The Current Status of the
Fight Against Cancer
Written by Rick Archer
Forward: Why Rick
Archer is Involved
will learn, I was born with a giant Question Mark
planted in my brain.
I question the truth of
everything. It is in my nature.
This article is the by-product of the
largest Question Mark I have ever
experienced in my life... for the past year,
I have asked myself repeatedly what the
truth is in the fight against cancer.
There is so much conflicting information out
there, I am in constant turmoil as to whom
I do not
have cancer. Nor do I wish to get cancer.
Unfortunately, since 1 in 2 males develop cancer at
some point in their lives, I live in constant fear.
That fact alone qualifies me to be concerned about
Up to this point in my life, I have dealt with my
fear of cancer by trying to avoid thinking about it.
It was a curious coincidence as well as an odd
circumstance that was responsible for activating my
"Question Mark" a year ago.
twelve months later, I imagine I have put more thought into
the cancer debate than the average person.
article covers what I have learned about the fight
against cancer over the past year.
begin with a reminder about how deadly the
disease is. Approximately
1,660,000 new cancer cases are expected to be
diagnosed in 2013. In 2013, about 580,000
Americans are projected to die of cancer. That
amounts to nearly 1,600 people a day. Cancer remains
the second most common cause of death in the US,
accounting for 1 of every 4 deaths.
coincidence took place in November 2011.
my daughter Samantha Archer
announced at Thanksgiving that she had just been
accepted into the
program. This is a program sponsored by the
student council at the University of Texas.
The program combines a 4,000 mile bike ride from
Austin to Anchorage with an appeal to raise
funds for cancer research. Billed
as “The Longest Charity Ride in the World”, the
stated mission of Texas
4000 is to fight cancer by sharing hope, raising
awareness and soliciting charitable contributions.
finally understood the principle behind the program, I was
immediately on board. What a great idea! In fact,
I gave Sam a brand new racing bike a
as her Christmas present that year. I
wanted her to begin training
for the long ride as soon as
Shortly after Sam's
announcement, my wife Marla got the bad news that
her brother Neil was in the hospital. He was very
sick. It took them a while to figure it out,
but sure enough the problem was cancer. Neil
wasn't given much time to live.
Understandably, Marla was heartbroken.
Immediately after Christmas 2011, Marla flew out to
San Diego to spend time with Neil.
Immediately Sam's program had
just taken on a greater sense of urgency in my mind.
Neil's illness had just made cancer personal for me.
Like I said, because the topic of
cancer is so totally synonymous with misery, grief, pain and
death, I had always preferred to simply avoid thinking about
Unfortunately, the odd 2011 Thanksgiving pairing of Sam's
bike ride announcement and Neil's diagnosis now made the
thought of cancer a permanent unwelcome guest in our home.
Not a day passed where I was able to give my mind a rest
from at least a few moments of pondering over this
The first thing I was struck
by was my feeling of total helplessness. I had no therapy to suggest
to Neil and no
words of wisdom to console him by. I hated
every mention of his inexorable decline towards the
inevitable because I wanted so much to help him.
I dealt with my guilt in the most obvious way
possible - I gave as much support to my daughter's
Texas 4000 campaign as possible.
Sam said the purpose of the Texas 4000 program was
to raise money for cancer research, I donated
generously. Whatever I could do to support Sam
- and to honor Neil - I was ready
to help. Thanks to
my daughter, I felt a great deal of pride
that someone in the family was doing something
practical to help raise money to fund cancer
And I wanted to do my part too.
in June 2012, I initiated a fund-raising
effort in the fight against cancer.
I wrote an article in my Travel Newsletter
explaining Sam's program and asking for donations.
I think the message struck home. Thanks to my help
and the help of the dance and travel community, 20
different people contributed. Overnight Sam
thought I had done a good thing. Then suddenly
I was stopped cold in my tracks.
I was stunned by a strange
surprise... and not a very welcome one either.
To my shock, a
friend accused me of supporting an evil money-making
apparatus that has completely duped the American
He wasn't gentle either. In
fact, his words were very cutting.
I love your stories (even if they are not dance related)
because they make for interesting reading. And I
admire Sam for going on a 4,500 mile bike ride. Wow,
that is amazing.
But you are
asking me and others to donate money for cancer research????
you are trying to be Mr. Nice Guy and you honestly believe
that they are actually trying to find a cure for cancer.
But that is
one of the biggest hoaxes and lies ever invented.
realize how many industries and companies are in involved
with cancer "treatments"? I promise you, they do not
want a cure because if a cure is found, then a lot of
businesses will go out of business.
that’s not going to happen anytime soon. MD Anderson
may go out of business? No way. Not going to
happen. These days too many people are making
huge profits out of cancer.
have an ulterior motive? Maybe you want to piggyback
on this "help find a cure for cancer" so you can make some
money for yourself?
then you are no better than the rest. I hope I am
wrong. I always believed you were a good person.
the material. You seem to fear it. Learn about
it now. It will come in handy with your friends and
family now or at a later date.”
The Alleged Medical Conspiracy
To be honest, I felt insulted
that this man had the nerve to accuse me of
unethical behavior. In my opinion, he crossed
the line, so I told him so. However, my deeper
concern was how I should evaluate what Mr. Skeptical had
said. His slap in the face had definitely
gotten my attention. I respected his
intelligence far too much to idly dismiss his
My Question Mark had
definitely been activated.
My first question was to
wonder what was the source of so much
From what I gather, Mr.
Skeptical became involved when his mother fell ill
with cancer. Mr. Skeptical suggested that he
was able to cure his mother's cancer using
In 2008 my mother was
diagnosed with liver cancer. They found
three lumps in her liver using a cat scan (maybe
an MRI, don't remember). I was surprised.
My mother does not drink, did not have
hepatitis, does not take Tylenol/Advil.
What was she doing with liver cancer?
They did a biopsy that
showed it was cancer. This occurred in a small
town north of Las Vegas. Needless to say,
they were slow to get things started. This gave
me time to step in and try to save Mom. I was
now pretty involved in health so I immersed
myself in researching this cancer.
From what I learned, she needed to do
hydrocolonics (at least ten sessions) and do
liver flushes (at least ten flushes preferably
twenty). Hesitantly she complied with what I
told her to do. My Dad did it with her. But she
only would do four sessions of each, no matter
how much I pleaded for her to do more. Two
months later the doctors finally took action.
Mom was told to come back in; they wanted to see
how it progressed and to set up a time to start
taking poison (chemo).
To their surprise, they
could not find the lumps in the liver! The
doctors were horrified and baffled. They had
never seen anything like this before. They did
not know what to do so they told her to go home,
everything was OK.
We won!!! What a relief that was for
But I should have known
better. I did not know enough about
cancer; it has to be watched closely for the
next five years or it may return. And return it
did, three years later, with a vengeance. Mom
and Dad did not tell anyone about it until it
was now in the advanced stages (they waited too
long even go see the doctors).
Mom would not eat now,
that left me with little I could do for her.
Things got bad, we called an ambulance to take
her to the hospital. That is where I learned how
doctors treat cancer patients. They told her
directly that it was hopeless, she only had a
short time to live (talk about a death
About two weeks later she passed away.
This is what the doctor told her would happen
and she believed it.
For the last month of her
life I averaged 10 hours a day researching
cancer. And I continue to research the topic,
even to this
day. The more I learn, the more I realize how
much of a lie cancer research is and that
includes the American Cancer Society.
Mr. Skeptical's personal
testimony struck a chord with me. I did not
know if he was right or wrong in his conclusions,
but I was at least convinced he was sincere.
Like Mr. Skeptical, I am a
truth-seeker. I will study any religion, any
philosophy, any scientific finding, any ghost
stories or any supernatural claim if I think
it will help me understand the Universe better.
So when a man whose opinion I respected had the
nerve to suggest I was seriously misguided, I had
two choices. I could either be offended and
blow him off or I could take him seriously.
With a very heavy heart, I
decided to take him seriously. I did not want
to go through this door, but I did it anyway.
I started by debating him as
best I could.
I am going to tell you
what I know about cancer. I know nothing.
I have no knowledge to refute you or agree with
I do know that cancer treatment is controversial
because no one seems to be able to lick this
sonofabitch, so lots of people take different
All I know is that I trust the doctors I know
personally. These are good men. I also respect
trusted public figures like Sanjay Gupta and
Katie Couric as well… the ones I saw in the
MD Anderson video I posted.
If I am wrong, forgive me for backing the wrong
When I attempted to
argue with him, Mr.
Skeptical did not ease up a bit. Like a good tennis
player, he kept me on the defensive.
Here is Mr.
Rick, based on your
statement "no one seems to be able to lick this
sonofabitch", it is obvious you still believe
what mainstream media and the medical
establishment want you to believe, so I will
repeat myself. All cancers have a cure and they
are already known. Cancer is curable, my
estimation it is over 80% cure rate (meaning a
person will live 10 or more years after
treatment, the other 20% is because of the
But you will never hear
that said from 99.999% of the doctors out there
including your "good men" and especially the
people from MD Anderson. They have been taught
to use poison, burn or cut to help get rid of
cancer which has a low success rate. Ask them,
"What is the success rate for all cancers 10
years after treatment?"
Mr. Skeptical implied that I was totally
ignorant. In fact, he
practically slapped my face with his rebukes.
He recommended I do some investigation before
opening my big mouth again.
He shared some links and told me
to open my eyes.
So I took him up on
his suggestion. I actually
did clink on those links and
begin to poke my nose into the trillion dollar industry
of cancer research and cancer treatment.
To my dismay, I found myself agreeing with Mr.
Skeptical on some of his points.
I am not going to lie about
disgusted by some of my findings. I realized a
profound doubt was developing inside me.
If I or someone I loved like Neil were to develop cancer, I
had a hard time believing I could trust today's accepted
method of cancer treatment.
I was so
depressed. I had no idea what the truth was.
I was paralyzed with doubt.
On the one hand, it was
belief that cancer research is our very best
hope to lick this dread disease,
but no matter how hard I tried, I could not seem to
distrust of the cancer industry.
I made two decisions.
told myself I would not ask anyone for
Until I knew more about what was going on, my
requests for donations was over.
Then I began to
explore what various people
had to say about cancer on the Internet.
been a year now since I began my own research.
During this entire time, my frown
deepened as Neil's health continued to slide towards
the bitter end. When Neil passed away on
Father's Day in June, 2013, I decided the time had
come to deal with his passing. Hating the
helpless feeling I experienced with Neil's death, I
decided the best way to remember Neil would be to
channel that energy and write this story.
what I have learned so far.
Neil was 70 when he
passed away. He is survived by his wife Ellen
(they were married 49 years), his
daughters Marilyn and Stacy, and a considerable
number of grand-children.
Neil is what you
would call a pillar of
society. Neil was both an outstanding husband
as well as a great father. He quietly
volunteered his time to help in his community and
Neil was perhaps the
most brilliant man I have ever met.
When I say
I admit this
is strictly a hunch.
Neil was so innately modest that he never once
touted his accomplishments to me.
Marla and I always grinned at
Neil's modesty. Whenever we gently tried to
pry, Neil would say in his aw shucks voice, "Oh, I
work for the government and I do part-time real
estate. No big deal."
His act would have worked
except that it was obvious the man was a
Now how does that happen?
Neil and Ellen, Marla and Rick.
Picture taken in Malta, December 2010
After Neil passed on, his daughter Stacy
pulled back some of the curtain in her
What we know
Neil held an
extremely high-ranking position as an
intelligence officer in the Navy.
His job was so important
and so secretive that Neil was once
thoroughly vetted and sworn to the utmost
secrecy. He was then promoted to a
highly sensitive post at the heart of
our nation's defense. This explains
why he was so reluctant to discuss what he
did even after his retirement.
Neil had an amazing
career. With an advanced degree in
maritime communications, Neil played a key role in the
development of submarine to submarine
communications and submarine to land as well.
Neil was constantly being promoted. He
went on to coordinate the communications on the AWACS spy planes during the Gulf War.
As you may remember, it was our complete air
superiority that kept American casualties to
a bare minimum. Neil played a big part
on the Navy's eye in the sky.
Neil went on to help
develop the Patriot Missile Intercept
program. The 2012 flare-up
Strip and Israel offered
the first real test of this system.
The results were impressive.
The system destroyed 95 incoming
missiles at a 93% success rate. Thanks in
part to Neil’s work, our close ally Israel
became a much safer
place to live.
years ago, Marla heard that Neil and Ellen
had attended some sort of
in San Diego back around 1993. That was all Marla was
told. At the
learned the whole story. She discovered that
dinner was actually
in Neil’s honor.
The Pentagon’s top brass
was in attendance
Clinton was scheduled to give Neil a plaque
for his service.
The funny thing is
that Neil never explained a thing about it
to his sister Marla. This was all news
Oddly enough, I am not surprised by any of these
revelations. My instincts
me all along there was
something remarkable about Neil
that he was hiding.
I confess I
was never any good at getting Neil to talk
about his job. And it
wasn't for lack of effort either. I
tried to get him to take the bait several
times without success. Like any good
spy, Neil kept his secrets to himself.
only revelation I ever got out of
Neil was the
admission that there was a California
element to the 9-11 conspiracy.
there were plans on that fateful day to fly
a plane into a Los Angeles skyscraper.
However these plans were foiled by the
decision to ground all planes after the Twin
Towers were hit.
California is three time zones
removed from the East
Coast, the plane targeted for use in
California had not yet left the ground. In
Neil’s opinion, whoever made that move saved
a lot of lives. The terror cell assigned to
attack Los Angeles was left twiddling their
thumbs in some airport
definitely say I felt goose bumps when Neil
shared that story.
Neil wasn’t just
brilliant in the intelligence field. He was a
genius at playing the real estate game
as well. For thirty years, Neil and
Ellen mastered the art of buying property, fixing
the place up, moving in for a while, then flipping
the home every
few years at a substantial
profit. Then they would upgrade to an even better
home and start all over again. By the time
they were finished, Neil and Ellen had a mansion on
a bluff overlooking a golf course in a plush San
Diego gated community.
a lifetime of clever
moves, Neil became a millionaire.
Despite growing up poor, he did it the American way through
education, hard work and
keen insight. Wouldn’t it be nice to be as
My respect for Neil was profound.
The amazing thing
about Neil is that despite his accomplishments, he
always remained an extremely modest,
Neil spent his entire life
in service to his country with no expectation of any
However, I think it is safe
now to reveal to the world that Neil was a very
definitely one of
America's unsung heroes.
And what is my point?
chosen Neil as my reason to learn about cancer. Like Neil, we
have all lost someone. We all know someone close to us who is sick
now or who has recently died of cancer.
also know there is no guarantee of safety for the rest of us.
There is no place to hide! Our own genetics might be the
cause. Common factors that contribute to cancer include diet,
tobacco, obesity, infections, alcohol, exposure to radiation, stress, lack of
physical activity, and environmental pollutants.
know cancer could be hiding in what we eat, in the walls at work,
the water we drink, or smoke from the guy sitting next to us. Avoiding cancer is like walking through a minefield.
the time we will never even know what the cause was. The day
might come when we visit the doctor with a lingering cough, a sore
hip or unusual weight loss only to find this minor symptom is
related to the disease we all dread.
question on everyone's mind is the same.
What can we do about it?
The Select Fraternity of Dead Pioneers
"Half the time we will never
even know what the cause was...."
Towards the end, Neil shared a startling
observation with Marla. In his role as a naval
intelligence officer, Neil served considerable time
aboard some of the earliest
U.S. atomic submarines.
Neil commented darkly that every single man in his
unit had already died from cancer. Neil was
the last surviving member.
That was soon
Neil was a pioneer
had unwittingly risked his life
by working on those
nuclear subs. His point was
unmistakable. There was
strong circumstantial evidence
leaks on those vessels. Somehow the men had
all been exposed to something that was harmful.
They had no idea that they were being poisoned
until many years later.
learned what Neil suspected had happened to
him, I immediately thought of Madame Curie,
the brilliant Polish physicist who
discovered radioactivity at the turn of the
was rewarded for her
brilliant work with two Nobel Prizes,
but she also paid a high price. Madame
Curie died from aplastic anemia brought on
by her years of exposure to radiation.
Of course no one in those days had any idea
how dangerous radioactivity was.
Cancer had claimed an unknowing victim,
Marie Curie, one of our finest scientists.
There is an
old saying about “pioneers”. You can
always tell who the pioneers are by the
arrows in their back.
In other words, there is
great danger in being the first person on
the scene. What a shame that
Neil and Madame Curie had
to learn their lessons the hard way.
untimely death was eerily paralleled by the death of
Rosalind Franklin back in the Fifties. Dr.
Franklin was a researcher who used x-rays
in an attempt to unlock
the secrets of DNA and the Double Helix. Dr.
Watson had been trying his entire career
to decipher the secret of
DNA without success.
However, when Watson
observed Franklin’s x-rays of DNA
spiral bands for the first
time, shortly thereafter he had
insight that solved the
Dr. Watson would go on to
receive the Nobel Prize for Science.
Unfortunately, his colleague
Dr. Franklin wasn’t around to share in the
glory. She had died several
years earlier of ovarian cancer at age 37.
Frequent exposure to X-ray
radiation is considered a likely factor in her
illness. She had no idea
how dangerous her work was until it was too late.
Neil got sick
November 2011. Determined to lick the disease,
Neil was a model patient. He did EVERYTHING
the doctors asked him to do. Neil ran the
gamut… surgery, chemo, radiation therapy....
or, as Mr. Skeptical would say, the
cut, poison and burn.
Unfortunately, none of
it really worked.
Yes, Neil went into
remission a couple of times. And yes, the
doctors definitely extended his life by anywhere
from half a year to
perhaps a year.
But in the end, his passing was
one more bitter, senseless defeat for the mainstream
approach to curing cancer.
The Sad State of Modern
As I pointed out, Neil was a very
wealthy man. Obviously we can conclude that
wealth is no guarantee of
health. Like the wealthy Apple genius Steve Jobs who
also died of “incurable cancer”, Neil could afford the
finest medical care imaginable. A lot of good it did
For that matter, there is a
long list of well-heeled
celebrities who have suffered the
same fate – Michael Landon, Patrick Swayze, Farrah Fawcett
and Linda McCartney to name a few. Add
John Wayne, Steve McQueen, Yul Brynner and Humphrey Bogart
to the list. For that matter, cancer claimed
Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, and Sammy Davis,
the entire Rat Pack.
All their money and fame could not save
any of them.
Of course it is noteworthy
that most of these people were heavy smokers and heavy drinkers.
So it isn’t all that surprising that they paid
a stiff price for their
years of hard living.
But what about people who know the
risks and take precautions?
What bothers me
even more is when I notice
an article in the Houston Chronicle about an
MD Anderson physician who died of cancer. I
have seen three such stories in the paper. If
people who have devoted their entire lives to fighting this
disease aren’t safe, then what hope is there for the common
people to survive?
Wouldn’t one assume that all that
knowledge would save them? Apparently not.
If cancer doctors aren't safe, then none
of us are.
Neil was very careful about
his health. Neil exercised religiously all his life,
watched his diet and his weight carefully, and avoided the
pitfalls of alcohol and tobacco. He did everything you
are supposed to do to minimize the risk.
Consequently, Neil was
pretty bitter about his illness. Personally, I think
he had every right to be angry. After a life of
moderation, Neil deserved to be rewarded with good health.
It aggravated him no end to “die before his time”. Of
course 70 isn’t exactly ‘young’, but it does fall
significantly short of 76, the average life expectancy of
the American male.
About Steve Jobs, Poster Boy for Cancer Treatment Futility
The fact of the matter is that
everyone knows the cure rate of mainstream medicine
is abysmal. Some people suggest a cancer
victim has a 1 in 3 chance of living more than 5
years after diagnosis using conventional treatment
That doesn't sound very
optimistic, does it?
much-publicized story of the cancer treatment
received by Steve Jobs has affected us all because
it gives a startlingly transparent glimpse into the
status of today's cancer treatment.
nutshell, there are two approaches to curing cancer.
There is the mainstream method of surgery,
radiation, and chemotherapy. Then there are
various alternative methods involving anything from
herbal teas to strictly controlled diet to ancient
what I gather, Steve Jobs tried both methods.
He tried alternative methods first, then switched to
conventional treatment. Although the
conventional methods failed miserably, the defenders
like to say it was his own fault for wasting nine
months trying the alternative method route.
Steve Jobs’ biographer, Walter Isaacson, the Apple
mastermind eventually came to regret the decision he had
made years earlier to reject potentially life-saving
surgery in favor of alternative treatments like
acupuncture, dietary supplements and juices.
Though he ultimately embraced the surgery and sought out
cutting-edge experimental methods, they were not enough
to save him.
Jobs’ cancer had been discovered by chance during a CT
scan in 2003 to look for kidney stones, during which
doctors saw a “shadow” on his pancreas. Isaacson told
CBS’ 60 Minutes last night that while the news was not
good, the upside was that the form of pancreatic cancer
from which Jobs suffered (a neuroendocrine islet tumor)
was one of the 5% or so that are slow growing and most
likely to be cured.
But Jobs refused surgery after diagnosis and for nine
months after, favoring instead dietary treatments and
other alternative methods. Isaacson says that when he
asked Jobs why he had resisted it, Jobs said “I didn’t
want my body to be opened… I didn’t want to be violated
in that way.”
resistance to surgery was apparently incomprehensible to
his wife and close friends, who continually urged him to
do it. But there seemed to be more to his
resistance than just fear of surgery.
“I think that he kind of felt that if you ignore
something,” Isaacson told CBS, “if you don’t want
something to exist, you can have magical thinking. And
it had worked for him in the past.”
It worked in business, anyway – and brilliantly. Jobs’
employees had joked that surrounding him was a “reality
distortion field,” which allowed him to make his own
rules, and conjure up new products for which there was
no precedent or apparent market. His capacity to create
the reality he envisioned – and convince others of it –
was a large part of his business success.
Another element of Jobs’ decision-making process was,
according to Isaacson, his trust of his own instinct.
Jobs had spent time studying Buddhism in India, and he
felt it served him in his work. “The main thing I’ve
learned is intuition, that the people in India are not
just pure rational thinkers, that the great spiritual
ones also have an intuition.”
But however well his intuition and “magical thinking”
may have worked for him at work, Jobs’ postponement of
surgery in favor of alternative means was a bizarre
executive decision. “We talked about this a lot,” says
the biographer. “He wanted to talk about it, how he
regretted it. … I think he felt he should have been
operated on sooner.”
By the time Jobs finally opted for surgery, the cancer
had spread. He had an under-the-radar liver transplant
and began putting a lot of energy into researching the
most sophisticated experimental methods, making a
complete about-face from how he began his treatment
According to the New York Times, Jobs was one of the few
people in the world to have his genome sequenced.
Collaborating researchers at several institutions
sequenced his DNA in order to develop a treatment that
would target his specifically mutated cell pathways. He
went for an experimental treatment in Switzerland in
2009, which involved using a radioactive isotope to
attack the faulty hormone-producing cells of the body.
These treatments may well have extended his life, but
nine months is a long time to wait in cancer time. And
while there’s truth to the notion that food and
supplements can aid a body’s repair mechanisms, there’s
a limit to what they can do. Pancreatic cancer is one of
the most insidious forms of cancer, and has few
Isaacson says Jobs started talking about an afterlife
more and more towards the end. On one of the interview
recordings, Jobs says, “Maybe it’s because I want to
believe in an afterlife. That when you die, it doesn’t
just all disappear. The wisdom you’ve accumulated.
Somehow it lives on.”
But he adds, “Yeah, but sometimes I think it’s just like
an on-off switch. Click and you’re gone. And that’s why
I don’t like putting on-off switches on Apple devices.”
It’s impossible to know what went into Jobs’ decisions
at work and at home, and whether his unexpected medical
decisions were in spite of or because of his business
brilliance. But for a man who revolutionized the way we
work, communicate, and play, it’s certain that his life
was too short.
As you have read, people have suggested that Steve
Jobs compromised his chance for survival by wasting time
with “alternative” cancer treatments,
also referred to as “holistic medicine”
and “empiric medicine”.
more information about Steve Jobs and his fight to survive.
It comes from a mainstream medical doctor.
I do not know the identity of the man quoted here,
but his diagnosis seems knowledgeable, so I will share it
and let you judge for yourself.
“I am a
Professor of Medicine and Associate Chief of Medical
Oncology at a major medical center with extensive
experience in this arena.
From my understanding of the literature, my personal
experience with this kind of tumor, and my understanding
of Mr. Jobs condition from reading between the lines of
what has been reported, this is what likely happened:
Jobs was diagnosed with a neuroendocrine tumor of
the pancreas which, like a great majority of these
tumors, likely had micrometastatic spread at
diagnosis. I agree that he likely had a resection of
the tumor, whether through a Whipple procedure or
another less radical procedure. Whether he had some
liver involvement at diagnosis is unclear, but my
bet is that he had some minimal liver abnormalities
on CT of unclear significance, and they went ahead
with the surgery given his age and his desires.
Neuroendocrine tumors of the pancreas do not respond
all that well to cytotoxic chemotherapy. There are a
few older papers in the literature on intrahepatic
chemotherapy with anthracyclines, as well as papers
on 5-FU and streptozocin systemic therapy. Most of
the papers give median survivals for this disease of
I suspect that Mr. Jobs liver metastases showed up
within a few years of diagnosis and he did get
systemic and likely intrahepatic chemotherapy. Some
pictures released of Mr. Jobs sometime in the late
2000's show him with no hair.
The major complications of these types of tumors
have to do with the hormones they secrete. That is
why Mr. Jobs had his weight loss.
We also know that he had a liver transplant in 2009
at a hospital in Memphis. This was likely because
the tumor burden in his liver and the systemic
symptoms such (i.e. the weight loss) were such that
a heroic effort of that nature was a reasonable
option. It gave all of us two more years of Mr.
The reason for his cancer progression and likely
death was progressive tumor in either the abdomen (carcinomatous
peritonitis with attendant bowel obstruction--the
most likely scenario) or recolonization of his liver
with metastases (less likely).
He outlived the median survival of his disease by
a few years.
Whether he used alternative therapies or not had
absolutely no effect on his survival or outcome --
that was dictated from day one by his tumor and its
biology, and our current lack of effective therapies
for this condition.
It is rare that we have such a public
illness. It is also rare that we have a man with the
means to afford any possible cancer treatment he could
desire to try. You have to hand it to the man.
Steve Jobs tried everything!
For example, he
went all the way to Switzerland to have his genome sequenced. That experimental
treatment in Switzerland is right on the cutting edge of the
latest greatest in mainstream cancer treatment. Too bad for
all of us that it didn't work.
Unfortunately, the only positive
conclusion we can draw is that maybe Steve Jobs lived two years
longer than he was supposed to. Sadly, in the end, the
finest cancer treatment suggested by the
brightest minds in medicine still came up short.
As the stories of Steve Jobs and Neil
make perfectly clear, once someone is sick, finding a cure
for cancer is a formidable challenge even for people with
access to the finest medical care available. That is
very depressing news for all of us.
Welcome to the Conspiracy
The main reason
that Mr. Skeptical's
criticism hurt me so much is that it hit
right on a weak spot. I
don’t exactly trust mainstream medicine myself. Mr.
Skeptical’s negativity exploited my own doubts about the
direction of cancer treatment.
When people like Steve Jobs,
Neil and the MD Anderson doctors
die of cancer despite having access to the best
minds in the business, what kind of hope is there for the
rest of us? To an uninformed person like myself,
it seems like we are still in the Dark Ages when it comes to
The critics of mainstream medicine
point out that the Cancer Industry has become such a big
business that it has become "too big to fail". Where
have we heard that before? In other words, too many
people are dependent on conventional cancer treatment to
even dare to suggest it isn't working.
man named G Edward Griffin said this in his book
World Without Cancer:
"...eliminating cancer through a non-drug therapy has
not been accepted because of the hidden economic and
power agendas of those who dominate the medical
very top of the world's economic and political pyramid
of power there is a grouping of financial, political,
and industrial interests that, by the very nature of
their goals, are the natural enemies of the nutritional
approaches to health."
policy-makers in the medical, pharmaceutical, research
and fund-raising organizations deliberately or
unconsciously strive not to prevent or cure cancer in
order to perpetuate their functions."
If I read that third quote correctly,
this man suggests there are people who could care less if we
take our sweet time curing cancer. Now that is a
cynical thought indeed.
There is no doubt that cancer is
Big Business. A rule of thumb suggests that
each cancer patient spends
an average of $50,000
fighting their disease.
Although some cancer victims
end up bankrupt as well as dead, someone clearly benefits
from their suffering.
With one million new American cancer
patients a year, that adds up to
50 billion dollars.
The cynics suggest that a lot of
doctors, a lot of drug companies, a lot of
hospitals and a lot of cancer researchers have come
to depend on the unending supply of those cancer
What would happen to this giant
apparatus if someone discovered that some obscure
mushroom growing in the rainforest of Brazil could
solve the problem quickly and inexpensively?
Then the entire House of Cards
would come tumbling down.
My problem is that I
happen to agree that
an awful lot of people are making an
awful lot of money off cancer.
Why bother curing it when cancer
is making so much money for so many people?
It is so ironic
to remember how cigarette
commercials dominated TV advertisements
when I grew up. The
ridiculous thing is that some doctors weren't much
smarter than the rest of us. Remember the days
when cigarette ads would fill the TV screen with
garbage like "Most doctors prefer Camels"?
Compare that to
today. Now when I watch TV,
the cigarette commercials are gone, but it
seems like cancer hospital
advertisements have taken their place. It is
darkly ironic to see one cancer hospital
after another competing
for all the sick people out there.
advertisement claimed that their chemotherapy was so
accurate it would target only the cancer cells and
bypass the healthy cells. Oh really?
Some hospitals even
promise to care about the people they treat!!
Wow! One would assume that would be automatic, but
apparently not. One begins to wonder what the
surcharge is for the extra cost of hiring personnel
that actually ‘cares’.
It is commercials
like these that underscore what big business cancer
Thanks to all those cigarette commercials from
thirty years ago, today we have an entire
generation of Baby Boomers about to get sick at
the same time. Surely
these giant hospitals are licking their chops at all
the upcoming profits.
thinly disguised greed behind the
constant hospital commercials on TV only serves to
make me more suspicious.
Chronicle isn't doing much to ease my mind either.
Not long ago, the Houston
Chronicle began hammering away at
MD Anderson. The Houston Chronicle ran one headline
after another regarding
financial improprieties over at MD Anderson.
The articles were
difficult for me to understand, so I guess the articles were written
in some sort of code with lawyers
looking over shoulders. I could be
wrong, but the implication to me was
that some of the leaders in Houston’s cancer community were
On the surface, it appeared certain
high-ranking influence to champion
cancer treatment drugs they had just happened to own stock in. It looked
like they were using their position to make huge
profits off the cancer drugs they were sponsoring. Of
course I could be wrong. Maybe I misread it.
From what I gather, the Holy
Grail in cancer is creating
synthetic drug that actually beats this disease.
Unfortunately, no one has even come close.
Nevertheless, the drug companies,
aka “Big Pharma”, had found a way to
rope in gigantic profits even from drugs
that accomplish very little. One
drug kills cancer cells, two more drugs negate the harmful
side effects, and another drug helps kill the pain and
nausea caused by the other drugs. It makes you want to
shake your head and say, "Enough already!"
At times like this, the mere
mention of the cancer industry makes me feel
ask myself this question, “Do I dare trust these guys or
A lot of people probably agree with
me, but once they get sick, what other choice do they have?
of the Medical Profession
the lingering distrust of the medical profession is
almost as rampant as our distrust of the
politicians. Who can we trust to do the right
More than any other
book, Robin Cook’s Seventies novel Coma
touched a national nerve when it suggested there are
doctors out there who would stop at nothing to make
a buck. Yes, Coma was fiction, but Cook made
his terrifying thriller so plausible that I remember
believing something like this could really happen.
The book and the movie made it easy to
believe there really are doctors who would
do anything for a profit… even something as
far-fetched as deliberately murdering patients and
harvesting their organs.
After that book came
out and the movie as well, no one could ever enter a
hospital again without feeling a creepy touch of
1993 Fugitive remake with Harrison Ford revolved
around a conspiracy of false drug
test data. Once this drug was approved, the crooked
doctor stood to become fabulously wealthy. Only
one problem - it didn't work. So
doctor decided to kill to protect his secret.
"Kimble discovers that
Sykes, the one-armed
man, is employed by a pharmaceutical company scheduled to release a new drug called Provasic.
Kimble had investigated the drug in the past and revealed
that it caused liver damage. This would have prevented it
from being approved by the FDA. He also deduces that a
fellow doctor leading the drug's development had
arranged a cover-up and ordered Sykes to kill him.
Kimble's wife's death was an accident caused by Sykes'
botched assassination attempt."
But this stuff is all
fiction, right? There isn’t anything such as a crooked
doctor or an ethically-challenged doctor
in real life, is there? No
one would resort to murder to protect millions in
pharmaceutical drug profits?
As it turns out, I have first hand evidence
that there are doctors who have no
conscience when it comes to exploiting patients for
their own ends.
Off My Nose to Make a Point
You have surely
heard the old saying about the guy who cuts
off his nose to spite his face. Well, I didn’t
do it deliberately, but one time I actually did cut off the tip of my nose.
By looking at me now, you
would never know it. For the purpose of this
chapter, I asked Marla if she could see any sort of
scarring on my nose. Marla looked carefully
and then shook her head 'no'. Mind you, Marla
is as scrupulously honest as they come.
They say it just
takes one rotten apple to
spoil the barrel. Well, in
1997 I met a rotten doctor.
I don’t remember his name, but I will never
forget him. I'm sure he's
still out there. This jerk put
a distrust of medical professionals in my heart that
I have never been able to shake.
It was a bizarre
accident to be sure. My
daughter Sam was six. We were scheduled
to leave on a ski trip the following day. I
was at the print shop on a Saturday morning.
I was there to get some last-minute
dance studio schedules
to leave behind while I was gone for a week.
Patrick, the owner
of the print shop, had become a personal friend.
I knew he often brought his kids with him on
Saturday mornings, so I
brought Sam along to play with
some time on my hands waiting for the print job to be
completed, so I went outside to
play with the kids. I immediately began chasing them.
I was the big monster and the little kids were running from
me. It was in fun. They were laughing and screaming with excitement. To escape,
three of the children ran down a narrow alley behind the
building. I didn't want to actually scare
the kids, so I stayed about 15 feet behind them, growling
with monster sounds and threatening to catch them.
That’s when the accident
happened. As I chased after the kids,
suddenly my head was violently snapped backwards. I had no idea
gone wrong. Instantly
I began falling backwards to the
ground. Something out of
thin air had hit me, but what?
As I hit the ground, I felt
a searing pain in my face. I saw blood dripping from my
face onto the sidewalk. That’s when I noticed the
front tip of my nose had been nearly completely severed.
It was just barely hanging on to my nose by a slim thread of skin.
So what happened?
It turns out that there was a metal wire that extended from
the metal building to the metal fence. I have no idea
what the purpose of the wire was, but it
crossed the alley about five and a half feet off the
The small children had run
under the wire without a problem, so their
gave me no reason to suspect there was any danger. And
the wire was too thin for me to see at the speed I was
running. I never had
the wire was even there.
And I am sure whoever put the wire there had
idea it was in a dangerous spot. In other words, this
was a freak accident.
wire caught me right where my moustache is and snapped my
head back. Oddly enough, it didn't
really hurt that much. The bone right under my nose is
pretty strong. The pain came after the wire nearly cut
my nose off as my head tilted back.
But I will tell you this – it could have been a lot worse.
At the speed I was running, if I had caught that same wire
on my throat, I could have been killed. On
the other hand, if it had hit my chest, I wouldn't have been
hurt at all.
As I lay there, I cautiously
put the tip of my nose back where it belonged and held it
in place with my finger.
The kids went inside and got help.
brought me a towel to help stop
the bleeding. Then he drove me to the emergency room.
I was really upset because I knew our expensive ski trip
had just gone down the drain thanks to this accident.
That hurt almost as much as the
After hours of waiting, a
plastic surgeon on call finally
showed up. He sure took his sweet time
The doctor proceeded to
deaden my nose with a series of shots. Those shots
sent stabbing pains throughout my nose. My nose was so
sensitive that I wanted to scream! Ouch! Those
I was ready to accept pain for one
shot, but why did each new shot hurt so much? For example,
at the dentist’s office they
give a local anesthetic that hurts a
little but not much to numb the area. Then ten minutes
later they bring on the stronger stuff.
Furthermore I have had stitches before.
the first shot numbs the area sufficiently and the rest of
the shots don't hurt much at all.
This was totally differently.
Each new shot hurt as much as the previous one. I didn't
I immediately complained.
Did these shots really have to hurt so much? I asked if these painful shots were his only choice.
Surely there was there was a less painful way to handle
this numbing problem.
The doctor did not answer my
question. Instead he told me to be quiet; he needed to
got the message. I had no choice to comply.
So I trembled with
fear in anticipation with each new
shot. This doctor really hurt me with those numbing
injections. Furthermore I couldn’t figure out why I needed
six different injections in such a small area.
To put it into perspective, the entire numbing procedure
turned out to be equal to any pain I have experienced as
To be honest, I still have a lingering
suspicion that if the man had waited longer between shots,
the pain would not have been anywhere near as intense.
Why not give the anesthetic five or ten minutes to spread
like the dentist does?
minutes of non-stop injections, finally it was over.
Once my nose was deadened, the doctor sewed the tip of my
nose back on. Humpty Dumpty was ready to go.
Then the doctor handed me his card and told me to make a
follow-up appointment at his office in four days.
I asked him if I could go on
my ski trip. After all, a nose cut
isn't exactly a life-threatening injury. Besides,
inside a ski mask I wouldn't look any different from the
He looked at me like I was out of my mind and
shook his head ‘no’. Did I want to risk an
Did I want to fall and risk losing
Well, I suppose he was right, but to
this day I think if I was careful, I could have gone.
Look at it this way - basketball players get stitches in
their face all the time and come right back into the game.
So that's another issue where I didn't trust my doctor.
There was a feeling I had about this
guy that I didn't like.
Four days later I showed up
in his office. Immediately the doctor began talking
about a very ambitious plastic surgery project. He was
going to take skin off my butt and put it on my nose.
The cost was prohibitive, but he was sure that my insurance
would cover it “after the deductible” of course.
It wasn’t the money that
made me hesitate. The deal killer for me was when he
said he was going to deaden my nose the same way again with
a new series of shots.
I was dismayed. If
I had any choice in the matter, I didn’t EVER want to
feel that kind of pain again. I asked the doctor a
simple question. What would
happen if we did nothing? Now that there were
stitches, wouldn’t the tip of the nose eventually reattach
on its own? Wouldn't new skin grow in on
The doctor said my nose
would be deformed for the rest of my life. He
suggested that I would look like an escapee from a leper
Why take that risk?
convinced. I pointed out that I had managed to live
with acne scars all my life, so what was the problem with a
small scar on my nose?
He shook his head in
disgust. He implied that would be the stupidest
decision I ever made. Did I really want to walk around
with a massive scar on my nose for everyone to laugh at?
I admit I am woefully ignorant about
medical treatment. But I have learned to trust my gut
and I didn't trust him one bit. I was already angry that I had
trusted him on his curt "No Ski Trip" command.
Now I didn't believe him about that scar. However, my lack
of medical knowledge kept me openly challenging him.
Frightened and insecure, I
asked about the surgery again. Did I really have to go
through those painful shots again? Couldn’t he
knock me out ahead of time?
At this point, the doctor
insulted me. He called me a sissy. He pointed to
his own forehead and said he himself had undergone those
same shots when he had received his recent expensive hair
transplants. If he could withstand the pain,
why couldn’t I?
For starters, I imagine shots in the
forehead would not hurt as much as a hyper-sensitive wounded
nose. And I resented his macho approach to shaming me.
The doctor was so aggressive
and so insistent that suspicion continued
I could not shake the feeling that this surgery might
actually be unnecessary. I was almost certain this
doctor was trying to exploit my situation for his own gain. However I doubted I would
ever get a straight answer from this
doctor. He saw me as a mean
Someone had to pay for those
grafts, right? My new nose would keep him from being
bald. I felt like he was playing
me for the world’s biggest sucker.
So I pretended to go along
with him. I made another appointment with
him for the following week just to
be able to leave without further bullying.
When I got home, I made an appointment
with a dermatologist I had seen once
before to remove a wart. The
dermatologist told me exactly what I thought he would say.
He said that if I did nothing, the nose would heal and new
skin would grow in naturally. The dermatologist
scoffed at the leper reference. He said
all I had to do was keep it clean and it would heal on its
own. Then he added that in two or
three months, the average person would never notice a thing.
It turned out the
dermatologist was right. My nose turned dark black and I
definitely looked like a monster
for a while. Then after a month, the new skin came in.
Other than the fact that my pink nose tip didn't match the
rest of my nose, the nose didn’t look so bad any more. Two
months later, the coloring blended and the nose was as good as new.
I might add that today no
And what is my point?
I contend this story shows there
are some unethical people in the medical profession who will
exploit the vulnerability of fearful patients. If a
certain patient has the right insurance, the sky is the
limit for the procedures they will suggest.
I am aware of the dangers of generalization based on one
incident. And I am also
well aware that unethical people can be found in every
Are there also unethical
lawyers? Yes. And there are also unethical stock
brokers, unethical politicians, unethical
therapists and unethical religious
For that matter, there are
even unethical dance teachers. I know a couple that
come to mind. But on the other hand, dance students are not
typically at the mercy of their Jitterbug instructors.
Unless the instructor cripples
them with bad advice, they can come and go as they please.
That's a small joke, incidentally.
It is medical patients who
are the most vulnerable of all. They are afraid for
their lives, but often they don't have a
clue what their doctor is saying
or what will happen if they don't follow his advice.
That dependency makes them easy to
How many people
to know what a doctor is talking about when he explains
cancer? Oncology, metastasis, DNA mutations,
chromosome abnormalities, tumor suppressor genes, epigenetic
Do you know what those terms mean? I sure don’t.
It's mumbo jumbo to me.
most patients have little medical training.
Just as I wrestled with the
sincerity of my evil plastic surgeon, how
are they supposed to judge what the doctor is saying?
Given their pain, given their fear and given their
ignorance, these vulnerable people are almost totally at the mercy of
their doctor. They don’t even know what questions to
ask. This vulnerability makes them totally dependent
on their doctor’s advice.
How My Mother Became a Medicare
example of why I don’t trust the medical profession.
When my mother was on her death bed, the doctors
performed what was termed a “risky experimental
procedure” on her heart. A special balloon was
flown in from Minnesota for insertion. It was a
test procedure. This
operation had never been tried before.
If it worked, it was supposed to buy Mom another six
months… or so they said.
I was very
skeptical. They didn't
bother to add she would be weak and totally
bed-ridden for those six months. The chances
of Mom ever going home again were remote.
It seemed like my mother was being used
the same way a lab rat would be. Mom was in a
very weak condition. She had heart failure,
cancer, kidney collapse… the wolves were circling.
It was a race to see which dire threat
would kill her first.
exactly was the point of this expensive and
elaborate heart procedure?
I concluded these
so-called noble doctors
were determined to prolong life at any cost… as long
as Medicare would pay for it.
However, it wasn’t
my call. My mother made the decision to give
it a try. So I shut up and
stood by to see the results.
What a giant, colossal
failure. First Mom nearly died on the operating table.
They had to take profound measures just to revive her.
Then she never regained consciousness once the
operation was over. Mom died
of a massive coronary
about fifteen hours after the surgery.
So much for the experimental balloon. All I can say is a quiet thank you that
she probably didn't feel a thing.
But I was disgusted that all my
reservations about this ridiculous operation had come to
pass. What a colossal waste of time and good money.
I don't even want to begin to know what the cost was.
I stopped counting the day the hospital billed her $750 to
send a taxi to bring Mom to a chemo treatment. If a
glorified taxi ride is $750, then I shudder to think what
they charged for this useless operation.
But someone had to pay for this operation,
right? That "someone"
would be you and I. And we wonder why Medicare saps
our national budget. You need wonder no longer.
What a racket.
concluded was there is definitely a type of doctor
whose judgment seems guided by how much money he can
generate for himself and the hospital.
This story made me understand why Medicare is so costly to
the American taxpayer. We have all heard of the
mythical "death panels" and I certainly don't envy the life
and death decisions doctors have to make. That said, I
firmly believe my mother's surgery was a clear-cut abuse of
the system... abuses that probably take place all the time.
So now I have explained why
I have a profound distrust of the medical establishment.
And don’t get me started on the skyrocketing cost of medical
the past several years, health insurance
premiums have increased
for everyone at a rate far greater
than the rate of inflation. I worry
that the insurance industry is completely out of
I don't even
know who to blame, but I am certain that I would be appalled
if I knew the whole truth.
Not only are the monthly premiums
the medical insurance companies
deny payment on procedures at the drop of a hat.
I have first-hand experience that you
can’t even argue with them. They always have a reason
to explain why this or that isn’t covered.
Even when you have
insurance, you don’t even know
for sure what they will and what they won't pay for!
For example, I
have had two
routine colonoscopies in the past six years. The first
colonoscopy cost nothing, but I paid for the last colonoscopy out
of my own pocket. I didn't expect to pay a cent. It
was just another routine checkup recommended by my doctor.
insurance found a reason to not pay. The reason given for
denial of payment was that four small benign polyps were
removed. That is kind of odd
considering that during my first colonoscopy they also
removed four small benign polyps. My first routine colonoscopy was completely
covered. What is it about the new set of polyps that
gives the insurance company a reason to deny payment?
I couldn't argue with them.
Finally I gave up and paid the deductible. It was an
extra $2,500 out of my pocket that I will never see again.
When a person like me is retired, losing that money stings
But why do I even bother elaborating?
I don’t need to say
another word because you all know
exactly what I
am talking about from your own experience. We
are all in the same boat. Something is deeply wrong
with the medical field and none of us know what to do about
I have identified two
enormous obstacles in the medical
The first problem is
guessing who the good guys are and
dangerous ones are.
The second problem is negotiating
with the insurance industry and their bag of dirty tricks.
Given what I have said so
far, you might think I don’t trust anyone. Not so.
my daughter's pediatrician implicitly. She was a
caring, brilliant woman who took
wonderful care of my daughter Sam back when she was growing up.
And I trust my own personal care doctor
completely. I am convinced he is a decent man
who has my best interests in mind at all times.
He takes the time to
answer my questions and his
answers seem reasonable. I
remain wonderfully healthy, so it is easy for me to
believe in him. I willingly follow his
advice at all times.
For that matter, I
know dozens of other people in the medical field who
I believe are fine, decent human beings.
I am convinced these
people are in medicine for all
the right reasons and that
they do unimaginable good on a daily basis.
The problem is
finding out who the good ones are and who the
dangerous ones are before it is too late. I
consider that today’s medical industry is
many good people,
but there are clearly greedy, exploitive
people in the profession as well.
Just thinking about my evil
plastic surgeon makes me shudder. How do I
avoid getting stuck with someone like him again?
It isn’t easy to
navigate the minefields. Who are
the dangerous ones? How are we
supposed to know who the good guys are and who the
bad guys are?
After all, they all
wear the same white lab coat.
Further Criticism of Modern
Friedman and Linus Pauling
certainly not the only person who is suspicious of the
medical industry. From what I gather, there are many
prominent men who have severely criticized the AMA.
Apparently their prestige is too great
for them to worry the AMA might
try to suppress their voices.
(1912 – 2006) was a leading American economist who
taught at the University of Chicago for more than
three decades. He was a recipient of the Nobel
Memorial Prize in Economic Sciences.
A survey of
economists ranked Friedman as the second most
popular economist of the twentieth century after
John Maynard Keynes.
The Economist described
Friedman as "the most influential economist of the
second half of the 20th century and quite possibly
the entire century."
asserted that the American Medical Association acts
as a “guild”, a fancy name for a group of people who
exert total control over their particular craft
to increase profits.
Over the years, the
AMA has attempted to increase physicians' wages and
fees by influencing limitations on the supply of
Friedman said "the
AMA has engaged in extensive litigation charging
chiropractors and osteopathic (holistic) physicians
with the unlicensed practice of medicine, in an
attempt to restrict them to as narrow an area as
the AMA completely controls the medical field with
Pauling (1901 –1994) was an American
biochemist, peace activist, author, and educator.
He was one of the most influential chemists in
history and ranks among the most important
scientists of the 20th century. Pauling was
one of the founders of quantum
chemistry and molecular biology.
Linus Pauling was
included in a list of the 20 greatest scientists of
all time by the magazine New Scientist.
Einstein was the only other scientist from the
20th century on the list.
Gautam Desiraju, the
author of the Millennium Essay in Nature, claimed
that Pauling was one of the greatest
visionaries of the millennium, along with Galileo,
Newton, and Einstein.
For his scientific
work, Pauling was awarded the Nobel Prize in
Chemistry in 1954. For his peace activism, he was
awarded the Nobel Peace Prize In 1962.
the only person in history to be awarded two
unshared Nobel Prizes.
Here is what Linus Pauling
said about the war on cancer in 1989.
This quote appeared on the book jacket of The
Cancer Industry by Ralph W. Moss, PhD:
revelations in this book about the ways in which the
American people have been betrayed by the cancer
establishment, the medical profession, and the government
Everyone should know that the ‘war on cancer’ is largely a
fraud, and that the National Cancer Institute and the
American Cancer Society are derelict in their duties to the
people who support them.”
Regarding Chapter Two
of the Cancer Diaries
a growing body of evidence that suggests the American Medical Association
has suppressed many attempts to find a
non-pharmaceutical cure for cancer. Those of
you who are familiar with the bitter Laetrile
controversy will know what I am talking about.
Personally, if this is true, I am dismayed. I
say it makes absolutely no sense not to explore
Nature in search of a cure for cancer.
ample anecdotal evidence that cures for many
diseases can be found in Nature. We already
know that certain foods offer protection against
disease. For example, garlic, ginger, oranges, apples,
almonds and broccoli are said to have beneficial
properties. The list is actually much more
matter, many plants are said to have curative
powers. For example, when I was a kid, I
played sports outdoors every summer. My mother
swore by aloe vera and kept several of these plants
growing in our garden to treat my occasional bouts
No one can deny the myth of the Indian medicine man who
used the secrets of the forest to heal people long
before the advent of modern medicine. Any
person with a brain wonders if those
legendary healers were on to something.
It makes perfect sense. Modern medicine
started around 420 BC with Hippocrates.
That suggests 2,500 years. For over 10,000
years, Native Americans wandered the forest.
Estimates suggest they encountered over
6,000 herbs and derivative plants. The
Indians knew what each plant looked like and
where they could be found.
Some parts of a plant can be toxic, while
other parts of the same plant can have
healing properties. The secret is in knowing
Using trial and error, they experimented
with different plants and observed the
results. They watched how the plants
performed either alone or in combination
with other herbs. It doesn't take much
of a stretch to believe a tribe could
develop formulas for specific ailments and
pass that learning from one generation to
In these modern times, most of us are cut
off from nature. For example, here in Houston,
a city slicker like me
can wander through Memorial Park without the slightest idea what berries are
safe, what mushrooms will kill me, and what
plant juice might ward off mosquitoes.
That said, if I had one shred of scientific
ability, I would be a lot more curious about
each plant. That is because I already
know there is are powerful historical
precedents to look to Nature for possible cures
One need look no further than
Penicillin to recognize nature has the
potential to produce cures. Penicillin is
derived from mold, another word for fungus.
is one of the earliest discovered and widely used
antibiotic agents. Antibiotics are natural
substances that are released by bacteria and fungi
into the their environment as a means of inhibiting
other organisms - it is chemical warfare on a
In 1928, Sir Alexander Fleming observed that
colonies of the bacterium Staphylococcus could be
destroyed by the Penicillin mold, proving that there
was an antibacterial agent there in principle. This
principle would later lead to medicines that could kill
certain types of disease-causing bacteria inside the
Giving Fleming's amazing discovery,
any hint of a mainstream medicine bias that ignores the
active search for a natural cure seems preposterous.
Could this be true?
chapter will directly address this allegation.
For example, I will present a compelling story of a
Canadian woman who once attempted to cure breast
cancer using an Herbal Tea gained from the Ojibwa
Indians. She must have been
doing something right because she had an entire
legion of supporters who believed in her.
fact, 55,000 Canadians signed a petition asking the
Canadian Parliament to legalize her treatment so
more people could have access to it. The
measure missing being passed by three votes.
That's right, three votes. Shortly after that, the
Canadian Medical Establishment stepped in and
stopped her cold.
I imagine most women with breast cancer would prefer drinking an
herbal tea over having a double mastectomy, one would think
the positive reputation of her treatment would
guarantee her remedy would be given the
highest research priority possible. Not so. This woman was
harassed for the rest of her life.
week I will present this woman's story and that of several others.
If you are unfamiliar with these stories, I predict you will be shocked.
now conclude with a
comment made by Dr. James Watson, the famed discoverer of
the Double Helix DNA model. When asked
about cancer research and the National Cancer Program,
Dr. James Watson, Nobel Laureate,
"Intellectually bankrupt, fiscally wasteful and
And with those
harsh words, I conclude
Chapter One of the Cancer Diaries, my three chapter series on cancer.
Chapter Two will appear in one week.
If you have any comments or questions,
I will honor any request to keep your comments private.