In every field, there are professionals and charlatans. The latter usually receive most of the accolades and credit.

My father was an old-school organic chemist. He taught Medicinal Chemistry to the future pharmacists of the state of Illinois. They all went through the University of Illinois School of Pharmacy, and every pharmacist in the state knew my dad. He wasn’t famous, though he was respected by his students and peers. He was a professor for 42 years, and during his time, he worked on drugs for the U.S. Army to give the guys in the silos another couple of minutes to fire back U.S. Minuteman Missiles at the Soviets. He worked on a male “pill” with the assumption being that a woman may not fully represent her status with respect to birth control. On the train into the city, he would read journal articles. On the way home, he would grade exams. Once, he and a colleague lost track of themselves and found themselves in the Chicago Transit Authority (CTA) Howard Yard. He believed in synthesizing molecules and didn’t appreciate computer modeling. He also did not appreciate professors who sought fame. If he were still alive, his 100th birthday would have been this week.

I think of my father and his honest work ethic as I read the psychotic journal entries of Tony Fauci. He could not stop writing about how famous he was or how he was the most important guy in the country and world. The White House let him in without showing ID! People honked to say thank you! Meanwhile, he lied to the American people about masking, the origin of the virus, and the safety of experimental mRNA vaccines. He was a fraud pretending to be a doctor and scientist. He was enthralled with his new fame and status. I think that the government should send somebody to review his activities during the AIDS epidemic, when I first heard that gnome’s name. If he was as deceitful and wrong then as he was during COVID,........

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