Alan Dershowitz Says He’ll Gladly Testify On Jeffrey Epstein
Harvard Law School professor emeritus Alan Dershowitz, who has faced accusations related to his former client Jeffrey Epstein, strongly stated on Newsmax on Friday that he would like the House Oversight Committee to call him in to testify publicly. He also demanded that the names of those accusing him and others be made public.
“I’m delighted that there are public hearings,” Dershowitz told “Bianca Across the Nation.” “I invite them to call me. I’m happy to testify.”
Former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton and her husband, former President Bill Clinton, have agreed to testify before the committee. Hillary Clinton has called for the hearings to be conducted in public.
Alan Dershowitz noted that the former president is listed in connection with Jeffrey Epstein, but the names of Clinton’s accusers have been redacted.
“Clinton’s name is on the list,” Dershowitz argued. “It says Bill Clinton, not a victim in Epstein’s case, claimed she was invited to an orgy with Clinton but did not attend.”
“You know, again, let’s have a public hearing, but let’s name these accusers,” he added. “These accusers have no right to accuse and then hide behind anonymity.”
Dershowitz stated that in his own case, “it says not a minor,” so that factor should not be considered when deciding whether to release the identities of the accusers.
“What right does an adult woman have to level an accusation of false, totally false accusation against me and hide behind redaction and anonymity?”
Alan Dershowitz was part of Jeffrey Epstein’s legal team in 2007, during which they negotiated a non-prosecution agreement in Florida. He later continued to represent Epstein as civil suits against him expanded.
Dershowitz was no longer serving as Epstein’s legal counsel in July 2019, when Epstein was facing charges of sex trafficking involving minors.
One month later, Epstein died in a New York correctional facility, and his death was ruled a suicide.
In an interview with Newsmax, Dershowitz stated that it is “McCarthyism” and “unconstitutional” not to release the names of the accusers.
“I’m delighted that we’re going to see public hearings,” he said. “Let them call me to the public hearings. I’ll tell them the truth about what happened.”
Dershowitz added that he won’t claim any privileges.
“I won’t claim any inability to remember,” he said. “I remember everything, and I know a great deal about it. But they won’t call me because they’re not interested in the truth. They’re interested only in gossip.”
However, the ongoing controversy about Epstein “is really not about Jeffrey Epstein anymore,” said Dershowitz.
“This is about the worst form of McCarthyism that has afflicted America since the 1950s,” he said.
Dershowitz continued that the Justice Department has released a list of “prominent names,” but “every single name of every accuser has been blacked out.”
“So, for example, let’s turn to me,” Dershowitz said. “It says blank, blank, blank, blacked out. Stated she gave him a massage on Epstein’s plane. Parenthesis. Not a minor.”
“I was never on Epstein’s plane with a young woman,” he insisted.
“So let’s understand that this is an adult, a woman who was on Epstein’s plane, she says,” said Dershowitz. “I was never on Epstein’s plane with a young woman. I never got a massage. This is total defamation, a total lie.”
But he added that he can’t disprove the claim “because they won’t give me her name.”
Dershowitz also responded to allegations suggesting that Epstein had connections with Israel’s Mossad.
“It’s an absurd theory. He was not a Mossad agent,” said Dershowitz.
Dershowitz also insisted that Epstein “was not suicidal.”
“The lawyers told me that he was told he had a good chance of getting out on bail Monday or Tuesday, following the weekend when he allegedly killed himself, so there’s a good argument that he didn’t kill himself,” said Dershowitz. “But then you have to ask yourself, who killed him?”
1 After a weekend with her stepfather, the little girl wept in agony
After a weekend with her stepfather, the little girl wept in agony — and the moment the doctor looked at the ultrasound, they picked up the phone and called the police.
After a weekend with her stepfather, the little girl wept in agony — and the moment the doctor looked at the ultrasound, they picked up the phone and called the police.
The fluorescent lights in Dr. Hannah Miller’s clinic flickered slightly as a frail seven-year-old girl named Emily Carter sat trembling on the examination table. Her mother, Laura, stood nearby, clutching her purse with shaking hands. Emily hadn’t stopped crying since Sunday night — since she returned from her weekend with her stepfather, Mark Benson.
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Dr. Miller had seen bruises before. She’d seen fear before. But what made her skin crawl that morning was the way Emily flinched at every sound — every shadow. “Can you tell me where it hurts, sweetheart?” Hannah asked softly. Emily only whispered, “Inside.”
A few minutes later, the ultrasound probe glided over the child’s small abdomen. The screen lit up in shades of gray — organs, tissue, movement. But then, something stopped Hannah cold. There was internal trauma — serious, deliberate, and impossible to mistake. She froze, the air in the room thick as concrete. Her professional calm wavered just long enough for Laura to notice.
“What is it?” Laura asked, panic seeping into her voice.
Dr. Miller didn’t answer immediately. She turned to her nurse and, in a voice steady but urgent, said, “Call the police. Right now.”
Laura’s face went pale. Emily began to sob harder, clutching the doctor’s sleeve.
That moment shattered every illusion Laura had tried to maintain. For months, she had dismissed Emily’s withdrawn behavior as shyness — her reluctance to go to Mark’s house as childish stubbornness. But now, watching the doctor’s expression, she knew.
By the time the police arrived, Hannah had printed the ultrasound images, signed her medical report, and comforted the girl with quiet, measured words. “You’re safe now, Emily,” she whispered. But she also knew that safety was a fragile promise — one that would have to be fought for in courtrooms and therapy rooms in the months ahead.
Outside, sirens wailed faintly in the distance, growing louder. Inside, a mother wept for the innocence her child had lost — and for the guilt she would never escape.
The nightmare had only just begun.
Detective Alan Rodriguez had seen countless cases of child abuse, but something about Emily’s file made his jaw tighten. The ultrasound images, the bruising patterns, the forensic notes — everything pointed to one horrifying conclusion. This wasn’t neglect. It was systematic violation.
He and his partner, Detective Maria Nguyen, drove to the suburban home of Mark Benson that evening. The house was spotless, the lawn freshly mowed — a picture of normalcy that only deepened Alan’s unease. Mark opened the door with feigned confusion. “Officers? Is something wrong?”
Maria’s tone was clipped. “We need to ask you a few questions about your stepdaughter, Emily Carter.”
Mark’s eyes darted — just for a second. But to trained detectives, that second was everything.
Inside, the conversation turned tense. Mark denied everything, claimed Emily “made up stories,” insisted Laura was “poisoning her mind.” But Alan had already seen too many similar scripts. He asked permission to search the house. When Mark refused, they obtained a warrant. Within hours, the truth began to surface — blood traces, a hidden memory card, and items that would later serve as damning evidence in court.
Meanwhile, Emily stayed at the hospital under protective care. A child psychologist sat with her daily, gently guiding her to speak. One afternoon, Emily whispered the words that broke every heart in the room: “He said if I told anyone, Mom would go away forever.”
That sentence became the turning point. It wasn’t just about justice now — it was about dismantling the fear that had silenced Emily for so long.
When the case went to trial, Dr. Miller testified with calm precision. The forensic experts confirmed her findings. Laura sat behind her daughter every day, hands clasped tight, praying.
Mark Benson’s mask of control cracked on the third day of testimony. When confronted with the recovered evidence, his silence spoke volumes. The verdict came swiftly: guilty on all counts.
As the gavel struck, Laura exhaled for the first time in months. Emily looked up at her mother with eyes still shadowed but no longer empty. Justice couldn’t erase what had happened — but it could begin to heal.
Months later, spring sunlight filtered through the hospital’s rehabilitation wing as Emily traced pictures in her coloring book. Her therapist, Dr. Sarah Lane, sat beside her, encouraging each small step toward recovery.
Emily still had nightmares — flashes of that dark past. But she was learning to draw again, to smile again. Her laughter was fragile, but real.
Laura attended every therapy session. She had moved to a new apartment, changed jobs, and joined a support group for parents of abused children. The guilt didn’t disappear, but it transformed — into fierce determination. She volunteered at a local child protection nonprofit, helping other parents recognize the signs she once ignored.
Dr. Miller visited occasionally. She never forgot that morning, nor the ultrasound that changed everything. “You’re doing amazing, sweetheart,” she told Emily during one visit. “You’re the bravest girl I know.”
Emily beamed — a small, genuine smile that carried more weight than words.
In court, Mark Benson received a lengthy sentence. He would never again walk free. But for Emily, true justice came in quieter moments — in the arms of her mother, in the calm of her drawings, in the soft assurance that monsters could be defeated.
One afternoon, Laura and Emily planted a small cherry tree outside their new home. “This is our fresh start,” Laura said. Emily nodded, burying her tiny hands in the soil.
Years later, that tree would bloom — a living symbol of resilience, of innocence reclaimed.
Dr. Miller, Detective Rodriguez, and countless others who fought for Emily’s safety moved on to new cases, new lives — but they carried her story with them. Because in every hospital, every police station, every courtroom, another child’s voice was waiting to be heard.
And maybe that’s the real message here — that one act of courage, one doctor’s decision to speak up, can change everything.
If this story moved you, share it. Talk about it. Remind others that vigilance saves lives, and silence costs them. Somewhere, a child like Emily is still waiting for someone to notice. Be that someone.
