Ever wondered what happens when political grandstanding meets questionable personal hygiene—publicly, and up to the knees? RFK Jr.’s “sacred fecal baptism” on Rock Creek is a spectacle equal parts absurd, aromatic, and (sadly) all too real, leaving park-goers, dogs, and rangers scrambling for higher ground—and perhaps, a little existential clarity. Curious how a literal mess becomes headline news? Dive in.