Amy Griffin: The Latest on 'The Tell'

Amy Griffin's article comes out on Monday. She's participating in this article. She's obviously expecting some support here, okay? The journalist is Jessica Bennett, and she's going to release this on Monday in New York Magazine. If Jessica Bennett delivers, Amy could have what she needs to sue the New York Times. All along, we've been saying, why isn't she suing the New York Times? She says they've destroyed her. They made up facts. They tried to coerce people in Amarillo, Texas, to talk about Amy and say disparaging things. Like, where's the lawsuit? Well, the original New York Times investigation came out September 25, 2025. You got one year. The statute of limitations is one year to file a defamation case against them. What day is today? September 17. What day is this coming out? September 21. You got that week. So if this goes well for Amy, and this writer does her a solid, that lawsuit could be filed by Thursday, and it might be being drafted now. Jessica, by the way, the right of her beat is gender, feminism, sexuality, and power, and the way women are portrayed and treated in contemporary culture. She was the New York Times first gender editor. So remember, there's two women involved here. And I get it. One man talking about it. Mansplaining. Two women. One is a woman who is a billionaire and very influential, has an roster of friends, and the other is a small-time woman who lives in a smaller city, and she's making claims too. Right now, Amy is locked in dueling lawsuits, and they're mired in procedural BS, right? It's a delay in discovery at every turn. They're inching along. For those needing a refresher, a woman from Amy's middle school class in Amarillo, Texas, named Jolene, claims that Amy took details of her childhood sexual assaults by a gym teacher, I think, and appropriated them as her own experiences for her New York Times best-selling memoir, The Tell. And worse, she obtained this private information and private details through someone posing as a talent agent named Dominic Price, calling to get information for maybe a television miniseries or something. Amy's been silent the whole time. She claims in her book that she was brutally S.A.'ed and graped, roughed up, threatened from the ages of 12 to 16 by a middle school teacher, a total wolf in sheep's clothing, a man that does deserve a public elimination if half of what she says he did is true. She says it all took place on school grounds, after school, during a school dance, in the locker room, in a classroom, in a bathroom, under the bleachers, everywhere. And it was violent, violent, violent. Amy says the memories of abuse were recovered over 30-plus years later as an adult in 2020 through MDMA therapy, psychedelic-assisted therapy. I'm a fan. She has no witnesses to the before, the during, or the after. Her parents had no clue at the time, no friends, no teachers, no coaches. The closest thing to corroboration is her connection to a girl in her class that she thought may have endured the same thing, a quiet little girl named Claudia, she writes about. And she describes her as a girl with blonde, short blonde, blunt-cut bangs, who lived in the foster care home that was in Amarillo and who was driven to school every day in a white van with other kids from the home by staff members. How could there be anyone? How is there mistaking who this person is in your class? I don't know how big your middle school class was, but let's say it's 40. You know, that's big for Amarillo. How could there be anyone else? Can there be two girls like that with blonde, blunt-cut bangs who were being driven in a white van from a foster care home every day? Jolene says Claudia is absolutely her. Several other people in her class have filed affidavits corroborating that account, that it's definitely her. And others, others have filed affidavits corroborating her story of horrific abuse from the classroom, two accounts, from the classroom where Jolene says, you know, the teacher put a boot in her back, tied her hands up with a bandana behind her back as he did terrible things to her and made verbal, you know, threats on her life as this essay occurred in a bathroom. And then again, a separate event at a school dance. This definitely did not happen to two people. It was by two different teachers. It's just that type of coincidence cannot exist. But apparently the author of this article that's coming out on Monday is interviewing a different woman who Amy says is the real Claudia. I've spoken to them. I've communicated with that woman. She will no doubt, I'm guessing, confirm Amy's account. She'll confirm that Amy showed up into her little town where she lives now in Tennessee. And she'll confirm that Amy asked her, oh my God, were you also abused? Just imagine this woman's face, right? Like, ah, no. In the book, she's clear about it, that the woman said, no, I don't know what you're talking about, but you know, hey, great to have you here. Thanks for flying your bombardier into my little town of, you know, in the foothills of Tennessee somewhere. That's from an exhibit right there. Amy posting up with the woman she says she had coffee with in this little town in Tennessee, real Claudia. That's them. Anyway, I don't know what the point of this exercise is, but Jolene, keep in mind, says that she met Amy too, also in a coffee shop in her town, not in Tennessee, but in Palm Springs in 2019, where she was living at the time. And they also had coffee, but they never spoke about any type of abuse. They just exchanged, they had a little catch up. Says Jolene, they exchanged postcards to write each other afterwards. Here, here's a postcard. You write me with yours and I'll write you with mine. Amy denies this meeting. She says, I never met with Jolene in a coffee shop in Palm Springs in 2019. It never happened. Well, I've read to tell the book, it crescendos in the end of the book, it builds up to the big finish, which is Amy receiving this postcard mysteriously after that pointless coffee with real Claudia in Tennessee. And it says something unbelievable, like I didn't want to say it then, but yes, something happened to me. It's sort of like confirmation, okay? But Amy reaches out to real Claudia and says, oh my God, thanks for sending that postcard. And she goes, no, I didn't send it. I still don't know what you're talking about. And the postmark on the postcard is New York City. It's New York. Doesn't the postmark, so somebody sent it from New York. The postmark resembles where you sent, from where you sent the postcard, not from where it was received. So it's a total mystery. Was it a friend? Was it a sister or someone trying to give her closure? Was it her friend? It's all confusing. But Jolene does claim that she also sent Amy a postcard of kids playing. Where is that postcard? Amy did turn one into the New York Times, which is fascinating. The one she turned into the New York Times was from the artist, Gary Winogrand, okay? It's a postcard of his work. And guess who was having a featured documentary at the 2019 Palm Springs Film Festival? Gary Winogrand. Might his postcards been in all the little cafes around town promoting his movie and his work because he was in. But Amy says, look, I was not in Palm Springs at all. I don't know this woman. Amy says she recovered these memories, by the way. All these memories of abuse long before anyone contacted Jolene. They're documented in diaries, post-MDMA treatment. Through a first draft of the tell, she wrote all about it. So she has no idea, by the way, who this Dominic Price is. And Dominic Price, who is a real person, filled out an affidavit saying he doesn't know who Amy Griffin is either. He never called Jolene, he says, to extract details of her childhood abuse for use in Amy's book or any other reason. Amy's asking people to believe conclusively that the memories were recovered during MDMA. No chance of having toted around dramatic and destabilizing gossip about another girl from her childhood for over 30 years. To me, it feels like more than possible that this is memory appropriation. It could be innocent. Found a term called cryptomnesia, remembering information while forgetting its source. So it feels original. Maybe it's that. Also, I have space in here somewhere that Amy believes 100 percent in everything she's saying, and thus she's not a terrible person, right? Just confused. Copper Mountain 32 in the comments section says compulsive liar. I don't know. I don't want her to be. I'm not. There's no pitchfork and flame for me like take this woman down. No, I don't. I just am so in the mystery is so deep. What's the motive? Where are all the people who were promoting this? Why is no one else covering this? Why is why? There is an article that was supposed to come out in five chapters in another major publication. It was killed at the last minute. Content my own, I believe, is being suppressed on this front. I really do, because the number one thing people ask me about is this. And it doesn't kill on YouTube. But it's the number one wherever I go. This is what they want to talk about. I'm like, really? OK, not saying that, but OK. What really complicates things is the teacher who Amy alleges, you know, abused her in such horrible, horrible ways. I mean, oh, he's been doxxed by Amy's lawyers. That can't be an accident. Thomas Clare doesn't make mistakes like that. Is is she snuffing the guy out? Is she so in belief of what she's saying, like she's so behind it? I'm going to dox this dude. And then two days later, we're going to file a motion to seal. Whoops. We made a mistake. We want to seal that thing. We said two days ago, which reveals his name. In that case, she definitely believes it. Speaking of the teacher, why this guy has not come forward with a vociferous self-defense of his own. And by the coupled with a counterpunch is. Probably the strongest evidence that Amy has that these nightmare memories are real. In her favor, like. Now, I am told. I believe that the teacher will come forward at the right time. And as we said. Why hasn't Amy sued The New York Times? The teacher should be suing Amy and Amy should be suing The New York Times. She might. She might a week from right now after this article comes out on Monday, because a lot is riding on it. And if this journalist has been given enough clues or given enough rabbit food to find her way to put some of these major pieces together. And I assume, you know, every lead she's getting is from team Amy's got to be. But that matter, if it leads to something real, then there we go. All eyes will be on that article for sure. New York magazine. Monday.