Trump Completes U.S. Withdrawal From World Health Organization
The United States has formally completed its withdrawal from the World Health Organization, the Department of Health and Human Services said Thursday, finalizing a long-standing goal of President Donald Trump.
Trump attempted to leave the organization during his first term and issued formal notice through an executive order on the first day of his second term. Under U.S. law, the country was required to provide one year’s notice and settle outstanding financial obligations before withdrawal could take effect, CNN reported.
The United States still owes the WHO roughly $260 million, though legal experts said the funds are unlikely to be paid and the organization has little ability to compel payment.
“As a matter of law, it is very clear that the United States cannot officially withdraw from WHO unless it pays its outstanding financial obligations,” said Dr. Lawrence Gostin, a global health law expert at Georgetown University. “But WHO has no power to force the U.S. to pay what it owes.”
Gostin said the WHO could attempt to block the withdrawal through a formal resolution but is unlikely to escalate tensions given the administration’s clear intent to leave.
HHS said Thursday that all U.S. government funding to the WHO has been terminated and that all American personnel and contractors assigned to or embedded with the organization have been recalled.
The agency said the United States has also ceased participation in WHO-sponsored committees, leadership bodies, governance structures, and technical working groups.
Administration officials said some limited cooperation could continue. Asked whether the U.S. would participate in an upcoming WHO-led meeting on next year’s influenza vaccine composition, officials said discussions are ongoing.
During a call with reporters, a senior administration official said the United States had not received sufficient value from its involvement with the organization.
“A promise made and a promise kept,” the official said, adding that the WHO “has acted contrary to the U.S. interest in protecting the American public.”
The official also noted that despite being the WHO’s largest financial contributor, the United States has never had an American serve as the organization’s director-general.
HHS cited the WHO’s response to the Covid-19 pandemic as a central reason for the withdrawal.
In a news release, the agency said the organization delayed declaring a global public health emergency and praised China’s response despite what the administration described as early underreporting, information suppression, and delays in confirming human-to-human transmission.
HHS also criticized the WHO for initially downplaying airborne transmission and asymptomatic spread of the virus.
“This action means our country’s health policies can no longer be constrained by unaccountable foreign bureaucrats,” a senior HHS official said.
Despite the withdrawal, administration officials said the United States will continue to play a leading role in global health.
Officials said the U.S. plans to work directly with individual countries, non-governmental organizations, and religious groups on infectious disease surveillance and data sharing.
That effort is expected to be led by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention Global Health Center.
“We’ve assessed all of the gaps and the potential gaps,” another senior administration official said. “We have plans in place.”
The administration said additional announcements are expected in the coming months.
Some public health experts warned that replacing WHO coordination with bilateral agreements would create gaps in global surveillance and response.
“It doesn’t allow the same level of partnership and surveillance as working with WHO,” said a former CDC official who requested anonymity.
The official noted the CDC operates in about 60 countries, but said that does not replace the global reach of the WHO.
Critics said the withdrawal could leave the United States and the world more vulnerable to emerging biological threats.
“The U.S. withdrawal from the World Health Organization is a shortsighted and misguided abandonment of our global health commitments,” said Dr. Ronald Nahass, president of the Infectious Diseases Society of America.
SHE THOUGHT KICKING A PREGNANT WIFE IN THE HOSPITAL WOULD END THE MARRIAGE — UNTIL THE BILLIONAIRE HUSBAND SAW THE TRUTH WITH HIS OWN EYES.
The low, vibrating chime of Marcus’s phone seemed to echo in the sudden, absolute silence of the VIP hospital suite. Outside the large glass windows, the distant murmur of the charity fundraiser gala continued, a stark contrast to the thick, suffocating tension that had gripped the room.
Marcus slowly pulled the phone from his tuxedo pocket. His eyes never left Isabella as his thumb swiped across the screen, playing the high-definition security footage sent directly by his head of security.
On the screen, there was no ambiguity. There was no "self-defense." The footage clearly showed Isabella lunging at me, her face twisted in a mask of pure malice as she shoved my seven-month-pregnant body into the side table. It showed the champagne glass shattering, and most horrifying of all, it captured the exact second her pointed red heel drove brutally into my abdomen while I lay helpless on the floor.
A muscle ticked violently in Marcus’s jaw. The cold, calculated billionaire who ran Thorne Enterprises—the man who prided himself on being five steps ahead of every competitor, every investor, and every enemy—looked completely paralyzed by the sheer weight of his own blindness.
"Marcus, honey, you can't believe whatever she's trying to play at," Isabella stammered, her voice rising an octave as she took a tentative step toward him, her hands reaching out to touch his lapel. "Khloe has been unstable for weeks. She’s jealous because she knows you don't love her. She staged this! She threw herself into that table just to make me look like a monster!"
"Get away from her," Marcus whispered.
The words were so quiet, so devoid of emotion, that Isabella froze mid-step.
"What?" she blinked, her polished, glamorous facade cracking completely.
"I said," Marcus raised his head, his piercing dark eyes locking onto hers with a lethal, suffocating intensity that made the gala coordinator behind him take a step back into the hallway, "get your hands off me, and step away from my wife."
"Marcus—"
"Michael!" Marcus roared, his voice cutting through the room like a physical blow.
Instantly, three burly men in dark suits and communication earpieces pushed past the coordinator into the room. The leader, Michael, looked at the blood on the floor near my maternity gown and his expression hardened into stone.
"Sir?" Michael asked, his hand resting near his holster.
"Secure Isabella Rossi," Marcus commanded, his voice trembling with a terrifying blend of absolute authority and suffocating rage. "Take her to the holding room in the basement. If she attempts to leave, if she attempts to make a single phone call, use whatever force is necessary. Notify the Chief of Police that I am filing charges for attempted murder and felony assault on a pregnant woman."
"Attempted murder?!" Isabella shrieked as Michael and another guard gripped her upper arms, effortlessly pinning her arms behind her back. Her expensive red dress twisted around her frame as she struggled against their grip. "Marcus, you can't do this to me! My father is your primary investor! If you lock me up, the Rossi Group will liquidate every single share of Thorne Enterprises by midnight! You'll be ruined!"
Marcus didn't even look at her as she was dragged out of the room, her high heels scuffing loudly against the hardwood floor, her screams fading down the private VIP corridor.
The moment the doors hissed shut behind her, Marcus dropped to his knees on the carpet, completely ignoring the shards of broken glass that sliced into the expensive fabric of his tuxedo. His hands were shaking violently as he reached out toward me, but he stopped short of touching me, as if terrified that his very presence would cause me more pain.
"Khloe..." he breathed, his voice raw, stripped entirely of the smooth arrogance he usually carried. "Khloe, look at me. I’m here. I’m right here. Don't close your eyes."
A searing, blinding pain tore across my lower abdomen, making me gasp for air. I tightly curled into a ball on the floor, my fingers digging into my white maternity gown, which was rapidly staining with a terrifying, deep crimson hue.
"The... the baby," I choked out, a tear spilling over my eyelid and mixing with the sweat on my forehead. "Marcus... he’s not moving. Please... help him."
"Medical team!" Marcus screamed toward the door, his composure breaking entirely as he saw the blood. "Get the Chief of Obstetrics up here right now! If anyone hesitates, I will burn this entire hospital to the ground!"
Within seconds, the room was swarmed by medical staff in blue scrubs. A gurney was pushed to my side, and I was carefully lifted onto it. As the world began to blur around the edges from the sheer agony and blood loss, I felt a strong, calloused hand wrap tightly around mine.
Marcus was running alongside the gurney as they pushed me toward the emergency operating theater. His face was pale, his eyes wide with a horrific realization that had come far too late.
"I've got you, Khloe," he pleaded, his voice cracking as he squeezed my hand. "I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Just hold on. Please, just hold on for our son."
I looked up at the harsh fluorescent lights of the ceiling as the heavy double doors of the operating room swung open. Our son, he had called him. For months, Marcus had treated this pregnancy like a corporate obligation, a cold arrangement to secure his family’s legacy while he allowed Isabella to whisper poison in his ear. But as the darkness finally rushed in to swallow me whole, I knew one thing with absolute certainty: if my baby didn't survive this night, there would be nothing left of Marcus Thorne’s world to salvage.
