Cancer and the Medical-Industrial Complex

Excerpt from Ch. 3 of Living the Revolution - The Enlightened Self-Interest of Being the Change the World Needs by Mark Mason
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An illuminated letter T he Medical-Industrial Complex

Then there is that other ‘industrial complex,’ the medical-industrial complex, consisting of the pharmaceutical companies, medical equipment manufacturers, health insurance companies and hospitals, that dominate our so called ‘health care,’ often to our detriment. When our health fails, our illnesses quite naturally preoccupy us almost totally, so we have little time or energy left for figuring out what the ruling elite are up to. Many people are reduced to bankruptcy by medical treatments such as chemotherapy that often end up being ineffective. Once they’ve got all our money, it of course suits the medical industrial complex for us to die, and as you will know from looking around you, many do die at this point. Doctors are brought into compliance with the pharmaceutical industry’s line out of fear of losing their licenses to industry dominated licensing boards. As a result, many competent, caring doctors have to choose between toeing the pharmaceutical company line or losing their licenses to practice.

And doctors know that treatments like chemotherapy don’t work and endanger the lives of their patients. A majority of doctors, 75% of them in one survey, say they would refuse chemotherapy themselves because of its devastating side effects and its lack of effectiveness.[5] A friend of mine’s daughter developed breast cancer a few years ago, and was started on chemotherapy. She reacted badly to it, and her doctor took her off it, saying, ‘We don’t want to kill you with the chemotherapy.’ She ended up doing fine without chemotherapy.

My friend, Cynthia, was not so lucky. She was diagnosed with brain cancer when a brain scan showed a tumor. After this she had a ‘faith healing’ and felt much better. Another brain scan showed the tumor had disappeared altogether. Whether this was because of the faith healing or because her body’s own systems dealt with the cancer, I don’t know. Her oncologist responded to this by saying it was good news—they would just give her a course of chemotherapy to make sure ‘any last remaining cancer cells are cleaned up,’ and that with this her prognosis should be very good. Cynthia died two days after her last chemotherapy treatment, at age 49. She must have died of chemotherapy, not cancer, because the brain scan was not able to find any cancer just prior to starting the treatment.

While sailing my sailboat south to Baja in Mexico, I spent a few months in Ensenada and met a fellow cruiser who was having alternate treatment from a clinic there for prostate cancer. He had been diagnosed in the USA, with quite a high PSA, but when he found out the recommended surgery would carry a 50% chance that he would become impotent or incontinent or both, he decided to try an alternate therapy, which was a type of metabolic therapy including repeated treatments over a period of a couple of months with both an alkalizing drip and Laetrile. The alkalizing drip was to make his blood and body alkaline, in accordance with the theory that cancer can only grow in an acidic environment. The other treatment, Laetrile, is a concentrated form of vitamin B17 extracted from apricot kernels, which has a long history of success in treating cancer in clinics in Germany, Mexico and elsewhere. These treatments worked for my friend, and the only side effects he suffered were an odd odor on his breath and a little tiredness for about a day after treatments. He went into remission, and three years later he still has a very low PSA, no symptoms and no long-term side effects. A year after this friend’s positive outcome, another cruising friend of mine also developed prostate cancer. He opted for a conventional treatment offered him whereby they injected tiny radioactive beads into his prostate to irradiate the cancer. He has had many unpleasant side effects, and his health has considerably deteriorated.

It so happens that I had injured my knee, and it was only getting better very gradually when I was at Ensenada, so I chose to go to the same alternate clinic as my friend getting the cancer treatment. The treatments I got did help my knee heal a little faster, but the most remarkable thing about attending the clinic was to see how rapidly people being treated for cancer there improved. I saw one woman at death’s door in the waiting room improve week by week until she was looking much more energetic, alive and happy, and other patients waiting there said they’d seen the same kind of improvement in the clinic’s cancer patients. The clinic offers a six week cancer treatment program that brings nearly all patients back to health in most early stage cancers, and even about half the time when conventional medicine has sent them home to get their affairs in order and die. There are also a number of clinics like this in Tijuana and other Mexican cities.

I was open to the idea that Laetrile could be effective against cancer because years earlier I’d read the book, World Without Cancer by G. Edward Griffin, in which he claims cancer is nothing more nor less than a nutritional deficiency disease, caused by a lack of vitamin B17, found in apricot kernels and some other seeds such as millet, of which Laetrile is a concentrated form. Humans used to much more commonly make bread from millet, but over the last century we have increasingly shifted to making bread from wheat, which contains no vitamin B17, and it is during that time that cancer has become an epidemic. Griffin describes in his book how clinical trials of Laetrile at the Slone-Kettering Institute initially showed Laetrile to be effective against cancer in mice, but that higher-up officials connected to the pharmaceutical industry insisted on the trials being repeated again and again with ever more ridiculous parameters until they finally got experimental results showing Laetrile to be ineffective but the sugar placebo used in the control mice to be effective against cancer! The only way this result could be possible was if they mixed up the mice, and indeed, the final protocol perversely called for the experimental mice and the control mice to be kept in the same cage, even though they would be difficult to tell apart! This absurdly flawed and outrageously rigged trial was then published to claim Laetrile is ineffective against cancer, even though previous properly conducted trials showed it to be effective.[6] Laetrile, being a natural substance, could not be patented and monetized as a drug by the pharmaceutical industry, so they used their power to suppress the knowledge that it is effective. Griffin points out in his book that this amounts to a genocide against millions of cancer patients who could have had their lives saved by this knowledge, all so the pharmaceutical companies could continue to make huge amounts of money from their ineffective chemotherapy treatments that have such terrible side effects, often lasting for the rest of a patient’s often short life.

I have taken a few bitter apricot kernels a day, off and on, for many years as a preventative against cancer, and have never had any adverse effects from them, despite the fact that the medical industry warns us that they are poisonous because they contain ‘cyanide.’ In fact the cyanide is chemically locked into the vitamin B17 molecule and only released at cancer cells, so it works as nature’s own exquisitely targeted chemotherapy—what the pharmaceutical companies have been wanting to create for decades so they can patent it, but have never been able to. Thankfully, I haven’t, so far, had any brush with cancer. But many people my age or younger that I meet have had cancer.

When my boat was still in Oregon, the guy who owned the boat next to mine at the marina told me he had colon cancer, but had decided, as a result of his mother’s unfortunate experience with the medical system, not to get treatment, but to use some of the money it would have cost him to instead buy a sailboat to enjoy for a short time before he died. A few months later I asked him how he was, and he said he was now getting a lot of pain from his colon cancer. I decided to tell him about how I took apricot kernels as a cancer preventative, and suggested he look into it to decide for himself whether he might want to try them. He did decide to give them a try, and a month later said they had at least taken away his pain. I said there was nothing analgesic about the apricot kernels, so if his pain was gone, it was probably because his cancer was being healed. He continued taking apricot kernels, and a few months later he announced to me, looking very happy and healthy, that he was getting married! I still have a photograph of him and his wife on their wedding day.
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