Please accept I don't mean to be callous here if you or a loved one are or have undergone the tradgedy that is cancer.

But cancer is/has become an industry,

The doctors who deal with it are the best funded branch of the health industry.

There are art unions for every part of the human anatomy affected by it, which is all of it, and they are making huge profits from it.

Even some of our shopping bags advertise a ceratin kind of cancer.

Certain medications, often expensive, are restricted on the PBS for use by chemotherapy patients. This despite the fact that chemotherapy lasts for a limited time while other illnesses not recognised for these medications may last for a lifetime.

Even funeral notices these days often recognise that someone "lost their battle with cancer", other people just cark it.

Yep, somehow cancer has got itself the gold medal in the illness Olympics and the rest of human diseases are destined to be the unrecognised runners up.

Yes it is.

And it has been our own choices, that have given cancer a home in our bodies.

And stop whining.

Suck it up.




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Go to hell.

You chose that path,      yourself.

So stop whining;      "I'm a victim! I'm a victim!".

I agree with Bogarde.  It has become a gravy train for grass root City and suburban practices, through to Specialists, onto Hospitals, let's not forget Big Pharma, or the Research facilities who get plenty in donations and Government support.

'Cancer' is a meggabagazzillion dollar industry world wide, and a killer.  I don't have an answer, just a criticism.  No-one I ever knew who had cancer was saved, yet.....well.....in the case of my WW 11 Digger Old Man, diagnosed with prostrate cancer in his late 80s, and contrary to the advice of the Indian Bride (a radiographer) but with the support of Elder Bro and I, and at great cost to DVA and benefit to the medical profession, he undertook the 30 day programme of radiation.  He lasted to day 28, and as a wasted bloke, finally said...'Tell them to get phhucked, I've had enough.'  He, Elder Bro and I ate crow served up by the Indian Bride.

He immediately gained weight, back to his old self, lived another four years, and it was not cancer which eventually got him.

Yeah, anecdotal, yet probably not an exception.

bogarde73 wrote on Jul 30^th, 2015 at 1:25pm:



Something that has always irked me.

Really irked me.