Sadly, alongside brilliance, there can be a lot of arrogance in the medical profession. I heard hundreds of stories of belittling attitudes when I taught ante-natal education classes for over 8 years. There was too much, âthere, there dear, I know best,â or, as seen in the stomach-churning book by Adam Kay, âThis is Going to Hurt,â undisguised hatred of women. How else can you explain the tone of a doctor dismissing a pregnant womanâs desire to at least try to give birth on her own terms?
But this isnât reserved for obstetrics. And - some might say - when your job is to literally save human life, perhaps the belief that you are impervious might be a pre-requisite to doing your job. Fixing someoneâs heart, leg, knee or skin takes a degree of genius. And anyone who excels at anything tends to be a little âtrickyâ in other areas.
But if superciliousness is a recurrent trait in doctors, might that be accompanied by a certain stubbornness to admit failure when they get it wrong?
When it came to Covid-19, the fever of fear was such that the entire western world was on tenterhooks for a miracle cure (apologies for the sweeping statement to those of you who had a sense of perspective). Nobody felt this pressing need more than medics - not necessarily because they were witnessing multiple deaths each day (some ICU clinicians were, of course, in those early weeks), but because of the ceaseless government messaging that surrounded all of us. They may be able to open someoneâs chest and reset a heart, but they are, after-all, fallible and human, susceptible to the same brainwashing as the next man.
But Iâd argue that in terms of having their perspective distorted they were at the sharp end: working in health-care settings rendered bizarre and unrecognizable: their usual patient lists torn up; hospital beds removed for social-distancing; one-way systems traversed nervously behind masks and gowns that were replaced hourly; the swerve on the corridor to avoid the peril of anotherâs breath. The hand-wringing with alcohol gel and a belief that another day without getting infected was to dodge a bulletâŚall underpinned by an illusion of non-pharmaceutical intervention efficacy.
So when a âmiracle drugâ (pah!) suddenly arrived these clinicians abandoned their usual risk versus benefit protocol in exchange for a sense of relief. Now they could get back to their usual specialisms rather than moonlighting on covid wards! Now they could come home at night without undressing at the front door shooing away the kids until they had showered. Now they could look forward to breathing again without fear of imminent death!
By nature or by training, most doctors revere more powerful doctors. Itâs a hierarchy of respect steeped in history and united by the power of âFirst, do no harm,â so when The Chief Medical Officers spoke, more junior doctors (thatâs all of them) listened. Why would they have cause not to respect these Titans of their industry? They were now so powerful that they were on the TV at 5 oâclock every night behind lecterns. When had more junior doctors ever had to question the motives or judgements of these leaders?
Too many medics bought into the exercise of indiscriminately injecting into a viral pandemic with far too little critical thinking. But who - against such a loud and impervious backdrop -would dare to be the one to raise a hand across a hospital canteen and ask, âGuys, does anyone else think this might be a little hasty?â Indeed, anyone who did dare question the hegemonic thinking of that time was roundly criticized, ostracized or struck off! When Dr Steve James questioned Sajid Javid about jab mandates at Kingâs College Hospital in London it was literally the lead story on every news bulletin for 24 hours. Most doctors arenât in it for the limelight (donât get me started on the media medics who areâŚ) so they kept quiet and did their job.
All of this was going through my mind today when I saw this article tweeted by the wonderful @zoeharcombe from whom I stole my sub-heading.
Why is nobody joining the dots? Why is nobody doing the dirty detective work that might lead to the conclusion (as in this study below) that many young hearts are not doing well under several trillion lipid nanoparticle spike producing inoculations?
https://www.israelnationalnews.com/news/328529
Remember, there are 50 billion viral vectors in the AstraZeneca jab, 40 Billion LNPs for Moderna about 10 billion courtesy of Pfizer. If each one produces 1000 spike proteins in every jab recipientâs body, they must manage a minimum of 30 trillion pathogenic spikes proteins after a few months of replication.
I was extremely lucky to share a half hour chat over gin and tonics with pathologist Dr Ryan Cole at the recent Better Way Conference in Bath recently. As you will probably know he has been at the forefront of raising the alarm about adverse fatal events relating to the Mrna jabs as in this clip below.
I asked Dr Cole why these âmysteriousâ deaths are not being identified as covid-jab related. He shrugged (like so many of us do when faced with these questions which defy logical explanation), âThey just arenât joining the dots,â he said.
Personally, I know of three recent sudden deaths in âolderâ people. Older people do, of course, drop dead. Sad, but true. Yet these individuals were otherwise âwellâ - eating lunch one minute, leaving loved ones behind the next. And did I dare to suggest to their families that the jab might have been a factor? Of course not. I said how sorry I was and I was there if they needed anything. Will the pathologists look for a link? Of course not. Will the deceased be buried or cremated before anyone dare raise the issue? Of course they willâŚ
The finality of death is such that you really have to be motivated by the bigger picture to ask any difficult questions of the bereaved - otherwise, whatâs the point? Just ask any doctor who has ever approached a family about organ donation - itâs a field of emotional landmines, even when in such an instance, the outcome ultimately prove rewarding. Now imagine asking if they think the covid jab might be a factorâŚthe emotion wrapped up in that question will be almost too much for most people to bear, certainly too much for most people to ask.
So the question is not asked.
The detective work is not done.
The mystery remainsâŚand the next generation line up and roll up their sleeves.
You took the words right out of my mouth! Thank you for addressing the elephant in the room. Particularly love the ending denoting the resigned acceptance which is all-consuming. How do you tell someone a truth which for so long he/she refused to hear - and now itâs too late?