The Wash Room: Bezos Bleaches, Murdoch Air Dries

How The Washington Post Became the Press Room for Billionaires While Silencing Black Voices and Soft-Pedaling Epstein’s Rotting Legacy

Let me explain something to y’all real quick: Billionaires don’t get clean. Nope. They get washed. And nowhere is the spin cycle spinning harder than at The Washington Post.

You think you’re reading hard-hitting journalism? Nah. You’re watching Jeff Bezos’ editorial laundromat. And this week’s story about Trump suing Rupert Murdoch’s Wall Street Journal complete with headlines like “No One Is Safe” ain’t journalism. It’s dry-cleaned damage control.

Let’s hang this article out on the line, section by section, and see whose drawers are getting aired out and whose filth is getting Fabreezed.

Welcome to The Wash Room

“With his suit against Murdoch, Trump signals: No one is safe.”

That’s the actual headline. Sounds like a Marvel movie trailer. But who’s supposed to be scared? Journalists? Readers? Or Murdoch’s tax attorney?

Let’s be real. This isn’t about protecting democracy. It’s a turf war between two men whose empires helped each other rise. Murdoch’s Fox News made Trump a political god. Trump returned the favor by feeding Fox’s ratings and throwing the New York Post a lifeline.

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Now they’re beefing over how many times Trump’s name appeared in Epstein’s records? And The Washington Post, owned by another billionaire, is acting like it’s the public that’s in danger.

Nah. What’s actually in danger is the elite PR machine.

Here’s what the article says:

“The Journal followed up with a story saying that Trump’s name appeared ‘multiple times’ in documents related to Epstein’s case.”

But then they move on like it’s nothing. No follow-up. No digging. No names. No context. If a former president’s name appears multiple times in documents tied to a known child sex trafficker, that’s not a side note that’s a goddamn front page investigation.

Bezos’ Spin Cycle: Delicate Setting Only

Let’s talk about what The Washington Post has become under Bezos.

Remember when the Post’s slogan was “Democracy Dies in Darkness”? Cute. These days it’s more like “Democracy Dries on Low Heat.”

Here’s the quote they use to explain Trump’s lawsuit:

“This is an utterly baseless lawsuit that is meant to chill and punish aggressive news coverage of President Trump and his administration,” said Theodore J. Boutrous Jr., a leading First Amendment attorney.

They frame it like Trump is out here assassinating free speech. But they don’t spend a single word interrogating Murdoch’s role in killing truth on Fox News. Or Bezos’ role in softening edges at the Post.

Instead, we get polite phrases like:

“Trump and Murdoch have benefited from their relationship… with Trump providing content and ratings for Murdoch’s New York Post tabloid and Fox News.”

Content and ratings? That’s what we’re calling that shit now?

Let me decode: Trump gave them fascism and they gave him airtime. They helped sell the lie, and now they’re upset the buyer wants a refund.

Exodus: Black Ink on a White-Out Board

Wanna know how you know the rinse cycle’s in full effect? Look at who’s leaving.

• Pulitzer winner Eugene Robinson? Gone.

• Jonathan Capehart—the only Black editorial board member? Gone. And he didn’t leave quietly. He said he felt “robbed of his humanity” after being ignored and undermined by colleagues during coverage disagreements.

• Ruth Marcus, a 40-year vet, left after the Post quietly shelved her columns that criticized Democratic leaders and corporate donors.

• Eduardo Porter called the Opinion section “dogmatic” before taking the buyout.

That’s not a restructuring. That’s a purge folks. And the Post’s editorial section looks whiter than a Nantucket yoga retreat.

Wash, Rinse, Rebrand: The Diversity Mirage

They’ll tell you diversity matters. They’ll even dedicate a few pages to it in February. But look at the receipts:

“Capehart, a Pulitzer Prize-winning Black columnist and editorial board member, was the lone Black voice on the board before his resignation earlier this year.”

“Krissah Thompson, the Post’s managing editor for diversity and inclusion, also quietly exited amid leadership reshuffles.”

No sendoff. No investigation. Just gone.

So here’s the truth: the diversity at the Post was always decorative. Once the Bezos vision got rolling, the folks who made the paper reflect America started vanishing like unpaid internships.

V. The Only Black Opinion Voice—and He’s Gone

Capehart wasn’t just a columnist. He was the one visible Black voice speaking from the Post’s highest editorial perch. And now that seat’s cold.

Meanwhile:

• Jennifer Rubin now writes like the ghost of David Brooks.

• George Will is still handed inches to wax poetic about old-school conservatism as if it’s not rotting on the floor of CPAC.

The result? A supposedly “balanced” board that leans white, male, and capitalist—as if that’s the neutral middle.

VI. Murdoch, Trump & The Unholy Trinity of Billionaire PR

Let’s cut through the crap. The Post wants you to think this lawsuit is about the danger of political litigation.

But here’s what’s really happening:

“The lawsuit against the Journal seeks more than $10 billion in damages over an article reporting that Trump contributed a drawing of a naked woman to a 50th birthday album compiled for Epstein in 2003.”

That’s in the piece. And they STILL won’t call it what it is. No timeline. No survivor quotes. No breakdown of how the elite media shielded Epstein for decades.

They just toss that grenade into the article like a footnote:

“The Journal’s article included careful language, noting that ‘it isn’t clear how the letter with Trump’s signature was prepared’ and describing what ‘appears to be hand-drawn with a heavy marker.’”

What kind of lukewarm language is that? We’re talking about a drawing of a naked woman, tied to Jeffrey Epstein, compiled in a birthday book. And they’re out here talking about fucking marker weight?

That’s what laundering looks like.

Final Rinse: It’s All A Game to Them. But We’re Still Dirty.

This isn’t journalism. This is branding. This is laundering. This is The Wash Room.

While they print delicate pieces about Trump’s feelings and Murdoch’s legacy, the real story, the human cost of this billionaire bullshit, gets drowned.

We’re watching Epstein’s survivors get ignored. We’re watching labor get crushed. We’re watching Black journalists get iced out while white billionaires sue each other like it’s a goddamn fencing match at a country club.

And The Washington Post has the nerve to call itself the protector of democracy?

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