It baffles me that people find America’s abysmal health statistics less shocking than the appointment of RFK Jr.
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Around 4:50 p.m. on Thursday, my phone began lighting up. I was receiving texts from almost everyone I knew — old friends from my Los Angeles days to new friends in D.C., country bumpkins to city dwellers — all echoing the same Hallelujah at Trump’s nomination of Robert F. Kennedy Jr. to head the Department of Health and Human Services. Many of those texts were accompanied by the fire and bicep muscle emojis.
While many are melting down over the pick, criticizing Kennedy for being nothing more than a “vaccine denier,” those of us who have been supporting him since the “Make America Healthy Again” movement knew he was onto something. Through our own health experiences, we understood that America doesn’t have a health care system, it has a sick care system — one that, unfortunately, people have become used to. But as Jiddu Krishnamurti, a renowned Indian philosopher and speaker, once said, “It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.”
