstein. Convenient, isn't it. And instead
of full disclosure, instead of saying, here's the footage, here
are the memos, here's who made the call, the DOJ
gives us silence. They close the investigation like it was
a parking ticket. They tell us, trust us, nothing to
see here, trust you after this circus, that's fucking rich.
This wasn't some random cell assignment gone wrong. This was
the first domino in a chant of decisions that ended
with Epstein dead in his cell two weeks later. Think
about that injured July twenty third, taken off suicide watch,
just a few days, put back in the shoe, then
August tenth dead. That isn't a series of mistakes, that's
a script. And the DOJ's refusal to show us the paperwork,
the footage the transcripts only makes it clearer. They don't
want us to know who was pulling the strings. And
so here we are, five years later, still asking the
same questions. What was Tartaglione doing in that cell? Who
put him there? Who closed the investigation when Epstein said
he'd been assaulted. Why is every scrap of evidence locked
up like the Crown jewels? And why is the Department
of Justice, the very institutions warned to protect the truth,
acting more like a miser reguarding treasure than a government
accountable to its people. Well, the answer is obvious. They're
hiding something. Maybe it's just negligence, maybe it's corruption, maybe
it's something darker. But whatever it is, it's too damning
for them to admit. And that's why we need the
Epstein files, not the redacted versions, not the sanitized summaries,
the files in full, every log, every memo, every last
second of video. Until then, don't talk to me about closure.
Don't tell me that the case is closed, because the
only thing that's closed is the vault that they've buried
the truth in. So here's my bottom line. Until those
files are released, every single explanation the DOJ offers is worthless.
Every redaction is an insult, and every day that they
stay silent it confirms what we already know in our gut.
This wasn't in competence. This was complicity, and until the
Epstein files are in the open, the cover up lives on.
Look From the very moment Jeffrey Epstein was placed in
a cell with Nicholas star Taglioni, the situation wreaked a
negligence at best and malice at work. This wasn't a
minor oversight. This was a decision so outrageous it defies reason.
Epstein wasn't just another detainee. He was the most infamous
prisoner in the country, maybe in the world, a man
whose downfall threatened to expose names from boardrooms to royal
palaces to then bunkom with a towering ex cop facing
four counts of murder was like tossing gasoline on a
fire and pretending you couldn't smell the smoke. The GOP
didn't just fail its most basic duty of care. It
created the perfect storm. And that kind of storm doesn't
happen by accident. Now, Tartaglioni wasn't some small time offender
waiting on sentencing for tax evasion or fraud. He was
a man accused of brutal, calculated violence, four lives ended
in a grizzly drug deal gone bad, A former police officer,
built like a tank and with every incentive to assert
dominance inside the system. If you were looking for the
least appropriate cell mate for a fragile, high risk prisoner
like Epstein, you couldn't have picked better than Nicholas Tartaglioni.
That's why the question still echoes who made the call?
Who rubber stamped a housing assignment that was bound to
produce disaster? Whereas the documented risk assessment, the checklist, the justification,
none of it has ever been produced. That silence alone
speaks volumes. When Epstein was discovered with marks on his
neck in July of twenty nineteen, the official story began
wabbling like a house built on rotting beams. The narrative
swung widely between attempted suicide, a stage cry for help,
and the possibility of an assault at the hands of Tartaglioni.
But here's the thing. Ambiguity was not an obstacle for
the Bureau of Prisons. It was a tool. Ambiguity allowed
them to deflect responsibility, to shrug and say, who can
really know? But in reality, ambiguity doesn't absolve. Ambiguity indicts.
Ambiguity is as the smokescreen institutions deploy when they can't
or won't give a straight answer. The logical professional response
to Epstein's injuries should have been immediate and total transparency.
Secure every inch of video surveillance, freeze all housing logs,
segregate Tartaglione, interview Epstein under sworn record, deliver the findings
to the public with a level of clarity that would
restore faith in the system. That's the playbook for any
institution that cares about accountability. But what did we get
instead confusion, obfiscation, and conveniently missing footage. In the digital
age where data can be preserved indefinitely, the idea that
the video documenting the most high profile prisoner's safety just
wasn't available is ludicrous. Now, the DOJ and Bureau of
Prisons had one job, one job like Samuel Tarley, protect
Abstein long enough for the justice system to work. Instead,
they chose secrecy and back room maneuvering. They whizzed Epstein
off to suicide watch after barely a week, a decision
that defies every clinical standard for someone found with ligature marks.
They put him back into the special housing unit and
claim procedures were being followed. But where are the signatures?
Where are the names who looked at Epstein and said, yeah,
he's good to go back. Those are not abstract questions,
They're the heart of the matter, and to this day
not a single official has owned up to those choices. Meanwhile,
Tartaglioni played his part. His lawyers insisted he didn't assault Epstein.
They claimed that their client was the one under pressure
from guards. Whether true or spin, it added just enough
noise to drown out clarity. But think about the timing.
Epstein ends up injured, Tartaglioni denies involvement, Epstein shuffled back
in isolation, and two weeks later Epstein is dead. Now
they want to tell you that that's a random chane
of To me, that's a timeline of escalating dysfunction or
something far darker. The so called investigation into Epstein's July
incident was a bureaucratic shrug. Internal probes, redacted memos, vague statements,
no releases of full transcripts, no hard evidence, no complete accounting,
just the DOJ telling us to take it on faith.
But faith is in how justice works. Faith doesn't replace
a chain of custody. Faith doesn't replace missing video. Faith
doesn't restore public trust. Trust us is a refuge of
institutions that have forfeited the right to be trusted. And
that's the sickness at the core of this entire saga.
Every step makes less sense the more closer you look
at it. Epstein was too high risk, too radioactive, too
valuable to be handled with such reckless disregard. If this
were some anonymous prisoner, maybe you could chalk it up
to negligence. But this was Epstein, and when Epstein is involved,
the incompetence defense collapses under its own weight. You don't
assigned to our Taglione as his cellmate, lose video, ignore
red flags, and then shrug when Epstein winds up dead, unless,
of course, you don't want the truth exposed. The investigation
into the alleged assault was shut down as if it
were a minor scuffle in the yard. No names of investigators,
no closure memo, no transcripts of Epstein's account of what happened.
No evidence, chain, just silence. Who decided that there was
no foul play? Who put pen to paper and said
that the matter was closed. We don't know, because they've
never told us, and that alone should terrify anyone who
believes in transparency. So let's step back and walk the
timeline again. July twenty third, Epstein found injured, placed on
suicide watch. A few days later, removed from suicide Watch,
sent back into the shoe August tenth, dead. A cascade
of bad decisions can pressed into eighteen days. Each of
those reversals should have been documented in black and white.
Each should have left a trail. If the paperwork exists,
why hasn't it been released. If it doesn't, then we're
staring into the abyss of deliberate negligence. And then, of
course there's the video. The camera systems in mcc weren't
there for decoration. They were the institution's first line of
defense against exactly this kind of scandal. Yet in the
most crucial moments of Epstein's custody, those cameras failed us,
or rather we were told that they failed. Footage is missing, footage, corrupted,
footage not preserved. Excuse after excuse In any other investigation,
this would be considered tampering. In Epstein's case, it's written
off as a glitch. Now. The DOJ's posture throughout this
has been classic damage control. Denied to flect, delay, offer
up scapegoats when the pressure gets too intense, punish a
couple of guards, shuffle paperwork, and hope the public forgets.
It's the same playbook used whenever the state wants to
bury a scandal. But Epstein's case isn't just another scandal.
It's the scandal, and burying it is an insult, not
only to the victims, but to the very idea of justice.
So what's hiding in those files? Maybe names of staff
who ignore procedure. Maybe records that show Epstein's safety was
deliberately compromised. Maybe connections of powerful figures who had no
interest in seeing them alive in court. Whatever it is,
it's big enough that the DOJ is willing to let
the public's trust rot on the vine rather than disclose it.
And that should tell you everything, because if the DOJ
truly had nothing to hide, if this were merely a
case of tragic incompetence, they would have dumped every log,
every memo, every frame of footage onto the public record
to silent speculation. Instead, they guard those files like crown jewels,
and the only logical conclusion is that the truth is
more damning than the cover up itself, and of course
the result is predictable. The episode of Epstein's first called
suicide attempt has been brushed aside, treated like a meaningless footnote,
when in reality, it is the rosetta stone of the
entire saga. That moment holds the answers. It shows us
who made the call, who look the other way, and
who allowed the dominoes to line up, and that is
precisely why it's been buried. Let's be blunt. This isn't
about indulging wild speculation. It's about demanding accountability. Epstein housing
with Tartaglione, his injuries, the missing footage, the closed investigation.
These are not conspiracy theories. These are hard, factual questions
with no satisfactory answers, and until those answers are provided,
suspicion is not only justified, it's required for the survivors,
for the public, for anyone who believes in equal justice.
This silence is unbearable. Epstein's death didn't just take him
off the board. It took away the chance for the
world to hear under oath how is network operated and
who it served. And that chance wasn't lost to fate.
It was lost to decisions, deliberate decisions, and those decisions
began with the first putting Epstein in a cell with
Nicholas Tartaglioni. That choice alone should have triggered outrage, audits resignations. Instead,
it's been swept under the rug, and the longer that
the DOJ keeps its grip on those files, the clearer
it becomes that they are protecting themselves and not us.
Until the Epstein files are released in full, every explanation
offered by the DOJ is worthless, every redaction an insult,
every case closed yep, that's a cover up. And every
day that passes without disclosure confirms the worst suspicion of
all that this wasn't in competence, this was complicity. And
that's why the demand is simple and non negotiable. Epstein files,
all of them, every log, every memo, every frame of video.
Until then, the truth will remain buried with Epstein, and
the people who buried it know exactly why. All of
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