Where The Hell Is Alex Acosta?

They ignored the victims. Protected the enablers. And handed the narrative to partisan hacks. This isn’t justice; it’s cover-up cosplay from a Congress that thinks you’re an idiot.

Guest article by Michael Cohen. For more articles from Michael, follow him now on Substack here.

Let me ask each and every one of you something: how dumb do these people think we are? No, seriously. How stupid does the House Oversight Committee think the American public has become? Because what they’re pulling right now isn’t just shameless; it’s insulting.

This week, in what they pitched as a bold move toward transparency and justice in the Jeffrey Epstein crimes case, Oversight Chairman James Comer and his Republican colleagues announced they’d be issuing subpoenas. Finally, right? A chance to lift the veil on one of, if not the darkest, most protected criminal operations in modern history. A glimmer of accountability for the rich and powerful who enabled, ignored, or participated in Epstein’s abuse.

But then they dropped the list.

Bill Clinton. Hillary Clinton. James Comey. Loretta Lynch. Robert Mueller. Merrick Garland. Eric Holder. Bill Barr. Jeff Sessions. Alberto Gonzales.

Now, some of these people may have useful information. And fine; if you want to haul them in, go for it. I don’t give a shit. But if you’re even pretending to care about justice, there’s one name that should’ve been at the very top of that list. One man who had the power, the opportunity, and the moral obligation to stop Epstein in his tracks nearly two decades ago—and chose instead to let him walk.

That man is Alex Acosta. And shocker: he’s nowhere to be found.

Acosta is the architect of Epstein’s infamous 2008 non-prosecution agreement. He was the U.S. Attorney in South Florida who, behind closed doors and without informing the victims, brokered a deal that allowed Epstein to serve just 13 months in county jail—with work release. The guy was literally allowed to leave prison six days a week and return to his mansion like it was a timeshare. Meanwhile, all of his alleged co-conspirators were granted immunity. That’s not a plea deal; that’s a cover-up.

And now, as the Republican-led Oversight Committee pretends to chase truth and justice, they conveniently leave out the one man who actually knows how Epstein got away with it.

That omission isn’t accidental. It’s the whole game.

Because let’s be real: this isn’t about justice. It’s not about the victims. It’s not about transparency. It’s about optics. About clickbait. About keeping the culture war fire burning long enough to survive another news cycle. Comer and his GOP colleagues don’t want answers; they want soundbites. They want to make you believe that going after the Clintons and Comey is the same as going after Epstein’s enablers. It’s not. It’s lazy. It’s dishonest. And it’s cruel.

And while they keep recycling names that play well with their base, they ignore the people who could actually testify to how Epstein was protected—by prosecutors, by federal agents, and yes, by political figures in both parties. They ignore the victims who still want to be heard. Who deserve to be heard. They ignore the grand jury evidence that remains sealed. They ignore the real questions, because the real answers are too dangerous. And because the White House clearly doesn’t want it released.

Acosta, meanwhile, is sitting comfortably on the board of Newsmax—one of the very propaganda machines that props up this charade. He’s been cleared of wrongdoing by internal reviews. He’s defended the plea deal as a “strategy.” And the House GOP? They won’t even make him testify. Because once Acosta starts talking, the whole damn thing starts to unravel.

The Epstein case isn’t just a criminal story. It’s a mirror. It shows us exactly how far this country will go to protect wealth, power, and reputation—even at the cost of justice for abused children. And now, the very same people who helped bury the truth want credit for digging it back up, while carefully avoiding any shovels that might actually uncover something real.

This is performative corruption. It’s accountability theater. It’s the political equivalent of someone lighting your house on fire, then showing up with a garden hose and asking for a medal.

So yeah: Congress thinks you’re stupid.

They think you’ll see a list of big names and feel satisfied. They think you won’t notice the names that are missing. They think you’re too distracted, too divided, too burned out to care about who really protected Epstein—and why.

But here’s the thing… we do care. We see it. And we remember.

If this investigation had any integrity, it would start with Acosta. It would include the victims who want to speak. It would demand transparency from every agency that touched this case. But it won’t. Because truth isn’t the goal. The goal is control—of the narrative, of the headlines, and of your outrage.

And they’re hoping you’re too stupid to know the difference.

But you’re not. Keep watching. Keep asking questions. Because sooner or later, the whole house of cards is going to come down. And when it does, it won’t be because Congress did the right thing. It’ll be because the American people refused to let this story disappear.

We are smarter than they think.

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