Maxwell Speaks. The People Scream. The Post Whispers.
Subpoenas, cover-ups, and why the pressure won’t stop rising.
Wash Room Chronicles, Vol. III
You know when the truth is about to rupture through the seams? When the people are boiling over with rage, subpoenas are flying, and survivors are begging to be heard and The Washington Post decides it’s time to tuck you in with a bedtime story.
This week, that story came wrapped in soft fabric and institutional Febreze, under the title:
“Ghislaine Maxwell ‘answered every single question’ in two days of interviews, lawyer says”
Let me tell you something when Ghislaine goddamn Maxwell becomes the sympathetic character and the Washington Post forgets the part where she trafficked children for a billionaire pedophile cult, we’ve passed journalistic negligence. This is narrative laundering.
And the kicker? This is the same newspaper that broke Watergate.
Now they’re on their knees polishing up propaganda for the carceral elite like it’s their internship at the Bezos Bootlick Academy.
"You go from taking down Nixon to running PR for a convicted child trafficker? Man, Dayum. Just Damn.
Let’s go quote by quote, frame by frame. Because you ain’t crazy for feeling enraged. They’re just working overtime to make you feel numb.
The Innocence Filter: Let’s Talk About That Photo
First off before a word is read, the visual does the dirty work. The Post uses an old photo of Maxwell with Epstein, out in nature, soft lighting, flannel shirt, knees together, looking like your quirky aunt from Vermont who makes kombucha and reads mystery novels.
Are you f*******g serious?
This is a convicted sex trafficker, not a college ethics professor on sabbatical.
You think they’d run a cozy, sepia-toned glamor shot of El Chapo next to an article about a drug trial?
HELL no.
So why do they do it for her?
Because that image softens the blow. It tells your subconscious: this woman is safe now. She’s helping. She’s not the monster anymore.
“Man, you traffic little girls and get a goddamn cabin-in-the-woods photoshoot? I steal one pack of gum, I get a mugshot and a TSA watchlist!”
The Lawyer Quote They Made Into Scripture
“She answered every single question… She never invoked a privilege. Never refused to answer a question.”
This quote isn’t journalism. It’s a PR rollout for a clemency campaign. And The Post just handed it to the public like it came from a fact-checker.
There’s no rebuttal. No contrast. Just repetition: “every,” “never,” “truthfully.” Like we’re supposed to be clapping.
Manipulation tactic: establish cooperation as a moral cleansing.
Motive: pre-position the idea that Maxwell deserves mercy. Maybe even redemption. Maybe even… freedom.
“She ain’t even got to apologize, huh? Just two days of interviews and boom—back on the brunch circuit?”
Trump’s Quotes Left Untouched
“I haven’t really been following it,” Trump said. “I’m allowed to do it, but it’s something I have not thought about.”
You’re the president. The Attorney General reports to your administration. Ghislaine Maxwell’s tied to your donor network. And you got your DOJ sitting with her for two days straight.
But you “haven’t thought about it”? And The Post just prints it?
That’s not reporting. That’s babysitting.
“If I say I ‘haven’t thought about’ paying child support, I’m a deadbeat dad. But when Trump says it about a sex trafficking clemency, it’s leadership?”
“Unorthodox” = Code for What the Hell?
“In an unorthodox move, Blanche traveled… spending much of Thursday and the first half of Friday speaking with Maxwell.”
Oh, an unorthodox move? That’s what we’re calling this **it now?
A senior DOJ official, Trump’s former criminal defense attorney….is allowed to run a one-on-one interview with a convicted trafficker in secret, and it’s just “unorthodox”? That ain’t unorthodox. No, that’s a direct violation of DOJ protocol.
Normally, a seasoned FBI team would conduct these interviews, trained agents who understand interrogation strategy, risk mitigation, and protocol. You don’t send in the goddamn Deputy Attorney General like this is a Netflix miniseries where the DA bursts into the interrogation room in a last-minute twist. That shit NEVER happens in real life. And I say that as someone who has worked on the front lines in law enforcement, side by side with prosecutors. If a DA becomes a direct witness, the entire legal chain gets contaminated. It compromises the case. It compromises public trust. It’s legal theater with the prosecutor on stage and the press acting like the usher.
You don’t put the second-highest ranking DOJ official in the room with a convicted trafficker unless you’re trying to signal something. And The Post just shrugs and calls it a quirky decision.
Try that word out on your boss. “I made an unorthodox withdrawal from petty cash and flew to Tulum.”
This is not unorthodox. This is corrupt. This is banana republic behavior in a navy suit.
But The Post won’t say that. Because saying it would implicate DOJ credibility, and that might set off too many alarms.
“They got a predator whisperer in the DOJ, and The Post wants you to think it’s just a new HR workflow.”
The Grand Jury Game
“The agency last week asked courts to make public grand jury testimony… citing ‘extensive public interest.’”
This one is slick.
You’ve got judges asking for more justification. Subpoenas flying. Public pressure boiling. And yet, The Post phrases it like a procedural note.
They don’t say who wants the testimony.
They don’t say why it’s being requested now.
They don’t say who’s sweating if it gets released.
Because again—the less emotion they give you, the more control they give them.
“It’s like saying ‘firefighters were called due to heightened flame presence.’ No. The house is BURNING. Say that shit.”
The Loudest Silence
Guess who’s missing from the story?
No survivors.
No victim advocates.
No trauma psychologists.
No attorneys for the abused.
This story is about power. Told from the vantage point of power.
Everyone quoted is a lawyer, a president, or a government official.
The only humanized figure is Maxwell.
And that’s the game.
“This story has more sympathy for the trafficker than the trafficked. That’s not journalism. That’s accessory to reputation laundering.”
Clemency Prep
“Maxwell ‘would welcome any relief’... ‘We hope he exercises that power in the right and just way.’”
This is where they tip their hand.
This is not reporting. This is prepping the reader. It’s psychological inoculation: planting the idea that if Trump does pardon her, well, it’ll be “just.”
It’s subtle. It’s calculated. And it’s f****** evil.
“Maxwell going free is not justice. That’s elite immunity. That’s get-out-of-hell-free cards for the rich and connected.”
And The Washington Post? They already typed up the defense.
The People Are Screaming
Twitter is melting. Bluesky is raging. Every comment section on this story is filled with black ink, red caps lock, and boiling disbelief.
And yet still….The Post whispers.
Still, they tiptoe.
Still, they repeat lawyer quotes like scripture.
Still, they bury subpoenas in paragraph 19.
Still, they use “unorthodox” instead of “abnormal,” “dangerous,” or “rotten.”
Because they’re not here to inform you.
They’re here to manage you.
To keep the rage from rupturing.
To keep the institutions looking intact.
To make you believe the truth is complicated when it’s actually screaming in your face.
"They used to challenge power. Now they press it between their lips like a communion wafer and call it balance."
🎶 Wash Room Soundtrack: LTD Edition
And if all this feels familiar…..like we’ve seen this movie before, like we’ve already marched, already demanded, already screamed…
That’s because we’re stuck in the media equivalent of LTD’s “Back in Love Again.”
“Every time I move, I lose
When I look, I’m in
And every time I turn around
Back in love again…”
That track dropped in 1977, but it’s the unofficial theme song of American institutions right now in 2025.
Every time we think the system’s finally holding predators accountable
Every time we push the media to tell the truth
They turn around... and fall right back in love with the same billionaires, traffickers, and power structures they swore they left behind.
You can almost hear The Washington Post humming it to Ghislaine through gritted teeth and copyedited spin.
So if you catch yourself singing along?
Stop.
Turn it off.
Get mad again.
Because this ain’t love.
It’s complicity on repeat.
If You Read This Far…
You felt it.
You saw that headline and thought: “This ain’t right.”
You read that quote and thought: “They really trying to play us.”
You’re not paranoid. You’re awake.
And this is what The Wash Room Chronicles are for.
To name the rinse.
To call out the spin.
To say what they’re afraid to put in print.
Support the XPLisset Voice of America and series like The Wash Room Chronicles.
$8/month fuels the signal.
$80/year keeps it loud.
$120 Founder Tier helps bring in more voices who won’t let this s***
slide.
This is testimony.
It’s a rescue mission.
Let’s keep writing what they’re too scared to print.
👇👇👇
Ha!! Jeffrey Osborne was born less than a month after I was. That clip made me quite nostalgic.