Is It Possible There Never Was An “Epstein List”? No, and Here’s Why… | WLT Report

Glenn Beck:

Yesterday we told you that, uh, the Epstein videotape was out and you could see that, uh, they had put a video on the door.
And I’m—I’m, “Okay, good, I accept that.”

Um, today we find out that, uh, they edited the videotape and didn’t tell anybody.
They just found out because, uh, there was a timestamp jump of—of—of about a minute, just over a minute.
Now, I don’t think that somebody was waiting right off the camera, came in, and in a minute opened the door, went in, killed him, rushed out, closed the door, locked it back up, and was out of the camera.
Did it in a minute. I had that minute. I don’t believe that.

But why on God’s green Earth would you edit a videotape where you’re trying to prove to everybody that it’s all on the up and up?
Why would you do that?

Now yesterday, I didn’t call for anybody’s firing, but I think Pam Bondi needs to be fired.
Not because she’s covering anything up. I frankly don’t know if anyone is covering anything up.
What I do know is this is the worst rollout of information I have ever seen in my life.
You roll out an edited tape.

All you had to do is say, “By the way, there is one—uh—one minute that is missing from the tape.
It was a jump at the very last.”

You don’t let people find that out by going and looking at the timestamp the whole time.
What is wrong with you people?
Honestly, what is wrong with you people?

Now I want to start with just a quick definition, uh, check here.
There is a difference between a theory and a conclusion.
A theory is something that we have when we’re trying to fill in the blanks, when we don’t have all the facts.
A conclusion is what we reach—when the facts are sitting right in front of us.

A conclusion requires some courage.
Now last night I was going through some of this stuff, and I did a tweet thread on the evidence—uh—just the evidence collected, okay?
And you look at the evidence list—not the headlines, not the spin—
Look at the list of stuff that was collected, and it just doesn’t read like a man who was living a double life, you know what I mean?

It reads like a logistics—
A logistics log for an enterprise.
That’s what it looks like—
A system. Something built to last, something built to be controlled, and most of all, something built to be protected.

Now let’s take this slowly, because I want to build a case here for you.
If we are to hold on to even the faintest glimmer of hope of justice,
Then we need to be able to think and we need to be able to ask questions that demand answers—
Not comfort. Actual answers.

So let me start with a simple one.
Does a—does a single guy need dozens of hard drives, multiple servers, cloud backups, and hundreds of CDs and USB sticks—
Many of them, most of them, labeled, categorized, and stored with care?
Who needs that for their house? For their house?

Now that’s not normal.
It’s not accidental.
It’s very, very deliberate.
What does it mean?

Well, we’d have to know what’s stored on them.
Okay, well let’s look at how they’re at least labeled,
‘Cause we can’t see what’s stored on them, but let’s look at how they were labeled.

Nude girl pics.
Photo albums of girls with Epstein.
Folders marked with names.
Then they had surveillance videos, audio tapes, handwritten notes, even trip logs and boat schedules.

Now think—
When you go out on the boat with somebody, why do you log who’s on the boat with you at all times and keep a meticulous lo—
I mean, it’s almost done with a German efficiency of the 1930s and ’40s.

Why do you—why do you—
I mean, unless you intend on proving, tracking, or recalling who was on the boat, who was on the plane, who was in the house at all times—
And you need to know where they were and when they were there.

But does that sound like a guy who is acting just for himself and was only—
“You know, I keep these logs because, uh, well, I’m diddling with little girls and I needed to know who was in the house.”
Why? Why? Why?

So here’s the next question—
Photos of Epstein with girls.
Now I don’t know if it’s just me,
But let’s say I just have a whole bunch of pictures of me with cats.

I don’t label it myself “Photos of cats with Beck.”
Now maybe somebody I work with would—
But I don’t.

So labeling it that is a little weird.
But more importantly—
Who took the photos?
Is he Stretch Armstrong?

Was he diddling with little girls and then his arm could stretch way out and take photos of the two of them having sex?
Who took the photos?
Who categorized?
Who labeled the albums?

Who maintained the backups?
Who digitized the files?
Who operated the surveillance systems?
Because all of that is listed too.

Servers, camera systems, remote video feeds—
That doesn’t happen by accident.
And certainly one guy doesn’t do it.
It takes staff. It takes technicians.

It takes somebody who knew something and did nothing.
Here’s another detail buried in the list:
A foreign passport with Epstein’s photograph.
Large stashes of cash.

Massage tables.
Sex toys—
Not one, multiple.
Different locations.

Now is this the profile of a disturbed individual?
Yeah, it is. It is.
But is it only that?
Or does it sound more like a system?

Something engineered to be efficient, repeatable, and survivable.
A system of redundancy, with documentation, with contingency.
Why the backups?
If I have all of these things on all of these servers—

Why do I have to have backups of all of those servers?
Why the surveillance?
I mean, generally, you don’t surveil yourself.
You surveil guests. Associates. Clients.

Now here’s an uncomfortable thought:
What if those devices hold proof of others involved?
See, the only thing that is more disturbing than—
You know, what’s in the evidence list, and what ha—

Is what really hasn’t happened with the evidence list.
It’s been years.
No one else is indicted.
We’re supposed to believe it’s only those two.

That’s it.
That’s it.
It doesn’t seem to be like there’s a lack of evidence here.
It seems like there’s a lack of will.

Now I want to ask you another question.
If we found, let’s say, a pastor in Omaha, Nebraska, or a tech worker in Ohio, or a factory foreman in rural Alabama—
Do you think all of this would be proceeding exactly the way it’s being proceeded with Epstein?

Or do you think we would know every name, every detail, every photo that didn’t include a kid?
We would be asking and answering the questions of who took the photos.
Why did he have this surveillance?
Wouldn’t we know all of it?

But with Epstein, we don’t know anything.
And we’re told, “You know, maybe he was alone.”
That’s the official line now.
But is that logical?

One man orchestrated decades of abuse, maintained detailed records, employed countless staff,
Trafficked in minors, flew dozens of people in and out of his island—
Where he was personally just trafficking these children for himself—
And no one knew? No one participated? No one enabled it?

Okay, I want you to listen carefully,
Because there is a line in the sand, and to me, this is very personal—
And I’ll explain why.
But there is a line in the sand, and it’s right in front of us.

Let me go there in 60 seconds.
You know, everybody’s got their own version of what preparation looks like.
Some people stockpile supplies. Others save money, make plans, take courses.
But in Israel, preparation often looks a little bit different than all of that.

It looks like a child knowing the fastest route to a bla—
To a bomb shelter.
It looks like an elderly woman who sleeps in her shoes, just in case she has to run.
It looks like medics who can’t respond to emergencies until they’ve put on a bulletproof vest.

That’s what life in Israel—
Oh my gosh. I just thought of something.
Oh my gosh. I forgot—
Epstein was working for the Mossad, and that’s why I don’t have a problem with all of this,

Even though I have a huge problem with all of this and am saying it every day.
Because he’s a Jew—
I get this.
I get this letter. I got this, um, um, response on—um, I think it was on X yesterday.

Several of them.
“You know the reason why you don’t care about this is because he’s a Jew and you and your Jews.”
Me and my—
Me and my Jews walking down the avenue.

Oh my << American.
Anyway—
Uh, let me make sure that you understand that things are different,
And now is the time that try men’s souls.

Now is the time when you choose to stand with God’s people or not.
And that doesn’t mean fighting their wars.
And that doesn’t mean excusing anything.
And it certainly doesn’t mean turning a blind eye.

What it does mean is that you stand with them.
You stand against anybody who’s like, “You and those Jews.”
Eh—that’s a problem.
That’s a problem.

Uh, you can support Israel now just by helping them stay safe.
888-488-IFCJ.
“I will bless those who bless you and I will curse those who curse you.”
God. 888-488-IFCJ. 888-488-IFCJ or go online to ifcj.org. IFCJ.ORG.

10 second station ID.

Okay.
I—I—I—I don’t wanna speculate anymore.
The problem is speculation.
But I have to ask questions.

And I want to—
I wanna make it very clear:
I don’t care if he was a Mossad agent.
I don’t care if he was a CIA asset.

I don’t care if he was just a common man that just flew too close to the sun.
I don’t care if he killed himself, or he was murdered, or he spontaneously combusted.
None of that is the point—at least not yet.
What does matter is the truth.

Not my truth. Not your truth.
Not the curated, sanitized, spoon-fed-to-us-by-committees-and-cable-news truth.
The truth.
There comes a time where there’s a line in the sand, and you have to start saying,

“I don’t care what the truth is. I just want it.”
When a society loses its grip on reality and the facts—
When facts become optional and the narrative becomes the currency—
Trust dies.

I don’t know—
I don’t even think it’s in the hospital.
I think trust is on the way to the coroner now in America.
Because this matters.

Because if there is no trust, there is no nation.
There is no justice.
There is no “We the people.”
It’s all over.

It’s just power—
And those just desperate enough to hold onto it.
And those of us who will just accept whatever is spoon-fed to us, one way or another.
I want you to understand: everything that I’m saying today is really not about Epstein.

He is just the symptom.
This is really about us.
Because if the government, if the media, if the intelligence services—
If the institutions meant to serve and protect the people—

Are capable of either getting something like this so wrong and then not apologize for it,
Not show us how they could be this wrong,
Or they’re capable of concealing something of this scale—
Then silence isn’t just complicity. It is corruption.

And if we allow this to stand, we become part of it.
I refuse to be Jake Tapper.
I have been on this boat with you for a very long time questioning this,
Thinking there’s absolutely no way that this is what they now say it is.

Well then, I demand to know all of the evidence.
And I demand to see all of the evidence.
Because I’ve been complicit in a lie—
That this guy was somehow involved with all of these celebrities and powerful people.

I’ve been complicit in that.
Because you convinced me of it.
Not you—
But those in government.

Those now in power convinced me of that—
That it was true.
And it logically made sense.
And now you’re telling me to stop all the logic and just trust you?

I won’t.
I won’t trust you.
Because you were part of the people that told me to trust you last time.
Because you knew. You knew.

Now, I willingly went with you.
But I’m not gonna be Jake Tapper—
Who—I’m just gonna observe this, be part of it—
And then when it’s proven to be wrong, apparently you just go, “Oh.”

And then you listen to the same people who convinced you of it the last time.
How many times have we said, “How can you—how can—
These people have lied to you.
How can you keep going back to these people and say, ‘Okay, what else do you have for me?’”

No.
You lied to me.
Or at least you made an honest mistake in your assessment.
But I need to hear that from you.

I mean, am I the only one who—
I mean, I’ve said this over and over again.
I would be so pissed if I were a journalist and I had all of these sources telling me,
“Oh no, Joe Biden’s fine.” “No, but he doesn’t look fine.”

“No, ignore your eyes. Ignore what you think you know. I’m there. I see it all the time.”
I’ve always said, “How can you possibly not be pissed at those people?”
Well, that’s where I’m at.
That’s where I’m at.

And I am not even assigning the fact that—
Or the idea that they lied.
I think if it is true that nothing happened,
Then this is a cavalcade of errors in judgment.

And I want to track it all down so we don’t do it again.
Every time you look away,
Every time you shrug off a lie too big or too dark to face—
We teach ourselves to live with less.

Less truth.
Less justice.
Less moral clarity.
And over the last 25 years—

I mean, the hell—
My whole life.
I’ve been doing this now for 48 years.
Forty-eight years.

Weapons of mass destruction.
“No.”
Nixon: “I’m not a crook.”
“There’s nothing to see with the Iran-Contra.”

Monica Lewinsky.
All of this stuff.
The Russian disinformation.
“Biden’s totally in command.”

I’ve had enough.
We’ve played along long enough.
And it’s not because we’re stupid—
Not because we’re cowards—

But because somewhere along the line,
We stopped demanding the proof
And we started accepting other people’s words of comfort in place.
We stitched together stories that made more sense than the headlines.

We created heroes and villains—
Narratives to fill the void left by the media that stopped asking hard questions.
Our side did it. Their side did it.
And soon we find ourselves not even looking for truth.

No.
No, I want proof.
This is Glenn Beck.
This is not a republic.

This has become a religion.
And that’s gotta stop.