E pluribus unum?

Well, that was our motto¹, then this shit happened:

AN ACT 

To provide that all United States currency shall bear the inscription "In God We Trust". 

Be it enacted hy the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States of America in Congress assembled, That at such time as new dies for the printing of currency are adopted in connection with the current program of the Treasury Department to increase the capacity of presses utilized by the Bureau of Engraving and Printing, the dies shall bear, at such place or places thereon as the Secretary of the Treasury may determine to be appropriate, the inscription "In God We Trust", and thereafter this inscription shall appear on all United States currency and coins. 

Approved July 11, 1955

Before that, we'd just put it on our coinage, then upped the ante:

IN GOD WE TRUST was first used on paper money in 1957, when it appeared on the one-dollar silver certificate. The first paper currency bearing the motto entered circulation on October 1, 1957

Since I recently invoked The Name of the Rose, thought I might go back to that well:

“The story is becoming more complicated, dear Adso,” William said, frowning. 

“We pursue a manuscript, we become interested in the diatribes of some overcurious monks and in the actions of other, overlustful ones, and now, more and more insistently, an entirely different trail emerges. The cellarer, then . . . And with the cellarer that strange animal Salvatore also arrived here. . . . But now we must go and rest, because we plan to stay awake during the night.” 

“Then you still mean to enter the library tonight? You are not going to abandon that first trail?” 

“Not at all. Anyway, who says the two trails are separate? And finally, this business of the cellarer could merely be a suspicion of the abbot’s.” 

He started toward the pilgrims’ hospice. On reaching the threshold, he stopped and spoke, as if continuing his earlier remarks. 

“After all, the abbot asked me to investigate Adelmo’s death when he thought that something unhealthy was going on among his young monks. But now that the death of Venantius arouses other suspicions, perhaps the abbot has sensed that the key to the mystery lies in the library, and there he does not wish any investigating. So he offers me the suggestion of the cellarer, to distract my attention from the Aedificium. . . .” 

“But why would he not want—” 

“Don’t ask too many questions. The abbot told me at the beginning that the library was not to be touched. He must have his own good reasons. It could be that he is involved in some matter he thought unrelated to Adelmo’s death, and now he realizes the scandal is spreading and could also touch him. And he doesn’t want the truth to be discovered, or at least he doesn’t want me to be the one who discovers it. . . .” 

“Then we are living in a place abandoned by God,” I said, disheartened. 

“Have you found any places where God would have felt at home?” William asked me, looking down from his great height. 

Then he sent me to rest. As I lay on my pallet, I concluded that my father should not have sent me out into the world, which was more complicated than I had thought. I was learning too many things. 

“Salva me ab ore leonis,” I prayed as I fell asleep.

In conclusion: a lion doesn't concern itself with the Epstein Files.

1 - It actually still officially was until 1956.  But nothing's real in the USA until and unless money is involved.