The Epstein Cataclysm

By Sheryl Collmer
Crisis Magazine

February 18, 2026

Something big is happening, an earthquake. More than an earthquake, it’s an asteroid slamming to earth. And we might be the dinosaurs, depending on what we do about it.

The Epstein Files: a short name referring to a huge phenomenon, and it’s so much bigger than one player. The disclosures mandated by the Epstein Files Transparency Act expose a fraction of the global network of evil: satanism, child abduction and sacrifice, and even more monstrous acts committed by very powerful people at the heads of nations and industries. It’s everywhere; it’s practically in the air we breathe.

There are still people who have no idea. Let’s go back. Do you remember in a 2020 Town Hall, when NBC moderator Savannah Guthrie (yes, that Savannah Guthrie) needled President Trump to deny the notion that the world was being directed by a pedophilic Luciferian cult which he was meant to defeat? That was part of the “QAnon” phenomenon, which we had all been trained to take as seriously as heffalumps or Cornish pixies.

After the latest Epstein document dump of 3.5 million pages on January 30, everything is back on the table. ESV Study Bible ESV Bibles Check Amazon for Pricing.

Even progressive Bill Maher, who had piled on with the rest of the media to ridicule the idea, has now said, “Where do I go to apologize?” The Epstein files have put the worldwide satanic child-sacrificing cult of death in public view, though it is yet to be seen what the public will do with it.

The normalcy bias is so strong in us—that tendency to underestimate the possibility of disaster and believe that life will continue normally, even in the face of significant evidence to the contrary. We think that because it disturbs our peace, or because it’s never been known before, it can’t possibly be true. Normalcy bias is what smirked in 2020 and said, “Yeah, right, the whole world will be shut down by fear of a virus.” We should have learned our lesson by now: to pause before we scoff.

The Epstein files, or rather, what they unveil, tax the credulity of decent folk. While we were building careers, tending our families, worshipping God, and paying our bills, the people far above us, to whom we granted power, were gleefully flinging themselves over a cliff into a holocaust of pure evil, like a Brueghel painting of Hell.

The satanic pedophile cult has been hiding in plain sight for a long time, throwing off signals to an oblivious public. We knew about Epstein’s sinister temple; and we heard rumors about underground tunnels and strange gatherings in California groves, Marina Abramović and her spirit cooking performances, superlobbyist Tony Podesta’s disturbing collection of art featuring underdressed children in violent situations, and fashion house Balenciaga advertising sexual bondage apparatuses on children—for which they later apologized after one of the few public outcries over such horrors. (But note that Meghan Markle, the Duchess of Something-or-other and mother of two, made a special trip to Balenciaga during last year’s Paris Fashion Week, as though the brand was hunky-dory and squeaky clean.)

As former members have testified, satanists tell the world what they are doing, usually with symbols, so that when the evil is manifested, the victim is complicit in the crime. Not only is the satanist free of “karma,” but more importantly, the victim is degraded and their minds are twisted. A satanist is saying, “We showed you that Balenciaga was pedophilic, yet you bought their clothes anyway and gave them your money.” You can almost hear Screwtape chuckling.

All the “conspiracy theories” that had to do with satanic ritual, child sacrifice and abuse, and cannibalism that were laughed off without a second thought, now have to be re-examined in the light of the Epstein revelations. With every day that goes by, more innocents are lost: abducted—or even bred—to be used in evil ways, some losing their lives outright, some after torture, slavery, or organ harvesting. I don’t want to look at it either, but my personal virtues are not so great that they will outweigh the sin of looking away. Are yours?

I really thought the movie Sound of Freedom would wake up the world. That was naïve of me. The movie depicted kidnapped children transported overseas in shipping containers, into the abyss of sex trafficking. That is a real thing. But when some dockworkers reported screams coming from inside shipping containers on a regular basis, they were “fact-checked” and ignored. Pity the workers who hear human screams but have no way of finding or rescuing the captives. God help them all.

I know the human instinct is to say it’s too outlandish to believe and dismiss it, but please don’t.

This is our God-given moment. This is when we stand up and say: no, this shall not pass. This is when we deploy all our assets to find the children. This is when we expose the evildoers and deny them any place in our society, no matter the cost. ESV Church Bible (Hard... ESV Bibles Check Amazon for Pricing.

We have cried and cried, “Lord, help us!” Now He answers. He’s giving us the right people, the right information, the right tools to defeat this evil. Woe to us if we turn back to our sports and Netflix and TikTok and comfortable lifestyles. This is our Admiral Farragut moment, when we cry, “Damn the torpedoes! Full steam ahead!”

There will be a cost. This phenomenon is so widespread, so entrenched, that whole industries, perhaps even whole sectors of the economy could be shifted. At the very least, we’ll pay in mental peace, for a time. On days that I have dipped a toe into the Epstein material, I wake at night, feeling adrift with sharks circling. The only thing that helps is refuge in our pure, immaculate Mother, the antithesis of all things Epstein.

If you have read any of the material and didn’t have that strong a reaction, you didn’t read far enough.

I can sympathize with people whose life experience and emotional makeup haven’t given them the capacity to fathom this level of evil. In my own life, I have had some close experience with evil, sorrowfully. I was notably naïve as a young woman, and it can be taken as an operating rule that evil is attracted to naïveté and innocence. It can’t help itself. I seemed to be a magnet, until I finally wised up and gained a gut-level apprehension of evil. I wish I didn’t have to have it, but God allows things for a reason.

After so many years of knowing what evil gets away with, I welcome the prospect of open battle. Is it what Jesus meant when He said, “I came to cast fire on the earth, and how I wish it were already kindled”? I long for the flame to burn, to rise up like a Stygian bonfire from the tallest skyscrapers in all the cities of the world. I hunger for justice. God will sort out what to do with the perpetrators. If this world is to reclaim the goodness with which it was created, the evil has to be restrained.

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