In a stunning twist that has Washington reeling, House Oversight Chair James Comer has ordered Bill and Hillary Clinton to sit for high-stakes depositions over their shadowy ties to Jeffrey Epstein — a move their lawyers quietly tried to water down to a few sanitized pages of written answers, even as photos, flights and a wedding guest list hint at something far more unsettling…

When the cameras finally switch on and the court reporter begins to type, the long-orchestrated distance between the Clintons and Epstein’s world will shrink to the length of a conference table. Every photo on a tarmac, every name on a manifest, every seemingly casual social encounter will be reexamined under oath, frame by frame, as lawyers press for specifics that can no longer be brushed aside as “old news” or partisan rumor. The Clintons’ team will work to narrow the scope, object to phrasing, and wall off anything that looks like a new headline, but the very existence of the depositions guarantees fresh oxygen for questions they hoped had faded.

What emerges may not be a cinematic confession or a single, devastating revelation. Instead, it’s likely to be a granular, uncomfortable record: dates, recollections, denials, and the occasional detail that doesn’t perfectly align with past statements. For allies, that will be spun as the inevitable fuzziness of memory; for opponents, as proof of a deeper pattern. Either way, the transcripts will outlive the news cycle, joining the permanent archive of how American power intersected with Epstein’s orbit. And in that cold, searchable record, Washington may finally be forced to confront not just what was known, but what so many were willing not to ask.