I didn’t expect to find myself face to face with leaders and activists from the “Make America Healthy Again” movement in respectful dialogue, or to consider inviting one into a public health classroom. But that’s exactly where I found myself this spring.

At a national public health meeting in March, I attended a session that brought together public health professionals, physicians, and MAHA leaders for a rare, good-faith conversation. I went out of curiosity. I left with a level of clarity I hadn’t expected — and a few unexpected connections.

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The past few weeks have been nothing but discouraging for those of us who helped create the Make America Healthy Again movement, including a silly executive order on glyphosate that feels anathema to what we have fought for. I’d be lying if I said that my heart hasn’t been bent toward repentance for my part in the whole thing. I helped champion Bobby Kennedy as a campaign volunteer, and when he joined up with then-candidate Donald Trump, I reluctantly decided that the trade-offs were worth what I believed Kennedy could advocate for within the walls of a Trump White House: the best fixes for a very sick and broken nation. 

Yet I found myself recently, and reluctantly, headed to the citadel of arrogance: Washington (well, Arlington, Va., to be more specific). At the invitation of Brinda Adhikari — one of the hosts of the podcast “Why Should I Trust You?” — I attended the Association of Schools and Programs of Public Health’s annual meeting, where I spoke on a panel about engaging in civil conversation in a session called “A Dialogue Between Academic Public Health and MAHA.”

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In medicine, we like to believe that progress is linear. That once a patient stabilizes, regains lost skills, and returns to work, the hardest part is behind them. But in addiction care, stability is fragile because the systems supporting patients are weak.

Recently, I sat with a patient who has done everything we ask of people in recovery. She has been abstinent for years. She attends visits. Her urine drug screens are consistently appropriate. She works. She parents. She plans for the future. And yet, halfway through our appointment, her voice changed, not when we discussed cravings or trauma, but when she told me her insurance premium was about to triple.

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