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Cut, Poison, Burn: How the United States Has Turned Cancer Into a Billion-Dollar Business Model Instead of a Manageable, Curable Disease

 

                            

Cut Poison Burn from Nehst Studios on Vimeo. This video is no longer available for viewing here, but it is available for download on a "personal value pricing" scale, meaning you can download it for as little as $1.99 or whatever you feel is fair to pay, by clicking here: http://bit.ly/lI3Cj8. You can also order it on DVD for $9.99 plus shipping.

 

Got cancer? Want to get cured without drastically downgrading your financial or physical status? Take a look at Cut, Poison, Burn to see how the FDA, the American Medical Association, and the American Cancer Society collude against promising therapies and cures that threaten the conventional standards of care (surgery, chemo, radiation) imposed upon the sick and the scared. Freedom of religion? It’s a constitutional right. But freedom of medical choice? Forget it. Opting out of the surgery/chemo/radiation paradigm will buy a whole world of hurt from government agencies with vested financial interests in keeping us sick, fat, and compliant.

This film is not a paranoid scream against alien invaders; it’s a cold, hard look at why we as a nation have made so little progress in the “war on cancer” during the last forty years, and what we as ordinary citizens, patients, and patient advocates can do to push back and take control of our own healthcare protocols. Cut, Poison, Burn may not change your mind, but unlike the chemo/surgery/radiation paradigm, it won’t hurt you to try it.

 

Memory and Meaning

 

                                              
                                              Warren Barber Kertland: May 20, 1953 - March 10, 2011

It's been six months since my identical twin sister Warren died, and ten years since the 9/11 attacks. Without diminishing the macrocosmic significance of the terrible events of a decade ago, I choose to mourn my sister as a stand-in for those who perished that awful day. The photos here are from her wedding ceremony in 1989 when she was several months pregnant with her second child. Her husband David had promised to marry her when she was one year clean and sober, so their wedding represented a lot more than their commitment to each other and their children; it symbolized the boundless optimism and support offered her during her ongoing struggles by all of us who loved her.

She battled most of our lives, from the time we were eleven years old, to free herself from the shackles of one addiction after another. She fought and won, and fought and won, and fought and won again. At the end, she was worn down by fighting and finally succumbed, but I will never stop being thankful for her courage, her perseverance, and her two beautiful children, my nephews Jesse and Warren, both of whom have become wonderful young men. My love for my twin and her sons sustains me now and always will.     

                                                 
 

Bless the dead and the dying on this day of sorrow and remembrance, and those of us who remain as well.

                                     No man is an island, entire of itself.
                                     Each is a piece of the continent, a part of the main...
                                     Each man's death diminishes me, for I am involved in mankind.
                                     Therefore, send not to know for whom the bell tolls;
                                     It tolls for thee.

                                      - John Donne, Meditation 17, from "Devotions Upon Emergent Occasions"