
At this point RFK Jr. sounds less like a US Health Secretary and more like a deleted character from Florida folklore.
Recent episode: he posted a video wrestling two black snakes while his wife begged him to be careful. According to him, the snakes were mating when he grabbed them. Completely normal Tuesday activity for America’s top health official.
Then you remember the rest of the RFK cinematic universe:
Found a dead bear cub, drove around with it, then dumped it in Central Park with a bicycle on top to fake an “accident”.
Once chainsawed the head off a dead whale and strapped it to the roof of the family minivan.
Reportedly keeps a freezer full of roadkill for feeding falcons.
Allegedly stopped on a highway to cut off a dead raccoon’s genitals so he could “study them later” while the kids waited in the car.
Describes Trump surviving on McDonald’s and Diet Coke as “having the constitution of a deity”.
Honestly, the weirdest thing is that none of these stories are parody. Every few months a new RFK anecdote appears and somehow it’s even more unhinged than the previous one.
US politics stopped being politics years ago. It’s now premium-grade surrealist entertainment.








