Dear Elites, Don’t Kill Ghislaine

Let her draw the FBI a map of every toddler burial site and single-handedly turn QAnon into a new Order of the Eastern Star. Most likely, you won’t be affected in the slightest.

Dear Elites,

I know what you’re thinking: maybe it’s time Ghislaine Maxwell had an “accident,” or “offed herself” under the ostensibly torturous weight of her undoubted guilt. And look, you’re probably right: it sure would be unpleasant to deal with awkward dinner party conversation at the next foundation event surrounding new allegations around the Clin…