Here’s a fun little thought experiment for your Tuesday morning. You’re lying on a gurney, counting backwards from ten, drifting into the warm dark of anesthesia — and the person standing over you, the one controlling the drugs that decide whether your heart keeps beating, just posted online that she’s sorry an assassin didn’t kill the President of the United States. Sleep tight, America.
Because nothing says “I took an oath to do no harm” quite like publicly fantasizing about political murder while wearing scrubs. Dr. Merry Colella, ladies and gentlemen — anesthesiologist at Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center in Boston, healer of the sick, keeper of the unconscious, and apparently a woman who thinks assassination is a spectator sport where you’re allowed to complain about the refs.
Let’s back up. After the horrific shooting at the White House Correspondents’ Dinner — an actual assassination attempt on people attending an event with the president’s team — Dr. Colella took to social media to share her deepest feelings with the world. And those feelings were, essentially: “Too bad he missed.”
Not “how terrible.” Not “I pray for the victims.” Not even silence, which would have been the bare minimum a functioning adult could manage. No. A licensed physician whose entire job description is “keep people alive while they’re at their most vulnerable” decided this was the moment to let her assassination flag fly.
Now, we’ve seen a lot of unhinged behavior from the left since 2016. We’ve watched professors call for violence, celebrities hold up fake severed heads, and members of Congress wink at riots. But there’s something uniquely chilling about this one, and it’s not just the politics.
It’s the job.
Think about what an anesthesiologist actually does. They calculate exactly how much medication to give you so you lose consciousness but don’t lose your life. They monitor your breathing, your heart rate, your oxygen levels — every second you’re under, you are completely at their mercy. You can’t move. You can’t speak. You can’t fight back. You are trusting this person with the most fundamental thing you have: whether you wake up.
And this particular person just told the entire internet she’s cool with political violence as long as it targets the right people.
Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center is now scrambling. The backlash hit them like a freight train, because it turns out patients aren’t thrilled about being sedated by someone who cheers for assassins. Who knew? The hospital released one of those corporate word-salad statements about how the views of individual employees don’t represent the institution. You know the template — they keep it in a drawer next to the fire extinguisher for exactly these occasions.
But here’s what Beth Israel hasn’t done: they haven’t fired her. As of right now, Dr. Colella presumably still has access to operating rooms, drug cabinets, and unconscious patients. If you’re a Trump supporter scheduled for surgery at Beth Israel this week, you might want to ask a few pointed questions during your pre-op consultation. Something like, “Hey doc, on a scale of one to ten, how disappointed are you that the president is still alive? Just so I know before you put me under.”
The left will defend this, of course. They always do. “It was just a social media post.” “She has a right to free speech.” “You’re overreacting.” Right. Imagine — just imagine — a conservative doctor posting after a shooting at a Democratic event that he was sorry the gunman missed. He’d be fired before lunch, have his medical license under review by dinner, and be the lead story on CNN for a week. Rachel Maddow would do a special. There’d be a Netflix documentary.
But when it’s their side? When a progressive doctor wishes death on a Republican president? Suddenly it’s “free expression” and “we shouldn’t judge people by one post.”
We absolutely should judge people by one post — especially when that post is “I wish the assassination attempt had succeeded” and that person’s day job involves deciding whether you breathe.
This is what Trump Derangement Syndrome looks like in its final form. It’s not just pink hats and protest signs anymore. It’s a medical professional — someone bound by the Hippocratic Oath, someone who swore to protect life — openly mourning the fact that a bullet didn’t find its target. The disease has metastasized from “resist” bumper stickers to actual dehumanization.
And let’s be clear about what she said. She didn’t critique a policy. She didn’t disagree with a Supreme Court pick. She didn’t even say something mean about a press conference. She expressed sorrow — genuine, public sorrow — that a human being wasn’t killed. That a sitting president wasn’t murdered. She wanted blood, and she was upset she didn’t get it.
From a doctor.
From an anesthesiologist.
From the person who puts you to sleep.
Every patient at Beth Israel Deaconess deserves to know that one of the people who might be standing over them during their most vulnerable moment thinks political assassination is a missed opportunity. Every family member sitting in a waiting room deserves to know that the hospital they trusted hasn’t removed this person from patient care.
And every American deserves to see this for exactly what it is: the logical endpoint of years of media-fueled hatred, campus radicalization, and a political movement that has decided its opponents aren’t just wrong — they’re targets.
Dr. Colella wanted the president dead. She said so. She’s still practicing medicine.
Sweet dreams.
