
Faith Kates has resigned from her position following the release of newly surfaced emails linking her more directly and more knowingly to Jeffrey Epstein, a longtime associate whose network has continued to unravel publicly. Kates, a powerful figure...
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What's up everyone and welcome to another episode of the Epstein Chronicles. In this article we're going to talk about Next Model Management co founder Faith Cates and how she's been forced to step back or retire now in the wake of the Epstein emails becoming available for public consumption. And now Faith Kate, who was very, very close to Jeffrey Epstein for a very long time, and now Faith Cates is dealing with that blowback. So what we're going to do first is read this article from the New York Post. It's relatively short, and then we'll follow that up with my opinion. But first things first, let's get to the article. This article was published by the New York Post and the headline Next Model Management Co Founder Faith Cates Retires after Jeffrey Epstein Emails Resurface. This article was authored by Carlos Greer. Next Model's co founder Faith Cates is the latest female powerhouse to take a hit amid the Jeffrey Epstein files. Wertol Cates, who co founded the modeling agency in 1989, quietly exited the company via a grammatically challenged email on November 24 after her friendly emails with the pedo resurfaced. In the email obtained by Page Six, Cates wrote, 36 years after starting next by accident, I've decided it's the right moment to step back and retire from a job I love. She attributed her decision to being a 30 year cancer survivor who now wants to step back in order to give back the foundation that I've been working with for the past years. Now at a critical point and now with the assistance of AI and the brilliant doctors we have been working with, we will be able to diagnose gynecological diseases sooner and save so many lives, she wrote. She concluded by telling next I'll be cheering you on from the sidelines. An industry source told Page Six that she was forced out and is now spinning it as if she retired. But it's no coincidence that it's happening while her name is being riddled through all of the currently released Epstein files, they said. Another baffled insider explained Kate's decision to characterize her departure as retirement was hers and and hers alone. A spokesperson for the modeling agency did not comment. Kate's resurfaced Epstein emails are from 2017, two years before the billionaire was arrested on federal sex trafficking charges that landed him awaiting trial in jail. He was found dead of an apparent suicide two months after the arrest. In one email, Epstein name drops Honeycomb hedge fund founder David Fizel and Trump while discussing Thanksgiving plans. Scroll further down the email chain and Kate's gushes about how she always wants to see Epstein and asks when he's back in nyc. We're told Epstein was seen around the next offices in the aughts, but he just seemed like some dude. No one knew him, the source said. Cates did not get back to us. Alright, so there's the story. Now. My opinion. In a move that is so overdue it it's practically fossilized, Faith Cates has finally stepped down from her perch of pretend innocence. The resignation letter should have been written in crayon years ago, but hey, better late than never, right? I mean, you could almost set your watch to the rhythm of Epstein and Ablers trying to outrun the consequences. TikTok. TikTok. Someone else with their fingerprints all over this horror show tries to slip out the back door like a drunk sneaking out of a motel at sunrise after a questionable night of being a dirty stayout. It's the same pathetic parade every time. First they say nothing, then they swear innocence, then I'm stepping down statement comes slithering out like a rat escaping a burning warehouse. Faith Kates spent years swanning around the industry like she was the queen of decency in class, when anyone with a functioning prefrontal cortex could smell the rot three blocks away. The people who defended her would say that she was misunderstood, pressed for time, too busy running an empire to notice her buddy Jeffrey trafficking children. All right, because that's the kind of detail you just miss, like forgetting your keys or leaving your headlights on overnight. The selective blindness routine has worn out its welcome. Like your drunk uncle at Thanksgiving who won't stop telling fart jokes. These are the same people who would swear on a stack of Bibles that the Titanic merely experienced some unexpected water intake. Clowns, the lot of them, spinning bullshit like a Tilt the World operator who lost the manual years ago. And now, after these newly unearthed emails have bludgeoned their way into the public arena like a drunken rhino on roller skates, the jig is up. The PR machine couldn't puff enough perfume over the corpse to hide that stench. Even the most creative spin artist working overtime with a thesaurus, a blowtorch and a barrel of Febreze couldn't salvage this wreckage. And these emails didn't just expose a crack in her armor, they blew a crater in her chest plate and scattered the shards across the floor. When the truth lands like an anvil dropped off a skyscraper, the cartoon characters get flattened and Faith is lying there like Wile E. Coyote holding a smoking bundle of dynamite, blinking in disbelief that it actually went off. Faith Cates didn't step down because of integrity. She stepped down because even she could see the tidal wave forming on the horizon with her name spray painted across it in six foot tall letters. This is what happens when the dam breaks and the sewage finally washes back over the people who built the pipeline. And now she's scrambling, pretending this was part of her planned transition. Like any of us believe that corporate fairytale. Nobody wakes up on a random Tuesday and decides they're done with power. And unless someone's kicking in the door with subpoenas and folks, like I always tell you, they try the same playbook. Deny, distract, deflect, demand, sympathy. You can set your clock to the predictability. But this time the universe said, sorry sweetheart, we're doing some accountability today. It's the same exhausted script the audience has seen a thousand times. They shuffle out like actors in a school play who never learn their lines, desperately hoping that if they cry hard enough, someone's gonna pat them on the back and tell them that they're still loved. Newsflash. Nobody's clapping, nobody's fooled, and nobody's offering your bitch ass tissues. You would think that after spending years in the Epstein orbit, she would have built some fireproofing into her exit plan. But here we are once again watching another self appointed titan of power sprint for the door like someone who just realized their debit card got declined in front of a full line at the grocery store. This is almost Shakespearean in its stupidity. Because look, these emails. They're devastating. Not because we didn't know, but because they ripped Away the last little shred of plausible deniability. And now suddenly she's resigned for personal reasons. Is that what we're calling. I don't want to get called out on the carpet now. The euphemisms they invent could fill a self help aisle. Transitioning to new opportunities. Stepping back to focus on family Translation. Running like a bat out of hell while shredding documents and calling lawyers at 2am Personal reasons my ass. The only personal reason here is self preservation wrapped in panic sweat. There's always this frantic rush to rewrite the past after the mask melts off. These people act shocked, stunned, horrified. Like they just discovered Epstein wasn't a misunderstood financier but but an industrial scale predator with a bunch of enablers who conveniently look the other way while cashing the checks. They clutch their pearls and they insist they had no idea. And the rest of us scream into the void asking how blind you have to be to miss a freight train covered in screaming red flags. Faith Kate's built a reputation on power, influence and connections. Oh baby, did she ever. Those connections are exactly what's strangling her now. Turns out those Epstein friendships don't age so well in the sunlight. Shocking. Absolutely shocking. Who could have ever predicted that? The shit is almost poetic. The very network that once made her untouchable is now dragging her face first through the mud with a chain around her ankle. And let's be real, this isn't a resignation. It's a pre negotiated strategic evacuation executed with the grace of a penguin falling down a staircase. She's trying to jump off the sinking ship before the barnacles start testifying. Can you imagine these crisis meetings? Sweaty ass boardroom faces, lawyers with dead ass eyes saying words like optics and containment strategy as the reality sets in that the house of cards is collapsing. And when the wave hits, and it will hit, it won't be a cute little splash. We're talking tsunami level destruction. Windows shattering, foundations collapsing. And every secret sealed under concrete suddenly floating to the surface like bloated corpses after a flood. No one survives a wave like that by ducking. You either face it or you get rolled. And Faith is about to learn what drowning feels like in slow motion. Watching these dominoes continue to fall is like binge watching a morbid reality show with where every episode ends with another monster pretending to be shocked that the monster hunting squad finally found their front door. Cue the dramatic violins. Fade to black. Roll credits. Meanwhile, the audience is sitting on their couch eating popcorn, saying oh hell yeah, run that shit back because keeping it a buck. The idea that she didn't know what Epstein was really doing isn't just laughable, it's galaxy level absurd. It's like claiming you didn't realize the guy you carpool with every morning has a chainsaw dripping blood in the back seat. Oh, that. I thought he was doing lumber work. You don't have to be Sherlock Holmes to connect the dots that were screaming from the rooftops and neon lighting. She sees what's coming. They all do. The water line has been rising slowly, but now the sirens are blaring and even the most stubborn rats are leaping from the deck. Nobody's waiting around to see how the investigation unfolds. They're grabbing lifeboats, duct taping holes, and praying to gods they stopped believing in decades ago. And in all the madness and the disgustingness, what's beautiful here is the poetic justice. For years, the survivors were dismissed, minimized, and silenced. Now the enablers are being peeled off one by one, like wallpaper in a flooded basement. No defense attorney in the world can stop that. Accountability's patient, and it's finally found its stride. And this isn't cancel culture. It's consequence culture. Faith wanted to control the narrative. Faith wanted to decide how history would remember her. But history is rewriting itself now. And spoiler alert, the chapter title isn't very flattering. You don't get to curate your legacy once the crimes spill into daylight. At best you get a footnote under enabler and when the wave hits the shore. And now that the wave has hit the shore, it didn't bring sand and seashells. It brought wreckage, subpoenas, and the sound of thousands of people saying, we told you. We always told you. And for the first time in our protected little empire, Faith Cates is going to learn what it feels like when the emperor has no clothes and the crowd isn't afraid to say it out loud. All of the information that goes with this episode can be found in in the description box.
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Podcast Summary: The Epstein Chronicles – Faith Kates "Retires" After Being Exposed In The Epstein Emails
Host: Bobby Capucci
Episode Date: May 30, 2026
In this episode, host Bobby Capucci examines the sudden "retirement" of Faith Kates, co-founder of Next Model Management, following the public release of her email correspondence with convicted sex offender Jeffrey Epstein. Bobby dissects the official narrative, pulling apart the PR spin, and delivers a scathing critique of the power structures and enabling culture surrounding Epstein. The episode blends factual reporting with Bobby's characteristically unfiltered commentary.
[01:00 - 04:30]
Notable Quotes:
“She attributed her decision to being a 30-year cancer survivor who now wants to step back in order to 'give back'... Now at a critical point... we’ll be able to diagnose gynecological diseases sooner and save so many lives, she wrote.” (Bobby, quoting the article, 02:45)
[04:30 - 05:45]
Notable Quotes:
“In one email Epstein name-drops Honeycomb hedge fund founder David Fizel and Trump while discussing Thanksgiving plans... Scroll further down the email chain and Kates gushes about how she always wants to see Epstein and asks when he’s back in NYC.” (Summary by Bobby, 05:01)
[05:45 - 12:28]
Memorable Moments and Quotes:
On the PR Spin:
"The resignation letter should have been written in crayon years ago, but hey, better late than never, right?" (Bobby, 06:08)
On Denial from Industry Insiders:
“The people who defended her would say she was misunderstood... too busy running an empire to notice her buddy Jeffrey trafficking children. All right, because that's the kind of detail you just miss, like forgetting your keys.” (Bobby, 07:00)
On the Predictable Playbook:
“First, they say nothing. Then, they swear innocence. Then ‘I'm stepping down’ statement comes slithering out like a rat escaping a burning warehouse.” (Bobby, 07:25)
On the Impact of the Released Emails:
“These emails didn’t just expose a crack in her armor, they blew a crater in her chest plate and scattered the shards across the floor.” (Bobby, 09:17)
On the Industry's “Selective Blindness”:
“The rest of us scream into the void asking how blind you have to be to miss a freight train covered in screaming red flags.” (Bobby, 10:48)
On Accountability:
“And in all the madness and the disgustingness, what's beautiful here is the poetic justice. For years, the survivors were dismissed, minimized and silenced. Now the enablers are being peeled off one by one, like wallpaper in a flooded basement." (Bobby, 11:52)
Summary of the Enabler Dynamic:
"Faith wanted to control the narrative. Faith wanted to decide how history would remember her. But history is rewriting itself now... At best you get a footnote under 'enabler.'" (Bobby, 12:14)
| Timestamp | Speaker | Quote | |------------|---------|-------| | 02:45 | Bobby (quoting article) | “She attributed her decision to being a 30-year cancer survivor who now wants to step back in order to ‘give back’…” | | 05:01 | Bobby (summarizing article) | "In one email Epstein name-drops Honeycomb hedge fund founder David Fizel and Trump while discussing Thanksgiving plans..." | | 06:08 | Bobby | "The resignation letter should have been written in crayon years ago, but hey, better late than never, right?" | | 07:00 | Bobby | “The people who defended her would say she was misunderstood... too busy running an empire to notice her buddy Jeffrey trafficking children. All right, because that's the kind of detail you just miss, like forgetting your keys.” | | 07:25 | Bobby | “First, they say nothing. Then, they swear innocence. Then ‘I'm stepping down’ statement comes slithering out like a rat escaping a burning warehouse.” | | 09:17 | Bobby | “These emails didn’t just expose a crack in her armor, they blew a crater in her chest plate and scattered the shards across the floor.” | | 10:48 | Bobby | “The rest of us scream into the void asking how blind you have to be to miss a freight train covered in screaming red flags.” | | 11:52 | Bobby | "Now the enablers are being peeled off one by one, like wallpaper in a flooded basement." | | 12:14 | Bobby | "But history is rewriting itself now... At best you get a footnote under 'enabler.'" |
This episode serves as a clear exposé on the rising consequences for members of Epstein’s inner social and professional circles. It not only details what happened to Faith Kates but also situates her fall within a broader pattern of privilege and complicity being challenged—sometimes publicly, sometimes via the slow grind of new evidence. The tone is raw, direct, and unapologetically skeptical of legacy excuses and PR maneuvers.
Key Takeaway:
Faith Kates’ retirement is framed not as a personal or philanthropic decision, but as the inevitable result of long-overdue accountability, with her proximity to Epstein now impossible to sanitize or spin away in the public eye. Bobby hammers home that this is not about "cancel culture," but about long-awaited consequence and justice for enablers of Epstein’s crimes.