The Doctor Has Left the Building
Robert F. Kennedy Jr. is not a doctor. He’s a lawyer. And not the kind who reads medical journals. He’s the kind who sues vaccine makers, rewatches Plandemic, and calls it research. He has no public health credentials. No clinical experience. But—he did stay at a Holiday Inn once. And these days, that’s practically a diploma in trump’s car of clowns.
Yes, Kennedy is now Secretary of Health and Human Services. Because in this administration, the question isn’t are you qualified? It’s are you loud enough to get on stage? Trump didn’t staff his government with experts; he hired performers. Showmen. Grifters. People who could hold a mic and keep a straight face while spouting nonsense. Kennedy just happens to wear a tie instead of a red nose.
His first big move? Overriding CDC recommendations and pulling COVID-19 vaccines off the schedule for children and pregnant women. Not because of new evidence—there was none—but because evidence, in this new world, is something to be distrusted. Disregarded. Booed off stage.
He ignored the panels. He ignored the doctors. He ignored the data. He trusted his gut, and maybe the last video someone sent him on WhatsApp. Because in the clown car, conviction beats consensus, and the louder the horn, the more serious people pretend to listen.
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This isn’t reform. This is demolition disguised as independence. The Department of Health and Human Services now functions less like a government agency and more like a tent revival run by disbarred chiropractors.
And Kennedy’s not alone. He’s just the latest act in a much longer show. Trump packed the clown car years ago—with cronies, conspiracy theorists, televangelists, and Twitter doctors—and let it crash through the gates of government. Now the greasepaint’s wearing off, but the policies are still in place. And they’re dangerous.
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We used to worry about quacks selling snake oil from the back of a wagon. Now they’re in charge of regulatory agencies. They’ve got budgets. Staff. Legal authority. And they’re not just pitching miracles anymore—they’re writing the rules.
Kennedy governs like he’s still on tour, working the crowd. He undermines trust in institutions, then offers himself as the alternative. It’s the same tired trick we’ve seen from trump and the rest of the traveling circus: break the machine, then promise to fix it with magic and fire.
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We are watching the institutional foundations of American medicine be methodically dismantled. Replaced with suspicion. Replaced with vibes. Replaced with a man who never learned the first rule of public health: you don’t get to experiment on 330 million people just because you’ve got a hunch and a podium.
But hey—he stayed at a Holiday Inn.
And in this car of clowns, that’s apparently enough.