As you know, this week Senator Rand Paul (R-KY) began disclosing never-before-seen internal emails, transcripts, and documents that all make Anthony Fauci look even more lizard-lipped than he did before— an achievement that many of us had believed impossible. But Senator Paul wasn’t finished. On Friday, he published the coup de grâce: “Tony’s Diary,” published in Rand Paul’s Reading Room.
Corporate media, showing the kind of professionalism and alacrity normally reserved for Somalian Learing Center staff confronted by cameras, roundly and completely ignored what is possibly the most important insight into the most important historical period for anyone who survived it.
But the diary was catnip to Fauci watchers everywhere, including your humble author. Every single entry was like a separate course from a spoiled prix fixe sampler meal at a swanky restaurant that just failed a health inspection. In sum: the uncensored mind of Anthony “Human Cockroach” Fauci is even more deplorable than the man (insect) himself.
Given the tone and style, my best guess is Fauci was not normally a diarist. I’m guessing that, as the first days of the pandemic began erupting like a herpes sore, somebody advised Fauci to write things down every day so he could write a self-aggrandizing book later. It looks like he took the advice, and made daily notes in some kind of running document.
The fact that the vast majority of his observations have never seen daylight proves Fauci was a terrible diarist. He’s no Anne Frank. He thought the entries would make him famous; but they are making him even more infamous.
? The so-called “diary” is huge, packed with typos and dictation blunders, and often requires checking each day’s news cycle to figure out what on Earth Dr. Science was talking about. So it will take a while to sort through it. But I will cover a couple of the “best” (worst) examples making the early rounds. Let’s begin with this nugget, dated May 21, 2020— about five months into the pandemic.
A few trenchant observations.
First, Fauci reported only ‘272’ deaths in the US. This is at the end of May, 2020. The official WHO emergency was declared on March 11, 2020. We can assume Fauci had the best numbers available. To say this hardly matched the manic public reporting is like saying Minnesota daycare is reliably honest.
Of course, maybe it was just a typo. There were plenty of those to go around.
But my goodness. After reciting all the cases and deaths, Fauci shifted to his favorite subject —himself— falling right into permissive narcissism. “It is not hyperbole to say that today I am the most famous and talked about person in the country,” Fauci wrote of himself, “and one of the most recognizable person(s) in the world.” He wasn’t done. “Countless profiles on me in multiple media. I cannot even read all the things that are written about me since I am so busy….seriously.”
In other words, Fauci was basking in his own limelight. He even noted that, “POTUS seems to be enamored of me even though I am taking the spotlight away from him. We are developing a very unique and interesting relationship.” Uh huh.
What can you say about a man who writes about himself this way? Except that, if you asked us to guess what his private diary might look like, we’d probably have guessed it would be something just like this. Here’s another one, where Fauci complains bitterly about a junior NIAID staffer, Matt Memoli, who bravely stood up to him. (Matt is now the principal deputy director of NIH.)
“Matt Memoli has now gone completely rogue. He is turning into a complete Scott Atlas,” Fauci wrote, apparently reaching for the worst insult he could think of. “Not only does he think that we should not be vaccinating people,” Fauci continued, outraged, “he believes that mandating is unethical because it’s going to make matters worse vis-à-vis the immune response.”
Read the whole thing. Not only does it show Fauci’s obsession with always being right (regardless of whether he was right), and his complete inability to handle questioning from other scientists, but this excerpt shows something even more profound.
What is conspicuously absent from Fauci’s rants, musings, and observations is much actual science work. One would expect the diary of the nation’s top infectious-disease official to reflect concern, diligence, skepticism, and a willingness to question assumptions—to wrestle with uncertain evidence, difficult tradeoffs, scarce resources, and the immense personal burden of guiding the country through a pandemic.
Instead, Fauci displayed virtually no scientific curiosity. His attention was fixed overwhelmingly on bureaucratic infighting, institutional politics, media appearances, dissenters, and himself. The portrait is not flattering. It does not show a scientist methodically pursuing truth under pressure, but a micromanaging administrator preoccupied with protecting his authority and controlling the narrative.
Even Fauci’s own deputy, David Morens (now indicted), told EcoHealth’s Peter Daszak —in an email that seems to show Daszak telling Fauci what to say about covid— that Fauci wasn’t so much interested in the science as much as TV talking points.
Had I time for one more section, I’d show you the email chains of Fauci working his network of NIH grant recipients (that he undoubtedly approved), demanding he be awarded various scientific and humanitarian prizes, along with the generous cash awards that came with them, up to $1 million in at least one case. “You’re rich!”, one person wrote Fauci, to notify him he’d been approved for the $1 million prize he asked for.
Taken together with the diary entries, the emails raise difficult questions: while managing a national emergency, how much of Fauci’s attention was devoted to science and public health, and how much to institutional power and personal prestige— and the lucrative rewards attached to both?
I have a feeling this will let a lot of air out of Fauci’s gaseous mythology as the patron saint of public health. No wonder he’s never published his “diary.”
Fauci appears before the Homeland Security Committee in the Senate on Wednesday starting at 10am. I, and many others, cannot wait.
As you know, this week Senator Rand Paul (R-KY) began disclosing never-before-seen internal emails, transcripts, and documents that all make Anthony Fauci look even more lizard-lipped than he did before— an achievement that many of us had believed impossible. But Senator Paul wasn’t finished. On Friday, he published the coup de grâce: “Tony’s Diary,” published in Rand Paul’s Reading Room.
https://www.paul.senate.gov/wp-content/uploads/2026/07/2026.07.24_Tonys-Diary-Package.pdf
Corporate media, showing the kind of professionalism and alacrity normally reserved for Somalian Learing Center staff confronted by cameras, roundly and completely ignored what is possibly the most important insight into the most important historical period for anyone who survived it.
But the diary was catnip to Fauci watchers everywhere, including your humble author. Every single entry was like a separate course from a spoiled prix fixe sampler meal at a swanky restaurant that just failed a health inspection. In sum: the uncensored mind of Anthony “Human Cockroach” Fauci is even more deplorable than the man (insect) himself.
Given the tone and style, my best guess is Fauci was not normally a diarist. I’m guessing that, as the first days of the pandemic began erupting like a herpes sore, somebody advised Fauci to write things down every day so he could write a self-aggrandizing book later. It looks like he took the advice, and made daily notes in some kind of running document.
The fact that the vast majority of his observations have never seen daylight proves Fauci was a terrible diarist. He’s no Anne Frank. He thought the entries would make him famous; but they are making him even more infamous.
? The so-called “diary” is huge, packed with typos and dictation blunders, and often requires checking each day’s news cycle to figure out what on Earth Dr. Science was talking about. So it will take a while to sort through it. But I will cover a couple of the “best” (worst) examples making the early rounds. Let’s begin with this nugget, dated May 21, 2020— about five months into the pandemic.
A few trenchant observations.
First, Fauci reported only ‘272’ deaths in the US. This is at the end of May, 2020. The official WHO emergency was declared on March 11, 2020. We can assume Fauci had the best numbers available. To say this hardly matched the manic public reporting is like saying Minnesota daycare is reliably honest.
Of course, maybe it was just a typo. There were plenty of those to go around.
But my goodness. After reciting all the cases and deaths, Fauci shifted to his favorite subject —himself— falling right into permissive narcissism. “It is not hyperbole to say that today I am the most famous and talked about person in the country,” Fauci wrote of himself, “and one of the most recognizable person(s) in the world.” He wasn’t done. “Countless profiles on me in multiple media. I cannot even read all the things that are written about me since I am so busy….seriously.”
In other words, Fauci was basking in his own limelight. He even noted that, “POTUS seems to be enamored of me even though I am taking the spotlight away from him. We are developing a very unique and interesting relationship.” Uh huh.
What can you say about a man who writes about himself this way? Except that, if you asked us to guess what his private diary might look like, we’d probably have guessed it would be something just like this. Here’s another one, where Fauci complains bitterly about a junior NIAID staffer, Matt Memoli, who bravely stood up to him. (Matt is now the principal deputy director of NIH.)
“Matt Memoli has now gone completely rogue. He is turning into a complete Scott Atlas,” Fauci wrote, apparently reaching for the worst insult he could think of. “Not only does he think that we should not be vaccinating people,” Fauci continued, outraged, “he believes that mandating is unethical because it’s going to make matters worse vis-à-vis the immune response.”
Read the whole thing. Not only does it show Fauci’s obsession with always being right (regardless of whether he was right), and his complete inability to handle questioning from other scientists, but this excerpt shows something even more profound.
What is conspicuously absent from Fauci’s rants, musings, and observations is much actual science work. One would expect the diary of the nation’s top infectious-disease official to reflect concern, diligence, skepticism, and a willingness to question assumptions—to wrestle with uncertain evidence, difficult tradeoffs, scarce resources, and the immense personal burden of guiding the country through a pandemic.
Instead, Fauci displayed virtually no scientific curiosity. His attention was fixed overwhelmingly on bureaucratic infighting, institutional politics, media appearances, dissenters, and himself. The portrait is not flattering. It does not show a scientist methodically pursuing truth under pressure, but a micromanaging administrator preoccupied with protecting his authority and controlling the narrative.
Even Fauci’s own deputy, David Morens (now indicted), told EcoHealth’s Peter Daszak —in an email that seems to show Daszak telling Fauci what to say about covid— that Fauci wasn’t so much interested in the science as much as TV talking points.
Had I time for one more section, I’d show you the email chains of Fauci working his network of NIH grant recipients (that he undoubtedly approved), demanding he be awarded various scientific and humanitarian prizes, along with the generous cash awards that came with them, up to $1 million in at least one case. “You’re rich!”, one person wrote Fauci, to notify him he’d been approved for the $1 million prize he asked for.
Taken together with the diary entries, the emails raise difficult questions: while managing a national emergency, how much of Fauci’s attention was devoted to science and public health, and how much to institutional power and personal prestige— and the lucrative rewards attached to both?
I have a feeling this will let a lot of air out of Fauci’s gaseous mythology as the patron saint of public health. No wonder he’s never published his “diary.”
Fauci appears before the Homeland Security Committee in the Senate on Wednesday starting at 10am. I, and many others, cannot wait.
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