James Goldsmith, Jeffrey Epstein and the Warning Nobody Followed Up On (Part 3)

"Couturier met Epstein through Isabelle Goldsmith, the titan's oldest daughter.

Jet-setting Isabelle became friendly, but not romantically involved, with Epstein, he said, and Isabelle and Epstein both socialized in New York City's nightlife scene.

Epstein kept Isabelle's phone contacts at several addresses in his little black book that was later seized by the FBI as evidence.

Couturier had grown close to James Goldsmith and his long-term girlfriend, who hired him in 1981 to renovate a mansion on East 80th Street.

Goldsmith cut famous takeover deals around the dining room table, and his catered parties attracted the cream of Manhattan society," the exact kind of place that Jeffrey Epstein wanted to be.

If there was some kind of upper crust party, upper crust environment, this dude was trying to weasel his way in.

Now, before Maxwell showed up, it was a little bit more difficult, right? Nobody wants the Coney Island math teacher to come to their upper crust party.

Well, that all changes when Epstein starts weaseling his way in to rooms he shouldn't be in, you know, with Les Wexner, Leon Black, et cetera.

"Isabelle told Couturier that Epstein wanted to discuss hiring him for another renovation at a huge Upper East Side brownstone purchased by Wexner, he said.

Epstein later moved into the restored mansion at 9 East 71st Street, about a half mile from Goldsmith's, and decorated its dark wooded interior with his private art collection and gaudy fabrics.

It became the center of his sexual misconduct, an address where the FBI in 2019 carried out boxes of photographs of alleged victims, massage tables, and sex toys." And we all know that ended up with Glenn Maxwell going to prison.

And those massage tables, they loom large over that whole entire trial.

And those massage tables were exactly what the accusers said they were.

And when we got to the point where evidence was being shown in open court, Maxwell couldn't even dispute it.

"Wexner also owned a dilapidated historic town home next door at 11 East 71st Street that needed total renovation.

The house was eventually bought through a trust by Trump's commerce secretary, Howard Lutnick, who has said he hardly knew Epstein, his next-door neighbor." That is some of the most bullshit nonsense I've ever heard.

"Oh, I hardly knew him, next-door neighbor, you know.

Had no idea what was going on." You don't have any surveillance cameras of your own, and you saw nothing, heard nothing, nothing ever happened, nothing worth reporting.

Is that what you're telling us? Well, wouldn't you know it, I don't believe what Howard Lutnick says.

And why don't I believe him? Well, because he's lied about everything that has to do with Epstein from the very beginning.

"Under questioning by house investigators, Lutnick acknowledged visiting Epstein for lunch at the predator's Caribbean island, Little Saint James.

Couturier was approached and interviewed by the FBI in 2010 after Epstein's first arrest.

A record of the interview, which is included in the Epstein files, indicates that Epstein had approached Couturier for a high-paying project on Little Saint James Island, where he was asked to provide decor, furniture appropriate for teenage girls with pink furnishings and bunk beds." Why would he need that? Now, somebody answer that question.

Why would Jeffrey Epstein, a man with no kids, no nieces or nephews that we know about, why does he need pink bunk beds? And why do they specifically have to be pink? I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that he was abusing underage girls, right? Not Jeffrey Epstein.

Don't you know that what he was up to is a hoax? "Couturier told The Guardian that he remembered Sir Jimmy's earlier warning.