Trump Spirals: Epstein Files, Nuclear Panic, GOP Revolt?

Something felt different the last forty eight hours. You can sense it when Trump is unraveling, but this time the energy around him is sharper, louder, and more chaotic than anything I have seen in a long while. It is like watching a storm forming in real time.

The push to release the Epstein files lit the fuse. I have never seen Trump react this fast or this aggressively to something he keeps insisting is nothing. His behavior tells a very different story and the tension around it is impossible to ignore.

There is a pressure building around him that feels new. Conversations are happening. People are choosing their words carefully. And you can feel the weight of something closing in even if no one will say it out loud yet. 

In this episode I walk you through the tone and the temperature of that shift.

Right in the middle of all of this Trump suddenly turns his attention to nuclear weapons. Not policy talk. Not strategy talk. Something stranger. 

Something that made me stop in my tracks and ask what exactly is going on behind the scenes. You will hear the moment it happened.

His comments, his confusion, his urgency, the way he mixes up government departments and demands the impossible, it all paints a picture of a man who is nowhere near grounded. It is not normal behavior from someone who claims everything is under control.

There is a mood around him right now that feels unsettled. You can hear it in the voices of the people trying to explain what he said. You can hear it in the hesitation. You can hear it in the way everyone around him chooses their phrasing like they are stepping around glass.

In this episode I take you inside that atmosphere. The spike in panic. The strange nuclear talk. The rising tension surrounding the Epstein documents. The feeling that something much bigger is happening just under the surface.

This is not a week of normal headlines. This is something else entirely.

If you want to understand the tone of the last two days and why so many people are suddenly uneasy, this is the episode to hear.

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Chapters

• 0:00 Cold Open And Setup
• 0:56 Trump Calls Epstein Probe A Hoax
• 3:16 GOP Revolt And The Discharge Petition
• 7:32 Why The Files Matter Beyond Partisanship
• 12:48 Trump’s Push For Nuclear Testing
• 17:31 Misunderstanding Agencies And Expert Pushback

Transcript

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This is a world on man. This is a world gone man.

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This is a world gun mad. I'm Jeff Allen Wolf. Welcome to the Friday edition. This is the part of the week where later on my podcast I share with you the stories that make you pause mid-coffee and say, You're making that up, Jeff. I swear on a gold Trump Bible, I'm not. He gets crazier and crazier with these off-beat odd stories. The segment later on is called News from the Edge of Sanity. I try to put a smile on your face before you head into your weekend. But before I get to that segment, let's talk about the real news stories from the last 48 hours, which sometimes rival the bizarre ones. Okay, here we go. I begin with this level of absurdity from Donald the delusional one, who has now decided that the Jeffrey Epstein case, the same one he once pretended he barely ever heard of, has suddenly become the new democratic hoax of the week. Yes, apparently Epstein now joins the long list of hoaxes that includes Russia, impeachment, indictments, hurricanes, polls, the Constitution, and gravity itself. Donald typed up another tantrum on Truth Social, telling the world that he is now ordering Attorney General Pam Bondy to investigate Epstein's ties to Bill Clinton, Larry Summers, Reed Hoffman, J.P. Morgan Chase, and apparently everyone except the guy who once said, and I quote, I knew him like everybody in Palm Beach knew him. He was a terrific guy. That guy. That same guy. Donald J. Trump. Now the panic is real. You could smell it. It's like a late night Big Mac sweats panic. Because what we're watching is the meltdown of Donald, who is 79 years old, going on 80, suddenly realizing that releasing everything in the Epstein files might actually show things he doesn't want anyone to see. And now Trump's flailing his arms around like a wounded seagull, shrieking that Democrats are using the Epstein hoax to distract from the shutdown that the Democrats caused, according to Donald, and every other horrible thing Trump imagines in his head right before his bedtime. And this is where it gets good. Donald says Democrats are trying to deflect from their failures. Meanwhile, Donald's the one calling emergency meetings in the situation room because Republicans, his own party, refuse to kill the discharge petition that forces the vote to release the Epstein files. Think about that. Your party is controlled by you until the moment transparency arrives. Then suddenly they remember that they are supposed to act like grown adults in a democracy. Trump tried to convince Republicans to block the release of the files. They ignored him. Donald begged. They ignored him harder. The petition hit the magic number with Grijalva signing it. And now the vote isn't just coming. It is smashing through the door like a battering ram. And Speaker Mike Johnson isn't preparing to schedule anything. He has to move to an early vote because he has no choice at all. He's boxed in. He's pinned to the wall. Hundreds of his own GOP members are jumping ship and saying, screw it, release the files. This isn't defection. This is a stampede. This is Republicans trampling past Donald while he clings to the doorway screaming for mommy. A lot of Republicans don't give a damn. They want the vote now. They want the files out. And they are tired of babysitting the world's oldest toddler with a smartphone. Now, this is not a Democratic conspiracy. This is a Trump panic attack. And in Trump's panic, he calls his own Republicans soft and foolish. You know how bad you have to screw up to insult the only people still defending you? While they're trying to clean up the mess you're creating every five minutes. This is the political version of trashing your own living room and then complaining that everyone around you looks annoyed. A lot of Republicans are done. They're fed up. And they're watching Trump unravel in real time. Donald is blasting the blasting the release of the files as another Russia, Russia, Russia scam, which is hilarious because the only thing that connects all these Donald scandals together is the exact same response pattern. Deny everything, attack everyone, cry hoax, point a Democrats, pretend nothing ever connects to him. And then melt down when the walls close in. And those walls are closing in because here's the truth these files are not about Democrats or Republicans. They're about a monstrous criminal network that preyed on underage girls for decades while powerful men look the other way. And every decent American should want the full truth out there. Period, end of sentence. But Donald can't handle that. He is now screaming from his digital high chair that he will personally deploy Pam Bondi and the Department of Justice and the FBI because he wants to investigate everyone but himself. Everyone but Donald, who once said Epstein was a terrific guy. Everyone except Donald, whose name appears in the social circles of Palm Beach, right along Epstein for years. This is not strength, this is fear. We are watching a man blame everyone on earth for a scandal he keeps circling back to like a moth to a blowtorch. And the more Trump screams hoax, the more obvious it becomes that he does not want this vote to happen. Which means the vote absolutely needs to happen. Because if Donald the delusional one is this terrified of the truth, then the truth must be really something. I'm going to say this as clearly as I can because at some point we all have to stop pretending something is very wrong inside Donald Trump's head. I don't say that lightly. Something is not firing right. A screw is loose, a gear is stripped, a bulb is flickering, pick your metaphor. Donald Trump is not tethered to reality. And this coming story that I'm going to say to you right now proves it beyond any reasonable doubt. Donald already talked about doing this just a week or two ago. He floated it, he teased it, he pushed it, and now he's circling back around again like this is some brilliant idea the world did not hear the first time. The story? Donald, the delusional one, has now instructed the government to prepare for explosive nuclear testing again. Real nuclear blasts, actual bombs, not simulations, not computer modeling. Actual explosive testing in the year we are living in. He keeps circling back to it. He keeps repeating it. He keeps pushing it like a man obsessed with detonating something. This is not the 1950s. This is not Los Alamos and black and white footage. This is a 79-year-old man on social media yelling at the sky because Russia is openly bragging about a nuclear-powered underwater torpedo that Putin says carries a warhead stronger than anything in their arsenal. China just fired an intercontinental missile not too long ago with a dummy warhead into the Pacific while showing off their full nuclear triad. So Donald is now panicking that he does not want the United States to be the only country not testing. And here's the part that shows you how mentally detached Trump is. He does not even know who is responsible for nuclear weapons. He told the Department of Defense to start testing. But the Department of Defense does not test nuclear weapons. The National Nuclear Security Administration does. And that falls under the Department of Energy, not defense, not the Pentagon, not the renamed Department of War. Trump is shouting orders at the wrong agency, like someone yelling at a mailbox to make them a pizza. Now the Department of Energy has to have a meeting, a real meeting, with real scientists, with people who actually understand nuclear physics. They have to walk into the White House like exhausted parents, approaching a toddler with scissors, and say, no, Donald, we cannot blow up nuclear weapons because you saw something online. No, Donald, we cannot ignite underground test sites. No, Donald, we cannot restart a nuclear arms race because your brain went on a field trip without you. Energy Secretary Chris Wright, NNSA Administrator Brandon Williams, national laboratory officials, throw in nuclear physicists, real experts with real degrees. They all have to huddle together and prepare to tell the President of the United States that detonating nuclear weapons is not tenable, not smart, not safe, not sane. This is where we are. Grown adults bending over backwards trying to stop a man with a loose screw from playing with atomic matches. And listen to this. The White House, instead of cooling Donald off, is amplifying him. They are calling it now the Department of War. Not the Department of Defense, the Department of War. They are repeating his fantasy like it is a legitimate policy. They are saying nothing has been eliminated. Everything is on the table. All decision making lies with the president. Translation: if Donald wakes up tomorrow and says, let us fire one into the desert just to see if it still works, they are saying the only thing stopping Trump is people physically grabbing his arm. This is not strategy. This is not national security. This is not a strong leader responding to global threats. This is a man mentally drifting away from reality. This is a man who thinks nuclear explosions are a flex. This is a man confusing government departments like a bingo spinner spitting out random words. This is a man who wants to restart nuclear testing because of something he misread on social media. And the most disturbing part of this, when his own nuclear experts tell him no, Donald Trump will call it a hoax. He will say these people are soft. He will say they do not understand his genius, the stable genius. Because Trump genuinely believes his impulses are smarter than people who build nuclear warheads for a living. That is not confidence. That is not toughness. That is mental detachment from basic reality. When the people who design bombs have to stop the president from blowing them up, that is not policy. That is a warning sign, a bright, flashing one. The screws are loose, the gears are slipping, and the rest of the world is watching the United States hold its breath because one man Donald is mentally wandering into places no stable leader would ever go. And if Trump is this reckless with imaginary nuclear testing ideas, imagine what he would do if no one stopped him. Because this is not politics anymore. This is a grown-ass man playing nuclear roulette with an empty elevator shaft inside his skull and pretending it is genius. And the fact that Donald is proud of that thought tells you everything you need to know about how far off the deep end Donald has drifted. Speaking of crazy, let me take you now to news from the edge of sanity. The weird, offbeaten, unusual stories that make you laugh sometimes make you wonder why. Today I have only one story for you, so I apologize that there were not more, but I thought I'd share this with you for your weekend. So let me take you to County Clare, Ireland. A peaceful place, quiet, green, sheep, maybe you can drink a little Guinness. Not exactly known for jungle predators. But earlier this month the police in County Clare started getting calls. Serious calls, not prank calls. People reporting a creature in the woods. A very large creature. A creature with a golden mane, broad shoulders, and a slow, deliberate walk. The first caller said it looked like a lion. The second caller also said lion. The third caller said they saw it crouch behind a bush and they were sure the lion was stalking something. Now pictured being the officer taking these calls. Ireland does not have lions. There's no lion of County Clare program. There's no traveling safari that loses animals along the highway. Yet here you are being told there is a fully grown lion roaming your backyard like it is auditioning for a nature documentary. So the police show up, they arrive fast, they bring backup. People are filming, people are posting. Neighbors are peeking through the blinds like they are watching the season finality of Planet Earth. Officers move slowly into the trees, they hear rustling, they see a huge shape, they see the mane. There are adrenaline spikes. Someone whispers, there it is. Everything comes to a halt. The officers freeze. The cameras zoom in. The world is holding its breath. Then the creature turns its head. And the first officer says the most Irish sentence ever spoken in a crisis. Oh, for the love of God, that is not a lion. That is a dog. A giant Newfoundland dog named Moose. With a haircut. A haircut so dramatic, so theatrical, that it made this dog, a big dog, look like it was halfway through filming a live-action Lion King remake. No one asked for. The owner had trimmed the body short, left the mane enormous, left the tail tuffed fluffy, and accidentally created the single most convincing dog-to-lion optical illusion in Irish history. People were terrified of a dog. The police almost launched a wildlife operation over a dog. The entire internet was debating the existence of Irish lions over a dog. And Moose the Dog had absolutely no idea. He's just walking through the woods, living his best lion life. This is what I mean when I say the planet is now officially in improv mode. Where a simple haircut can trigger a safari-level panic. Where an entire town can mistake a Newfoundland dog for a national emergency, where reality is one bad grooming decision away from complete chaos. County Clare thought they had a lion. They actually had moose. And moose had the hairdo of a creature that could overthrow a small village. That's your news from the Edge of Sanity, where even the dogs are method acting. Hope you enjoyed this episode. I would like to remind all the Wolfpack listeners that I'm doing live shows on TikTok. Tuesdays and Thursday evenings at 9.15 p.m. I know some of you on the East Coast will not be able to listen. I also live stream on TikTok Sunday morning, 9.30 a.m. All of those are Arizona times, and we are mountain time right now. They're live shows, 40 minutes long, highly energetic, a lot of people in the room, several thousand people coming into the room. I hope you, Wolfpack listeners, will join me. I want to thank Terry, one of our listeners, for stopping by and being part of it. 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If you could open the app and type my name in search, you could find my live stream on TikTok. Hope to see you there. This is a World Gone Mad. I'm Jeff Allen Wolf. I will be back Monday. Until then, Wolfpack listeners, remain skeptical. Keep focused, but most of all, stay hopeful.

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