Over the years, Bill has transformed from the fun, apolitical, exploratory science guy that I treasured into a flashy suit filled with left-wing talking points. He has shifted from being a childhood scientific icon to a cultish leader of the left. The silly theme song has morphed from an energetic and fun “Bill! Bill! Bill! Bill!” to the boring and painful “Pill, pill……pillllllll……..poison” that I have to swallow with my regular digest of news. In fact, I tune out most of the time when Bill Nye starts to talk now.