I almost feel sorry for the guy. The woman was perfect - talk about red-pilling in such a non-threatening way! I thought he was gonna fall apart when he ripped open that long, blank sheaf of paper that should have all the contraindications on it and she asked, “How is this informed consent?” Wow! And the clenched fist - he was completely unnerved because he’s been going through the motions to keep his job and hanging on for dear life that “nobody I’ve given it to has had any reaction - therefore it’s safe”. Well, that’s one narrative that is pretty fragile - first person who keels over on his floor and dies would push him right over the edge, with no going back. You can tell he’s just a good guy trying to do his job - unfortunately, he’s being naive doing “what they tell me to do”. Too many people afraid to ask questions for fear of ridicule or loss of livelihood. We really have become slaves. It’s sad.