In the brave new world of medicine, spin doctors are emerging as the most powerful of doctors. While the clinical doctors are busy trying to stave off the suffering and premature death of their patients using drugs and surgery, the spin doctors are busy capturing market share for their corporate clients.
I want to tell you today about a patient, actually a couple. The husband came to me first. He had low back pain. Sounds pretty typical so far. He is a retired pharmacist. He was taking something for every symptom he had and somehow he decided to try chiropractic for his low back pain.
I love cheese, don’t you? Cheese, of course, is made from the milk of strange-looking four-legged mammals with big eyes and dull horns who live in concentration camps scattered around the countryside. You know — dairy cows. Chances are that the cow who made the milk to make my cheese gets injected with growth hormones to speed up milk production and raise profitability. This also means the poor old cow gets dosed with loads of antibiotics to treat the impacts of added stress.
Stalwart American corporations have been hard at work ever since, pursuing new ways to penetrate the chain link fence that surrounds the schoolyards of America, attempting to exploit that juicy, enticing market. Think of it, millions of children held captive inside, all of them just dying to buy something five days a week, nine months of the year!
This week, my son John graduated from high school. There we sat in the stadium bleachers, my wife and I, crying, laughing, and feeling every shade of emotion in between. We were surrounded by hundreds of other proud parents, siblings, aunts, uncles and grandmothers of every shape and size all crying, laughing and getting emotional right along with us.
In the brave new world of medicine, spin doctors are emerging as the most powerful of doctors. While the clinical doctors are busy trying to stave off the suffering and premature death of their patients using drugs and surgery, the spin doctors are busy capturing market share for their corporate clients.
I want to tell you today about a patient, actually a couple. The husband came to me first. He had low back pain. Sounds pretty typical so far. He is a retired pharmacist. He was taking something for every symptom he had and somehow he decided to try chiropractic for his low back pain.
I love cheese, don’t you? Cheese, of course, is made from the milk of strange-looking four-legged mammals with big eyes and dull horns who live in concentration camps scattered around the countryside. You know — dairy cows. Chances are that the cow who made the milk to make my cheese gets injected with growth hormones to speed up milk production and raise profitability. This also means the poor old cow gets dosed with loads of antibiotics to treat the impacts of added stress.
Stalwart American corporations have been hard at work ever since, pursuing new ways to penetrate the chain link fence that surrounds the schoolyards of America, attempting to exploit that juicy, enticing market. Think of it, millions of children held captive inside, all of them just dying to buy something five days a week, nine months of the year!
This week, my son John graduated from high school. There we sat in the stadium bleachers, my wife and I, crying, laughing, and feeling every shade of emotion in between. We were surrounded by hundreds of other proud parents, siblings, aunts, uncles and grandmothers of every shape and size all crying, laughing and getting emotional right along with us.