Wack jobs have found a home in what is shaping up as the weirdest presidential administration in history.
The latest of them also happens to be a scion of one of America’s most revered political families: Robert Francis Kennedy, Jr.
How in the world can I begin evaluating Donald Trump’s selection of RFK Jr. to be health and human services secretary? I’ll start with the obvious. Dude is an anti-vaccine activist who then says he doesn’t oppose vaccines per se, only those used to combat the COVID pandemic that killed hundreds of thousands of Americans and millions of people around the world.
He also once picked up the carcass of a bear cub and delivered it to a national park and also declared that a worm got into his brain and ate some of the tissue inside his screwed-up noggin.
This is the moron Trump said he would allow to “run wild at HHS” in an effort to protect Americans against disease.
What the … ?
I feel compelled to re-state that RFK Jr.’s father, the late U.S. senator and U.S. attorney general — who I believe would have been elected president in 1968 were it not for the asshole with the pistol in Los Angeles — was my first political hero,
To think that Junior has become such a weirdo only makes me wonder: What would daddy think of his namesake?
