Arguments From Authority

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by Morley Evans

Authorities everywhere, and the sheeple who follow them, will think my "opinion" is worthless because I am not an authority. I have bad news for them: arguments from authority are worthless. Arguments must make sense. Those are the rules and since my arguments make sense, I am prepared to go 96 rounds with anyone on my "opinions". One at a time or all at once. Your doctor hasn't even read the product inserts of the drugs he prescribes. Your doctor's critics have read all of them as well as all the studies that disprove what he says. I have read your doctor's critics and the manufacturer's materials. Have you?

Bruce Lee

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20130121 Tanita Body Composition

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20130121 Tanita Body Composition: Weight 160.01 pounds

Gold's Gym Regina South

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20130624 Tanita Body Composition Weight 156.81 pounds
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Elijah

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1 Kings 19:1-4, (5-7), 8-15a

19:1 Ahab told Jezebel all that Elijah had done, and how he had killed all the prophets with the sword.
19:2 Then Jezebel sent a messenger to Elijah, saying, “So may the gods do to me, and more also, if I do not make your life like the life of one of them by this time tomorrow.”
19:3 Then he was afraid; he got up and fled for his life, and came to Beer-sheba, which belongs to Judah; he left his servant there.
19:4 But he himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a solitary broom tree. He asked that he might die: “It is enough; now, O LORD, take away my life, for I am no better than my ancestors.”
19:5 Then he lay down under the broom tree and fell asleep. Suddenly an angel touched him and said to him, “Get up and eat.”
19:6 He looked, and there at his head was a cake baked on hot stones, and a jar of water. He ate and drank, and lay down again.
19:7 The angel of the LORD came a second time, touched him, and said, “Get up and eat, otherwise the journey will be too much for you.”
19:8 He got up, and ate and drank; then he went in the strength of that food forty days and forty nights to Horeb the mount of God.
19:9 At that place he came to a cave, and spent the night there. Then the word of the LORD came to him, saying, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”
19:10 He answered, “I have been very zealous for the LORD, the God of hosts; for the Israelites have forsaken your covenant, thrown down your altars, and killed your prophets with the sword. I alone am left, and they are seeking my life, to take it away.”
19:11 He said, “Go out and stand on the mountain before the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by.” Now there was a great wind, so strong that it was splitting mountains and breaking rocks in pieces before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake;
19:12 and after the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire; and after the fire a sound of sheer silence.
19:13 When Elijah heard it, he wrapped his face in his mantle and went out and stood at the entrance of the cave. Then there came a voice to him that said, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”
19:14 He answered, “I have been very zealous for the LORD, the God of hosts; for the Israelites have forsaken your covenant, thrown down your altars, and killed your prophets with the sword. I alone am left, and they are seeking my life, to take it away.”
19:15a Then the LORD said to him, “Go, return on your way to the wilderness of Damascus.

Prophet Elijah on Mount Horeb by Volterra, Daniele da, ca. 1509-1566

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Modern Medicine

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by Morley Evans


Hi Paul,

The number of people killed and maimed by doctors and pharmaceutical companies is much worse than you know. My case, for one, is not even in their statistics. If they included it, they would say that Dr. Buwembo saved my life when he drilled a hole in my head to drain a haematoma. He did, but the unbelievably corrupt medical system in Regina caused my problems for 62 years — Vitamin D alone would have alleviated many of my childhood and adolescent medical problems. Doctors prevented proper nourishment. Doctors do not want to know about that. These bastards should be stripped of everything they have and everything they ever will have. They should be tarred and feathered and run out of town on a rail.

The miracle of modern medicine is a hoax. More people are living longer due to improved public health and sanitation, not doctors. Pharmaceutical companies and their doctor mountebanks have a long history of saving lives that goes all the way back to Fleming's discovery of Penicillin, for which they can take no credit. Before that, doctors were using leeches to draw blood and mercury to treat syphilis. Merck figured out how to mass produce Penicillin, creating "modern medicine" as we know it. This coincides, not incidentally, with The Great Victory of '45 and the beginning of the American Age (which is coming to an end). The big advance before Penicillin was Aspirin which was created by Bayer (a money-losing subsidiary of IG Farben) just before The Great War. Sulfa drugs were created by Bayer in the thirties before Penicillin which came in the forties. Opium that is used to kill pain has been used everywhere for centuries, perhaps for millennia. Vaccination was invented by the Ottomans to prevent small pox. Serious questions about modern inoculations are dismissed by the pharmaceutical companies and doctors who give massive combined doses to babies. Doctors are ignorant about the pharmaceutical drugs they prescribe and rarely understand the untoward effects they cause. Unnecessary hysterectomy and other surgeries are wide-spread. Doctors consider cardiovascular disease to be a plumbing problem. Doctors know nothing about nutrition or health. Doctors were easily conscripted into the War on Fat and Cholesterol. Doctors gave an honored place in their ranks to Sigmund Freud, Arthur Kinsey and Ancel Keys with their questionable notions. Doctors were slow to accept the concept that bacteria cause disease, fighting Semmelweis, but today think bacteria are the only cause of disease, prescribing antibiotics to treat patients suffering from viral and fungal infections and venom. Doctors ignore the well-known hazards of radiation which are recognized by dentists who are very careful with radiation. Breast cancer has become an epidemic with mammography that has been promoted by doctors as a preventative measure. Today more people are living to old age, but they are not living longer and they are not healthy. Old folks live in old folks homes addicted to pharmaceutical drugs that they take three times a day as prescribed by doctors. Old folks in Regina pay 3 to 5 thousand dollars A MONTH to live in old folks homes. When their money runs out, their luck runs out. After the medical system has bled them white, they are dumped at a hospital. Of course, people with no money just die. Dr. Max Gerson, MD, pointed to a better way a century ago. But he and others with better ideas have been stifled and destroyed by Big Money Medicine. Happily, the magic bullet of antibiotics is gone thanks to greedy, lazy, ignorant doctors and industrial agriculturalists. Reform is inevitable and it is coming soon because "modern medicine" despite its propaganda has no cure for chronic diseases like cardiovascular disease, cancer, and diabetes. Modern medicine is good at treating acute injury (such as you would acquire in a car crash or when your Humvee drives over an IED). Ancient Egyptian doctors were good at treating acute injury too. They had no chronic disease (or cars).

Head injuries were fairly common in ancient Egypt. Doctors drilled holes in patients' heads to drain subdural haematomata. A pox on doctors, the food industry and the pharmaceutical companies who are the main partners in "modern medicine" along with lawyers and politicians who protect them. A popular superstitious belief in doctors is the foundation of "modern medicine" which is a racket run by racketeers in positions of power.

I could go on and on, but this is enough for now. The acid test for modern medicine is whether or not it responds to feedback. Unlike the airline industry — which goes to great lengths to find out why something went wrong and which implements changes to prevent a reoccurrence, modern medicine does nothing to prevent future problems — except to whine for more money. Modern medicine does cover up its crimes and muzzle its victims, of course. Unlike any other business that scores zero on customer service, modern medicine doesn't go bankrupt; it gets rewarded. Doctors don't learn from errors or change what they do. Being a doctor means you never have to say you're sorry.

Doctors think they know everything. Their patients think they know everything too. Suspension of disbelief and putting one's faith in one's doctor is an important part of treatment. Helpless people hope for miracles and for miracle workers. Doctors cover up their mistakes, lie, alter and destroy records, and bury their victims whether they are dead or alive. People give them a pass. Doctors carry on with their business — which is making money, oblivious to the harm they cause. Should you take your child to the doctor? Should you go yourself? If you are going to die anyway, you might as well take a chance. You have nothing to lose. You might get lucky. I did. Some people win the Lottery too.

Good doctors, who object to these harsh and unkind words, need to disassociate themselves from the crooks who dominate their profession. Don't hate me. Hate them. Victims of medical abuse can be consoled: through the efforts of a few, the ways of the herd are eventually abandoned and reform occurs. Good defeats evil. Wrongdoers may not be punished in this life but they are cursed and then forgotten by the living. Unrepentant wrongdoers burn in Hell forever, one hopes.

Harmed by Medical Error:
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- Morley

Job

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by Morley Evans

Hi Paul,

On September 1st, I'll be 66 years old. I am unbelievably lucky. I am younger and healthier than I ever was at any time in my previous life which ended on June 28, 2000. In a few days, I will be 13 years old on my birthday, June 28. I am going to the gym after lunch where I will squat 145 pounds (5 sets of 5 reps) and do overhead presses and deadlifts. Powerlifting agrees with me.

In January 1992, I went to a doctor (Alport) who prescribed Zocor to lower my cholesterol "to prevent a heart attack." He denied I was in pain for four years and referred me 100 times to others for the next two years after another doctor (Stuart McMillan) diagnosed fibromyalgia. Then another doctor (Cenaiko) advised me to stop taking all the meds Alport had prescribed. Next, Alport's successor (Annandale) prescribed Lipitor to lower my cholesterol "to prevent a heart attack." After being tortured for eight years, I was in a coma in 2000 and was saved from death by another doctor (Buwembo). I saw 30 doctors and therapists during this period.

I spent the next 12 years recovering through my own efforts at my own expense. Twenty years of my life had been thrown away for nothing. The years before that were no bed of roses, thanks to doctors in Regina. I have spent a great deal of time since August 2001 — when I discovered why I had been sick — looking for justice and compensation. I learned that there is no justice in Canada or in Australia or in the United Kingdom or in the USA when dealing with medical abuse. Everyone takes a big chance when he goes to a doctor. If he isn't lucky, there is nothing he can do about it. Patients are far less lucky than they imagine they will be when the go to a doctor.

I have had a rather expensive education — the very few people have had — but I have been rewarded with a new life. Will I live another 60 years? I might. It feels like I will. I am like Job. Exactly like Job.

Over the last ten years, I have looked at things most people here know nothing about. I know that hundreds of thousands of people in Iraq have been killed and millions there have been displaced. Their lives have been destroyed or terminated. They are not better off. I know what is going on in Libya, Syria, Egypt, Somalia, Afghanistan, Pakistan and Yemen. I know the record of the United States from 1775 to the present. I know the history of Israel. I know our own history. We have nothing to be very proud of.

The glass is half empty when it is half full. That's the truth.

Our priest at St. Matthew's Anglican church explained the story of Jesus and the ten lepers. He said that the lepers had been outcasts who had had a hard life. They had a hard time staying alive. Once they were healed, they still had a hard time. They had no friends, no money, no homes, no families. Jesus healed them, but he didn't solve all their problems for them. Nine lepers went off to deal with their remaining problems, only one came back to thank Jesus. That's why I go to church. That's why I care about the dispossessed and the victims of the criminally insane people who run our world. I am much luckier than the lepers. I have a family. I have a new life. I am like Job.

I recovered through my own efforts and at my own expense, but I didn't do it all by myself. I discovered important clues someone left here and there that helped me to escape from the maze. A few people helped me. Most were part of the problem. I think God delivered me from Hell. Believe it, or not. I have learned this important lesson: most people are happy inside the maze and they would like to drag me back inside.

Love to you, Juliette and the girls,

 - Morley

http://morleyevans.blogspot.ca/2013/07/my-recovery.html

Grand Nephew, Nash

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This is my grand nephew, Nash Evans. He just figured out how to push the cart. These are some of his first steps and a tumble! - Uncle Morley