The Wall Street Journal just dropped the story Trump desperately wanted buried: his 2003 birthday letter to Jeffrey Epstein, complete with a hand-drawn naked woman and his signature positioned as pubic hair.
"Happy Birthday — and may every day be another wonderful secret."
Those seven words, written before Epstein's first arrest, demolish Trump's narrative of minimal contact.
The intimate tone, the shared "secrets," the bizarre sexual imagery—this isn't how acquaintances communicate.
Trump's response?
Threatening to sue the WSJ while claiming he's "never drawn a picture in my life."
The same denial playbook, different scandal.
The letter's mock dialogue is even more damning:
"We have certain things in common, Jeffrey."
What things? What secrets?
This explains everything: why Trump won't release the files, why Bondi backtracked, why the DOJ suddenly found "no incriminating client list" after promising transparency.
@elonmusk was right to ask:
"How can people have faith in Trump if he won't release the Epstein files?"
Now we know. He can't release what implicates him.
The 63% who disapprove aren't conspiracy theorists.
They're Americans who recognize a cover-up when they see one.
Source: WSJ
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