With puffy eyes and a bruised right hand hidden under his left, Donald Trump sat hunched over on his leather chair behind the Resolute Desk in the Oval Office. Behind him stood Pam Bondi, Dr. Oz, RFK Jr., and a few others from his inner circle of elite enablers, all poised to give a false sense of power, control, and normalcy.

Instead, it just showed how dazed and detached he was. At one point, he turned and locked eyes with Dr. Oz, with a gaze that looked like the lights had just gone out, as if something inside him had snapped and he was experiencing a cognitive or physical medical crisis. The woman next to...