In more than two years of watching Robert F. Kennedy Jr. bluster about imagined vaccine aggression against Black Americans—in the midst of a pandemic that disproportionately killed them—we didn’t once see him offer anything of concrete benefit to the demographic he fetishizes and co-opts. He never came close to echoing the rhetoric of his uncle standing on the stage of Madison Square Garden in 1962, arguing for the same universal health care that the Black Panthers enshrined as a policy objective.
