Perhaps, given that the tide is finally turning, the BC College of Physicians and Surgeons preferred to slink back into the shadows? They didn’t want Hoffe’s lawyer exposing their malfeasance for the whole world to see? Their most ludicrous claim was that Dr. Hoffe had used social media to promote “vaccine hesitancy”—he doesn’t use social media—and he has no social media accounts.

Over dinner at the Reynold’s, Dr. Hoffe shared the exciting news that Robert F. Kennedy Jr. recently called him. Kennedy, now America’s Secretary of Health and Human Services, told Dr. Hoffe that he had heard about him and what has been done to him. RFK asked Hoffe for the details because he’s doing research for a documentary he’s making. We very much look forward to seeing that.

American wrecking balls are taking down rotten institutions and exposing corrupted, so-called “science”. The same will soon be happening here, if justice still prevails in Canada. Will the College be held to account for causing so much harm and participating in big pharma’s crimes against humanity? We shall see. Judges have been awarding big payouts and retroactive wages for those who were fired for declining the experimental, untested product. Class action lawsuits are piling up. Surely Dr. Hoffe is owed significant monetary reparations for the harms done to him.

For speaking out about his patients who were getting injured by the modeRNA “vaccine”, Dr. Hoffe was silenced and cancelled. “I’ve lost my wife, I’ve lost my children, I’ve lost my medical practice. But I didn’t lose my dog, I didn’t lose my house, and I didn’t lose my health. And I have not lost my faith in God. So I am here, I’m a man on a mission to stand up for what is right. To stand up for you, your children, and your children’s children so they will have a future of hope in Canada. But we need to hold these people who have been so dishonest and so cruel to the people of this land, we need to hold them to account.”

No excuse for the tyrannical lawfare against a beloved country doctor who’s responsible for the communities dotted around remote canyons in mountains as massive as the Swiss Alps. Case in point: when his cell phone rang during our congratulatory dinner—it was a call from a patient in Fountain—Dr. Hoffe quickly finished his salad, said his goodbyes and drove off into the night, down Seton Lake road, over Twenty-Three Camels bridge, and onto highway 99 North, just two little headlights in a sea of pitch black on his way to attend to the needs of the people he’s been serving for 30 years.