Go to Renegade Radio’s post on this interview, here.
Eric Merola on Renegade Radio with Jay Ferruggia – March 2017.
Eric Merola is a documentary filmmaker. On today’s podcast we focus mainly on his films about curing cancer and the amazing life changing benefits of fetal stem cell therapy.
I think you’ll find the discussion fascinating and frustrating at the same time, if not slightly angering. That’s because a lot of it is about the lies being perpetrated by big pharma and the greed fueled corruption that keeps people sick.
• The doctor who discovered a cure for cancer
• How the government tried to silence him
• Why donating to cancer research is a huge waste
• Why you should never trust the ___ foundation
• What to do if you or someone you love has cancer
• Preventative measures against cancer
• Amazing fetal stem cell treatment
• Reversing low libido and sexual dysfunction
• Slowing down the aging process
• Improving cognitive skills
• Healing aches and pains
In my 7 years following the “Burzynski” saga, directing and producing that documentary film series, I’ve learned a lot in the process.
I have also experienced some massive bombshells in my time covering this story. For instance, in late 2009, right before I released the first “Burzynski” documentary, a Burzynski supporter and former college buddy of David Axelrod (President Obama’s former Chief Of Staff) handed off a DVD of “Burzynski” before its release, and after David watched it, he had this to say:
“This is very important, but it’s just too big. Maybe in 10 years we can face this – but not right now, it’s just too big.”
This was quite a sobering thing to hear.
Then fast-forward to the summer of 2010. One of the patients I profiled in my first “Burzynski” movie, Kelsey Hill, was cured of stage IV adrenal cancer by using Burzynski’s Antineoplastons.
Since she was undergoing full body scans to find if there was any more metastasis beyond her kidney, liver, and lungs—an MRI found a small tumor in her brain, but it turned out not to be malignant. Once she got through her journey of being cured of her malignant tumors in her kidney, liver, and lungs, they decided to “watch and wait” on the tumor in her brain.
Finally, Kelsey’s parents decided to have the benign tumor in her brain removed. They chose America’s leading pediatric neurosurgeon Dr. Ben Carson of Johns Hopkins (who is now running for President of the United States, and is the subject of the feature film “Gifted Hands” starring Cuba Gooding Jr.).
During the first consultation, Dr. Ben Carson looked at Kelsey’s records and said, “Wow, she’s doing great for having been cured of cancer after undergoing the amount of chemotherapy and radiation she must have endured.”
Kelsey’s father Steven replied, “she wasn’t treated with any chemo or radiation, she was treated exclusively with Dr. Burzynski’s Antineoplastons.”
Ben Carson had never heard of Dr. Burzynski before. Upon their second meeting with Dr. Carson, he said the same thing to them. This time Kelsey’s parents were armed with a DVD of my documentary, “Burzynski”—and corrected him a second time.
Dr. Ben Carson watched my documentary, and quickly discovered that Dr. Burzynski’s Antineoplastons (ANP) are the first medications in world history (at least within any controlled FDA-sanctioned study) to cure an inoperable brainstem glioma, and/or pontine glioma, also known as a “DIPG”.
Dr. Carson expressed that he himself has never seen a cure of this cancer type—DIPG, and he wanted to consider opening up clinical trials at Johns Hopkins using ANP for DIPG.
At this time, Dr. Ben Carson was one of America’s star surgeons, and had a lot of power within John Hopkins to start clinical trials using Antineoplastons at Johns Hopkins for DIPG in children. Dr. Carson then spent more than 2 hours on the phone with Dr. Burzynski expressing that he wanted to start this process.
After this phone conversation, two weeks went by, and Dr. Ben Carson stopped returning any phone calls or emails related to this.
In Dr. Burzynski’s words, “It was a matter of time, someone obviously got to him.”
This type of thing has been a constant in the Burzynski saga. Since Dr. Carson is running for President, I think it’s important that I share that story to the world, right here, for the first time.
Now, fast-forward to 2014. I interviewed Elizabeth-Fago Smith in relationship to her husband being treated with ANP. She was appointed by then Governor Jeb Bush to the board of directors of Scripps Florida among many other accomplishments. As we know, Jeb Bush is now running for President of the United States as well.
I will allow the interview to speak for itself—but I will leave you with one choice quote to peak your interest:
“It’s okay that you [the FDA], approve it for the Saudi King’s nephew, who got approval in 24 hours for Antineoplastons—who is still alive. Then you got a CIA agent on Antineoplastons, and that was done in a few hours. So you randomly choose who lives or dies? How do you live with yourselves?”
Elizabeth Fago-Smith Board of Directors, Scripps Florida – 2015
I simply couldn’t put this book down — I must have read it 10 times while riding the train to and from work. This book primarily told the story of Ralph W. Moss’ first-hand account dealing with Sloan-Kettering’s cover-up of their own positive Laetrile studies. After Ralph was fired by Sloan-Kettering for blowing the whistle on this cover-up he decided to write a book about this experience, as well as other potentially effective cancer therapies that suffered similar fates. Ralph apparently said to himself, “if this could happen right before my eyes, surely it’s happened elsewhere.” Reading this book had given me my first idea for a documentary film, I really wanted to tell Ralph’s story in the form of a documentary. I guess it was back in 2007 when I started to email Ralph Moss trying to convince him to allow me to tell this story – but he turned me down. At the time, he was rather tired of this story, and I really had no documentary credentials to speak of, not as a director anyway.
6. Enter the world of Dr. Burzynski
So I set my sights on another chapter in his book, one that told the story of Dr. Stanislaw Burzynski, MD, PhD. According to Ralph’s book, Dr. Burzynski had repeatedly defeated both state and federal agencies in their attempts to destroy him and his cancer-fighting invention, Antineoplastons. I felt this could be a solid 2nd choice in making a documentary within this genre. One thing I told myself when searching for a documentary subject was: it can’t be a subject that has been previously covered by someone else, the “Burzynski Saga” was a perfect choice for me. I emailed and called The Burzynski Clinic repeatedly, only to be met with a luke warm response, and a general sense of distrust toward me. I could understand his reasons, after all, virtually no media outlet had ever done anything positive or truthful about this doctor in the past, so why would some nobody documentary filmmaker be any different?
The only really objective report I could find was a CBS “48 Hours” report from 1996, where Mary Jo Seigel who had non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma entered an MRI machine with CBS’s cameras rolling to see if Burzynski’s Antineoplastons had been working, and right before CBS and Mary Jo’s highly skeptical oncologist, her cancer was gone, below:
After Dr. Burzynski gave me numerous homework assignments, asking me to read various things about him, including the peer-reviewed studies of his work, he finally agreed to give me contact information of some of his past patients who had agreed to speak to me, but he wasn’t willing to allow me to interview him just yet.
When I decided that this was my next path in life (and realizing that doing animation work wasn’t something I wanted to do forever), I took the highest paying, yet least demanding job I could find in my field. I started freelancing full-time at a motion graphics shop called “Spontaneous”. This was a high-end award-winning shop, but they also had some big blue-chip clients like KOHL’S department stores. They needed a seasoned After Effects designer to make graphics like “30% off” and “Mother’s Day Sale” fly across the screen for their TV commercials. I found this to be a perfect fit for me, as it required zero thinking, and paid very well, allowing me to concentrate on this new documentary film on Burzynski. None of the other designers in the place wanted to touch this client, as it was beneath them since it wasn’t anything that required high end design or could win them an award. I had KOHL’S as the main client for a while, and then we got “JCPenny’s” which is essentially the same as KOHL’S. They both had “President’s Day Sales” and the like. Clients in advertising are all the same, they can’t make up their mind about anything, which was great for me. While I was waiting 6 hours for the client to decide if they wanted “30% off” in the Helvetica or Futura font, I was busy in the office planning my escape by making this documentary. Clients love to waste time, but I wasn’t wasting a second.
The first patient that agreed to be interviewed by me was Jodi Fenton, but there was one problem, I had no cameras, no lights, no microphone, nothing. I literally borrowed camera equipment, lights and sound equipment for most of the production on “Burzynski”. Jodi lived in Los Angeles, so one Friday after work, I jumped on a plane, interviewed Jodi on a Saturday, and flew back. I then interviewed Jessica Ressel, Kelsey Hill, Lt. Col. James Treadwell, and many others — often by calling in sick to work to make time for these travels.
All of the patients were skeptical of me and my intentions, but they wanted their stories to be told, especially if it could help save more lives. Terminal cancer is hard enough to fight, but these patients were fighting something else: criticism. Criticism from their family, friends, and local doctors for choosing to be treated by an alleged charlatan in Houston, Texas.
When interviewing patients, I specifically asked for patients that had a definitive cancer diagnosis, and hadn’t had any previous therapy at all – other than Antineoplastons. I also insisted on having access to all of their medical records. Everyone complied. I felt, “if I am going to make a documentary about cancer patients and a group of experimental medications (Antineoplastons) that some firmly believe is snake oil, I better be able to back up these claims.” However, cancer-free patients who used Antineoplastons that led to their cure was only half the story here.
This was all in late 2008 and early 2009.
Using my footage and their medical records, I created a 30-minute edit of these patients, and mailed it to Dr. Burzynski. It wasn’t until Dr B watched this did he realize that I intended on telling the truth about this story, and he finally granted me an interview. I interviewed Dr B for about 6 hours for the first session. I then went back about 3 months later for another marathon session.
I realized after my first interview with him, that this story was way bigger and deeper than anything I could have imagined. I mean, c’mon, “doctor invents effective cancer therapy, and once he starts curing people every single cancer industry related entity tries to take away his license, they try to imprison him for life, and oh — they also tried to steal it for themselves using one of Dr. B’s own scientists.” Totally insane!
Dr Burzynski is a pack rat when it comes to documentation, and saves everything. I spent hours, with the help of Carolyn Powers (one of his employees) sifting through thousands of pages of documents. He had everything: all of the Texas Medical Board cases he won, the two federal FDA cases he won, and all sorts of internal documentation related to his run-in with the National Cancer Institute (NCI) and the contract scientist that tried to help the NCI steal one of his patents. Some of the documentation was so damaging on the part of the NCI, I remember asking Burzynski, “how on earth did you get a hold of these NCI internal memos about you?” He said, “would you believe an anonymous employee at the NCI was faxing me this stuff? I still don’t know who leaked it to me.”
Curing cancer was one thing, but curing cancer while the world is trying to destroy you for having the nerve to do so, that’s another ball game. As a documentarian, finding “proof” of these events was a piece of cake, but organizing it in a way the public could understand it was a challenge. So I split the film up into sections: “Texas Medical Board (TMB) vs. Dr. B” where the TMB took Dr. B all the way to the state’s supreme court and lost; “The FDA vs. Dr. B” where the FDA conducted nearly a dozen grand juries, that ended up in 2 federal juried trials trying to convict Dr. B of mail fraud and other erroneous charges, while not allowing whether Antineoplastons worked into the courtroom; “The NCI vs. Dr. B” where the NCI conducted which was essentially a fake clinical trial so they can publish it and say “it doesn’t work”; and the stunning conclusion to find out that the National Institute’s of Health (which the NCI and FDA are a part of) had been working behind the scenes the entire time using Dvorit Samid, one of Dr. B’s own contract scientists, to try to steal one form of Antineoplastons (AS2-1) by filing 11 patents for it!
I had a private screening in NYC for some filmmakers that worked for PBS. Everyone was stunned by the film. They were particularly annoyed that I placed “sources” at the bottom of the screen for all the documentation I used. They were shocked to learn that I did this because I had planned on making a free online interactive transcript of the entire film with sources and copies of all the documents – so the skeptical audience can fact-check and verify everything for themselves. I thought, “why not prove to the public that all of this is true, by allowing them to fact-check it for themselves?” Made sense to me. Imagine if this was a requirement for all documentary films? It sure would weed out the ones that were full of shit.
To this day, the anti-change/anti-science bloggers and the mainstream media pretends this transcript doesn’t exist.
Perhaps the most eye-opening thing that happened while finishing production was a rare chance opportunity to show the film in a rough cut form to David Axelrod, President Obama’s Chief of Staff, and head of his election campaign. This was in late 2009, before I released the film in Spring, 2010.
Burzynski’s head of finance, who was trying to raise the required $150 Million to get his Randomized Phase 3 trials off the ground, was old college buddies of David Axelrod. He called me up and said “I’m having lunch with David in D.C. next week, Fed Ex me a DVD I want to give him a copy.” About 3 weeks later he calls to tell me what Axelrod said after watching the rough cut of “Burzynski”. He said, I kid you not,
“This is extremely important, but it’s just too big, maybe in 10 years we can face this issue, but not right now. The stock market just tanked, and if we allowed these medications to hit the market now, the entire thing could crash further.”
This completely confirmed what I already assumed: the issue is money and monopolistic control over a billion-dollar market. It’s sort of like inventing a car that runs on tap water – there’s no way in hell they will ever allow that to reach the market. In a way, as dramatic and sad as it was to hear the Chief of Staff of the Office of the President of the United States confirm my worst fears, there was a sense of satisfaction knowing that my assumptions on this issue weren’t theoretical – and were confirmed by the highest office of our so-called “free world”.
Then, in early 2010, I was informed that NBC’s Dateline was working on a “report” on Burzynski and his patients. Burzynski just told them, “before I speak to you, you need to watch Eric Merola’s documentary as it will give you the best overview of my story in a 2-hour sitting.” I wasn’t about to mail a rough cut of my film to Dateline, but I did agree to watch it in their office with them. Dateline’s offices were nestled deep within “30-Rock”, and I sat in a little office with the show’s producer and watched “Burzynski”. She cried twice during the film. While walking to the elevator, I said, “don’t you think the days of saying this therapy doesn’t work are over?” She replied, “I want to tell the truth in this TV special, but you have to realize that my bosses and our advertisers will not allow it.” Yet another affirmation, this time about the reality of our so-called “free press”.
Before the film had it’s New York City and Los Angeles opening, it screened at the Newport Beach Film Festival, where it won the top Humanitarian Award. What was rather hilarious about this screening was, Dateline was there to film the Q&A, and when I went in to do a screen test of the movie, there sat Nancy Snyderman in the theater. She introduced herself, and quickly asked me: “do you think there is a conspiracy against Dr. Burzynski?” I said, “well, it depends on how you define the term, if you mean ‘people got together and conspired to destroy Burzynski’ – I don’t ‘think’ that has happened, it is happening.” Nancy then asked, “why would anyone do that?” I replied, “well, think about it, he owns the exclusive rights to these medications, and if they were approved for market, it would crush the current monopolistic cancer industry marketplace.” Nancy just sneered at me in disgust, and abruptly ended the conversation. I guess she wasn’t prepared for such direct logic. This screening was sold out, and as more people entered the theater, the more disgust was displayed on Synderman’s face. My mother was there, and said, “look at Nancy, it looks like she just sucked on a bunch of lemons.”
Here is a photo during the Q&A:
The Dateline “Special” aired, and it was an absurd hit piece. They also ignored everything in my movie that pertained to the corruption on the part of the government. To their credit, they did interview some people who were cured by Burzynski, but it was always framed with “she believes she was cured”, “he believes Antineoplastons made his cancer go away.”
Huh? Cancer doesn’t just go away on a person’s belief, it can easily be proven by a before and after MRI or other scan. The fact that they are alive 5+ years later without cancer isn’t stemmed from a patient’s “belief” – it’s a factual event. We don’t “believe” the earth is round, it is round, and can be equally proven as such.
This was my first real experience dealing with the press, and I must say I was rather shocked at how clumsy, haphazard, and lazy their “report” was.
7. Polarization: two types of people, two types of responses
It got some bad reviews too, especially from The Village Voice. However, I found that the bad reviews were done by lazy writers that didn’t actually watch the film at all, while the good reviews – they were by people who actually watched the film. For example, The Village Voice printed that Dr. Burzynski was giving patients animal urine as a cancer treatment – I fell off my chair laughing when I read it. Finally, after people bombarded the online article with comments making fun of this writer (the Village Voice later deleted all of these comments), and even an article from MOVIELINE covering the drama, she finally fixed it.
However, I learned something new about movie reviewers, the lazy reviewers not only neglected to watch the movie, but they copied The Village Voice review almost verbatim, creating an endless stream of mistakes with “animal urine” parroted in The New York Post and other “articles”. Another eye-opener. I guess if your job is to watch movies all day and write things about them, it’s easy to cheat and write your review based on another person’s review, assuming that reviewer actually pushed play on the DVD player, or removed it from its packaging for that matter.
The New York opening was a huge success. More than one oncologist came up to me after the screenings commending me on the film, and when I asked “would you go on camera and say what you just said?” They’d laugh and respond with “no way”.
In the end, I found there were two types of personalities which garnered two different types of responses to “Burzynski”. The first were those who looked at it, and realized it was an air-tight documentary and found it quite believable since it was sourced to the teeth; while the other type all had an emotional response, like “if this were true, every oncologist would be using Antineoplastons”, or “we would have heard about this sooner than this”, or “I just can’t believe it’s possible that this could be happening.” All of these responses are emotional, and not based on fact or evidence. It was all based on their internal “belief systems”, and not on the verifiable facts they just witnessed.
Here is the trailer for “Burzynski, the Movie”:
8. Don’t bother hoping for change.
If you’ve read Part 1 of my story, you know by now I sit on neither side of the political isle as I see the entire system as uniformly broken, and no “Democrat” or “Republican” can fix it. This country has been bought and paid for years ago, and the politicians we shuffle around every 4 years are irrelevant to the general public – they serve our country’s owners. However, I learned that people on the “right” liked this film more than those on the “left’. The “left” seemed to have a blind and naive religious-like belief that our regulatory agencies are perfect, and they are there to protect us, and there is no way industry can influence a regulatory agency, especially when it comes to an effective cancer treatment. While those on the “right” have always felt that our regulatory agencies are too powerful, and if they had it their way they’d get rid of them altogether. The only politicians that ever came to Burzynski’s aid in the 1990s were Republicans — while Democrats like Henry Waxman just sat smugly rolling their eyes during all the congressional hearings pertaining to Burzynski.
One thing is for sure, politicians will not touch this situation anymore. I have personally met with a few congresspeople on this issue, and the outcome is always the same: “wow, this is really important, we will help do something about this, I can’t believe I didn’t know about this until now” – and then, “poof!” no more returning of phone calls or emails.
One thing we as Americans have to come to terms with is this: politicians aren’t allowed to truly help the public when it comes to interfering with the establishment’s bottom line. Politicians are slaves to the upper 1% and the companies and people who own them. I’ve said it many times, there is a reason it is called “the establishment”, as it has been “established”, and changing what is established is unacceptable, and this will not change without massive public upheaval. Occasionally, democracy works when the people themselves have an actual voice, like the legalization of marijuana in Colorado. But thinking a politician has our best interests in mind is a tragic failure of a basic understanding of the system in which we live.
Even when the occasional politician tries to do something “good” for the public, they are destroyed. Take former PA Congresswoman Kathy Dahlkemper, who introduced HR-3472 which proposed that people who make healthier lifestyle choices, and have a good track record of good health (no disease, good blood pressure, good cholesterol, good body weight, etc) – those people are entitled to get a discount on their health insurance.
This bill never made it to the floor. The two groups that lobbied to kill this bill was The American Heart Association and The American Cancer Society. Don’t believe it? See the clip below, the only media outlet to cover this atrocity was “The Daily Show”. Needless to say, this “do-gooder” wasn’t reelected.
What does this tell us? Is the American Cancer Society and The American Heart Association implicitly telling us they need us to have more cancer and more heart disease to protect their bottom line? Apparently!
Oh and for those who love their “Obama Care”, before Obama Care went into effect our health insurance was $250 a month (for me and my wife). After Obama Care, it doubled to over $500 a month. We cancelled it, and are now uninsured. I’d rather pay the $1,000 fine than fork out $6,000 a year for insurance where the deductible is now so high it basically makes no difference if I have insurance or not. How anyone couldn’t see this health care bill as a blatant financial gift to the health insurance companies who lobbied for it – is astonishing. Again, I couldn’t care less about the “left” or the “right”, regardless of what political office created this health care bill – it was nothing more than another highly profitable power grab on the part of industry, using our elected politicians to do it.
9. Moving on…
In the summer of 2010, as word of the movie began to get out, I was contacted by two important players in the Burzynski story. The first was Judge Earl Corbitt, who was the administrative law judge in one of the big Texas Medical Board cases against Burzynski in the 1990s.
Earl was at a screening of the film in Austin, TX, and I was there for its Q&A. At the end of the Q&A Earl stood up and identified himself. I soon flew back to Austin to interview him, and added him to the film. Then, out of nowhere, I get an email from Dr. Li-Chuan Chen, a former National Cancer Institute scientist given the task of independently studying Antineoplastons at the NCI working under Dr. Dvorit Samid, the scientist who once worked for Burzynski before she teamed up with the NCI to try to steal it! Dr. Chen watched the entire episode unfold from the inside. I quickly got myself together and added him to the movie as well.
Below is a clip of Dr. Chen from the DVD Extras:
10. A year passes, and in comes Dr. Mehmet Oz and Dr. Joseph Mercola
A daughter of a Burzynski patient who was cured of non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma, Rita Starr, lives near Dr. Oz’s mother-in-law’s vacation home in Florida. Rita gave Oz’s mother-in-law the DVD, and within a week, she got a call from Mehmet himself. On May 17, 2011, Dr. Burzynski and I were sitting in the Sirius Radio studio with Dr. Oz and his wife Lisa for an interview!
You’d think that this would have increased sales of DVDs or raised more awareness, but it did nothing.
Then, out of the blue, I get a phone call from Dr. Joseph Mercola of Mercola.com, telling me how much he loved the movie, and thinks the world needs to see it, for free! He convinced me that if I placed the movie online for free, he’d email it to his 2+ million subscribers. At this stage the film had already been out for a year, and I thought it had simply run its course. My wife and I had also left NYC at this point due to financial reasons, and were living in NC. I agreed to place the movie on Vimeo, free for only 3 days and allow Mercola to promote it.
On June 11, 2011, Mercola blasted my movie to his 2+ million followers worldwide. The article itself was read nearly 800,000 times, and the movie was viewed by nearly a million people almost overnight. I really hadn’t given this any thought, and when I woke up the morning of June 12th, my inbox was full of thousands of emails, and hundreds of orders for the DVD. Needless to say, the movie remains on Vimeo for free ever since.
What seemed like overnight, a year after its release, “Burzynski” was huge. People were emailing from all corners of the world. Burzynski’s patient load went from about 10 patients a month to 400 patients a month. Random Hollywood people contacted me wanting to make the “Hollywood” version of this story. Everyone from Sean Penn’s people — to people I am not at liberty to say who – were in touch with me. I wish I was at liberty to say more about this subject, but I just can’t (wink, wink – nudge, nudge – say no more).
I spoke to everyone from Chuck Norris to Russell Brand – who had seen the film on Netflix. Speaking to Chuck Norris was surreal, I remember watching his movies as a little kid, while I was taking karate classes.
Russell gave a tweet, below:
We should all support the efforts of this inspiring man www.burzynskiclinic.com
The film was translated in many languages, even Japanese.
“Burzynski” aired on The Documentary Channel and won the top audience award for Best Documentary of 2011 on the network, it also won 2 awards at HumanDoc in Warsaw, Poland, and took home the Humanitarian Award at the Newport Beach Film Festival. They called it “this year’s THE COVE”.
Here is an interview with me that aired as a promo on the Documentary Channel:
12. So why not make a Burzynski sequel?
Many people emailing me were those who were either suffering from cancer or had a family member suffering from cancer. It dawned on me that I was in a perfect position to make a sequel to this story, but this time in “real-time” where I’d follow patients from right after diagnosis – before, during, and after receiving Antineoplaston therapy. The first movie was more of a biographical picture, but a sequel will be a “modern story”.
So I told anyone that emailed me, “I can’t offer you any medical advice, I am merely an investigative journalist who made this movie, but if you decide to undergo this therapy, I’d love to follow your story.” This is how I met Pete Cohen and his partner Hannah Bradley, Laura and Ben Hymas, and many other patients in the sequel.
The two “star” patients in “Burzynski: Cancer Is Serious Business Part II” were Hannah Bradley and Laura Hymas. Both had dreadful brain tumors. Hannah is still alive and cancer-free today, and Laura was cancer-free for a couple of years before a relapse.
This was very tragic for my wife and I, we had become very close friends with the Hymas’ while making the film. Below is the section of the film with Laura, I added the wedding stuff and uploaded this clip shortly after they were married:
Here we are at dinner for our second visit to England while following Laura’s story:
Another tragedy was the death of Amelia Saunders. I was following her for “Part II” and also became close friends with her parents, Richard and Chantal. Amelia had a “DIPG” (diffuse intrinsic brainstem glioma). These tumors usually appear in children, and Antineoplastons are the only known medications to have ever cured it. Even so, the percentages are low, depending on which study you look at, it’s only around a 20% chance of survival using Antineoplastons.
Overall, “Part II” didn’t really become a “hit”. I also didn’t bother to place it in theaters, thinking it already had enough of a following. People were actually confused, thinking “I’ve already seen that movie”. The fact that it was a sequel somehow flew over many people’s heads. Even with another Mercola.com launch, it sort of fell flat.
Most people felt “Part II” was actually a better movie, it recently won the Sedona Film Festival’s Top Audience Award for Best Documentary in 2014.
Here is an interview I did at the festival as well (he calls me “Mercola”, common mistake):
- and then to Kurume University in southern Japan to interview the members of the research team that had been independently studying Antineoplastons for nearly 30 years.
Here we all are at dinner. This team consisted of pathologists, oncologists, surgeons, PhD biochemists, and anesthesiologists:
A very formal photograph after dinner:
Another amusing thing I learned was, our American FDA had heard about the Japanese studying Antineoplastons, and flew to Japan with our tax dollars to “check in on them”. Below are 4 photos of the FDA at Kurume University in 1988 with the Antineoplaston team.
I was hell-bent on not only documenting what the Japanese had done with nearly 30 years of Antineoplaston research, but convincing them to publish their results from their randomized clinical trial using Antineoplastons. The “randomized controlled clinical trial” was created by the scientific community to separate anecdotal data from proven data. The Japanese started with mouse studies, progressed into Phase I and Phase II clinical trials, and then completed a randomized study where the group that received Antineoplastons had double the survival rate than the control group. On top of that, they didn’t even administer the medications the way Dr. Burzynski did. Burzynski gives patients a 24 hour infusion through a line inserted into the chest, but the Japanese just gave arm injections and pill forms of the medicines.
I requested to speak to the head of Kurume University to convince them to publish these studies. If these studies are published in a respectable journal, the National Cancer Institute and American Cancer Society would be forced to change their data, and everyone in the medical community who doesn’t believe this therapy works would all have to just shut up and accept Antineoplastons as a formally proven therapy.
Everyone asks, “Where are your randomized studies? Until they are completed and published, this therapy is still unproven, no matter how many anecdotal cases you present.” What could be better than a randomized study conducted independently, using their own protocols – where the experimental/Antineoplaston group had double the survival rate?
For the sake of the documentary, I wanted them to submit it to The Lancet first, one of the world’s top medical journals. We knew The Lancet would reject it out of prejudice, but it was the principle of the matter – I wanted to prove first-hand that the peer-review process is just as biased as anything else, and science isn’t their priority, especially when that science shows a cancer therapy owned by a controversial figure that works better than anything else on the market. This predicted Lancet rejection was going to be the ending of the movie.
Later, the Lancet quickly rejected the randomized studies. However, it was also submitted to another big journal, and after 8 months of rigorous peer-review, and requests for edits and clarifications, the Japanese just got word it will be published. I can’t say any more than that at this stage, because this is the opposition’s worst nightmare aside from the medications actually reaching the market.
If you want to witness a fascinating case study of psychology, mental illness, and the human’s ability to deny their own reality – watch what happens when these randomized studies are published. All the opposition to this technology will pervert and contort their brains to such a severe degree in their attempt to convince themselves that these medications don’t work — in a sort of Cirque du Soleil display of mental illness. They will roundly attack the journal that publishes it, while completely ignoring the contents of the article – the science. I can’t wait for this chaos to emerge. Their own mantra: “until there are independent randomized studies published in the peer-reviewed literature, these medications are unproven” – will be violently spit into their faces like a gallon of sulfuric acid, and their sudden denial of this reality and the increased mental illness that will emerge on the part of the opposition – must be appreciated. I will have popcorn and a beer ready for these mind games to commence. But hey, we live in a world where The Flat Earth Society is still alive and well too! There is something very entertaining to me when watching science denialism unfold.
I have to give myself a pat on the back too, as I single-handedly convinced the Japanese to get their randomized studies published, so I can certainly say I’ve played my part in this struggle.
Fabio, from the “I can’t believe it’s not butter” commercials and former spokesperson for The American Cancer Society – had a sister dying of cancer. At the last minute – when she was on the brink of death – he dragged her out of a hospital in Italy and took her to be treated by Burzynski. Sadly, she was far too gone to be saved. She couldn’t even hold down a glass of water, much less digest any sort of medications, the chemo and radiation had completely destroyed her at this point. Fabio took it upon himself to help promote my Burzynski sequel.
Here he is being interviewed for the film’s screening at the Newport Beach Film Festival in 2013:
Being in the company of this guy was pretty amazing, he’s a larger than life guy with a heart of gold. Women were freaking out. When members of the media asked for an interview he’d say “go home and watch the Burzynski documentaries and then I’ll give you an interview.” Below is Fabio participating in a Q&A after the film.
Here is another rather spirited Q&A session from this tour:
I flew to Toronto for a screening of “Part II”. One of my favorite rock bands in high school was RUSH, who are from Toronto. They even named one of their songs “YYZ” after the airport code in Toronto. The band RUSH is very private, and are nearly impossible to reach because their adoring fans are fanatics, as I once was – and sort of still am.
Upon my return, while waiting in line for security at the YYZ airport in Toronto, I hear a man scream “I’m 007! James Bond is my name!” I turned and looked and it was Richard Simmons. I couldn’t believe it. He was just as obnoxious off camera as he was on camera. I took out my iPhone and started recording him, as trying to tell people about what I was witnessing would be quite difficult. I continued recording him off and on, and even entering the plane. While recording him in first class, sitting behind him was Alex Lifeson, the guitarist for RUSH, and across the isle was Geddy Lee, the bass player and lead singer for RUSH. I couldn’t believe I caught on video the moment I met Alex Lifeson, while also kicking myself for not upgrading to first class. Though, they would have likely kicked me out of first class as I would have driven these 2 members of RUSH nuts trying to talk to them.
Here is a pretty hilarious video of this entire event:
Here is a clip of one of the “extras”, Coley’s Toxins was another alternative therapy Sloan-Kettering was trying to get back into the mainstream, but the Laetrile debacle totally screwed up its chances:
Here is a photo from a Q&A after a screening in San Luis Obisbo:
Here is the video of the Q&A session from March 6, 2014:
Here is another Q&A session from August 29, 2014 – New York City theatrical premiere:
When entering college, I decided to double major in two fields: one I could make a living by, and another that I actually cared about. So I majored in graphic design and painting. Graphic design would be the fail-safe to insure I would make a living, and painting would be something I cared about. Incredibly, right out of college I had a short-lived career in painting before moving north to New York City.
I always wanted to be a filmmaker, but living in North Carolina with a middle class family income, with no film school anywhere nearby (at this time, later came NCSA Film School), and unable to afford to go to any of the good film schools in California or otherwise, I figured “I will get a job in graphic design and advertising, use that to move to New York City and go from there.” That is exactly what I did.
Living in New York City was one of the most exciting experiences of my life, especially when I moved there in 1997, pre-9/11. The economy was explosive, and I got a job within 24 hours of setting foot on the city’s gritty pavement – at the world-famous advertising agency “Young & Rubicam”. I had zero leads to get the job, that’s just how incredible the economy was back then (and perhaps they liked me too). I just walked into a head hunter’s office without an appointment, had an interview and presented my portfolio, and was asked to start work at Young & Rubicam the same day. I kid you not, I actually asked “who is Young & Rubicam”? That is how green I was. (If you’re a fan of “Man Men”, they commonly call it: Y&R).
I was freelancing as a designer at Young & Rubicam during the day, and taking on other freelance work at night. There was so much work available, I either didn’t sleep or had to turn down work. Can you imagine a world where we have to turn down work? That was pre-9/11 for you. Ad agencies in particular didn’t have normal business hours, they were 24 hours shops, with a full rotation of staff to keep its machine running. Sometimes I found myself sucked into that 24 hour rotation machine, but they paid handsomely for it. While working at Young & Rubicam during the day, I moonlighted as a creative director at a little boutique ad agency in SoHo (at the corner of Prince & Broadway above SoHo’s Victoria’s Secret) that had just retained “Pete’s Beer” as a client. Remember “Pete’s Wicked Ale?” I coined the tagline “Have a Beer, For Pete’s Sake”, which was their tag until Corona bought them out, and the beer was never seen again, at least to my knowledge.
At Young & Rubicam in particular, I was awe-struck by the different personalities, and different folks from around the world all convening at once within the largest independent advertising agency in the country (before they went public and screwed everyone out of their stock options). I was equally as awe-stuck at the wages the freelancers were making, these people were making between $500.00 to $1,500.00 per day as a freelancer! On top of that, nearly all of them came from Ivy-League schools, and here I was—Eric Merola from East Carolina University. When people asked me where I was from, they always wondered why I didn’t have a southern accent — my parents are from New York State, the city of Corning.
In fact, my grandfather on my mother’s side – George Clinton Shay – was an engineer and inventor at Corning Glassworks in Corning, NY. Among many patents he acquired for the company, he invented the “gorilla glass” that is now in all of our smart phones, and is essentially in all of our flat screen TVs, laptops and computer screens you are looking through while reading this. He invented that glass in the 1960′s intended for car windshields, but it was shelved until Steve Jobs called upon them to create a strong glass for the iPhone. While Corning was working secretly with Steve Jobs to develop the iPhone, Corning made stealth invoices disguised as florist/flower shop invoices while they were in development together — as a precaution to avoid the secret “iPhone project” from getting out.
His father (my great grandfather) was also an engineer, below is his blueprint from 1913 for an above-ground subway for Los Angeles he designed (it’s hanging in my home now) until the Goodyear tire company lobbied to have the LA subway idea destroyed to protect their share of the transportation market.
By the way, the show “Mad Men”? Working on Madison Ave. was just like that — not kidding.
The first guy I worked with at Young & Rubicam was Lou Colletti. We all nicknamed him “f*cking Lou” The reason for this is the fact that Lou was a red-blooded Italian who couldn’t utter a single sentence without the word “f*ck” in it. It was to such a degree, that when we’d say, “Lou, come on, watch the language!” He’d respond with “F*ck! I mean Sh*t! I mean, Aw f*ck it!” That was Lou, but he also had a heart of gold.
Lou was the art director for Jello Pudding, when Bill Cosby was their spokesperson.
While at Young & Rubicam, we also launched the infamous “7 UP YOURS” campaign.
Oh, and remember Verizon’s “Can you hear me now”? My friend’s wife came up with that one, she just blurted out “How about, can you hear me now?” in a status meeting, and they ran with it, she got zero credit for that.
I bounced around freelancing at many ad agencies. A few years later, while fulfilling a short stint at TBWA Chiat Day, I remember seeing the original “I’m Loving It” tagline come across my desk for McDonald’s and I remember thinking, “what a silly tagline, they’ll never pick that one.”
2. And then 9/11 hits, and the American Dream devolves…
Sept. 11, 2001 was one of the most surreal events I’ve ever witnessed. I watched the entire thing unfold right before my eyes, while everyone else was watching it on TV.
One thing that 9/11 did was—wake me up, coupled with the bizarre religious-like patriotic fervor that emerged, it really rattled my cage. None of it made any sense. Why would a bunch of guys who are mostly from Saudi Arabia fly a bunch of planes into our buildings? Why, if they were able to pull off such a stunt, successfully evading all our defense systems, and if they wanted to kill as many of us as possible—why not fly them into a bunch nuclear power plants? They stole 4 planes! None of it added up.
And why would we go into Iraq to bomb the crap out of them when the people who did it were not from Iraq to begin with? When it became painfully obvious that the event of 9/11, whoever was responsible, was going to be used as an excuse to go into Iraq to covet all the oil there, and our soldiers who willingly signed up to protect us were merely pawns in a larger power grab, this was a huge eye opener.
The streets of New York were flooded with protests against the Iraq war, and it did nothing. People were being arrested and beaten in front of everyone for daring to question the government’s decision to go into Iraq and bomb them into the stone age. It really made me realize, where is this “we the people” we are constantly being told about? Where the people have a voice?
In addition, is it me, or do we not really live in a Republic vs. a Democracy? A Republic is when a group of people elect other people to represent them, and if they don’t do what the people want, there is nothing the people can do except complain and maybe start throwing eggs at that politician’s home. A Democracy is when the people can actually vote on something as a population. Did we vote for the Iraq War? Nope. The people of Colorado voted as a state to legalize pot — that is an example of democracy, but if that decision was given to the people we elected, I seriously doubt it would ever have occurred. If we live in a Republic, which we apparently do by its definition, then the “Republicans” have already won long ago, and the Democrats are a bunch of disillusioned people running in political races that are already lost. Maybe it’s just me.
I realized that both sides of the political spectrum protect the same thing: they protect the establishment, and voting for more people into office expecting anything to change, is a bit diluted. Just take a quick glance at the how many things have “changed” for the better since Obama took office. I realized that continuing to vote for a bunch of millionaires and billionaires who couldn’t care less about my life was not only ridiculous and a waste of time, but is actually supporting the same system that has thrown us overboard. It’s sort of like Homer Simpson who can’t stop touching the hot tea kettle, “ow, hot!” “ow hot!” “ow, hot!” Yet, people still keep showing up at the polls, expecting a different outcome, while studying history and applying the scientific method to it, the outcome never changes.
I had tried applying for grants to make documentaries, I had pitched my own irreverent (sometimes socially-conscious) TV shows to almost every TV network—to no avail.
I had this rather ridiculous animated series I created called “Fly Boy“, sort of like “South Park” on acid, and Creative Artists Agency (CAA) in Los Angeles decided they wanted to help me sell it. So, I was paying rent in NYC and living and paying rent in LA at the same time, driving up as much debt as possible.
“Fly Boy” was a bizzarre creation that came out of a little project we called “Low Rent Rat”. I conceived of it with Leo Curbelo, a friend from Young & Rubicam. Partly inspired by South Park, I had this idea to create an animated show based on photo-collage animation, even before “Jib-Jab” came to be. We somehow wound up in the New York office for Comedy Central pitching this show. They liked it, and asked for a budget. They had in mind adding our “Low Rent Rat” to Robert Smigel’s “TV Funhouse” which was still in development at that time. Apparently Smigel didn’t like that idea, and wanted his “TV Funhouse” show to himself. So, it didn’t work out. (For those who don’t know who Robert Smigel is, he’s also the person behind “Triumph The Insult Comic Dog” from the Conan O’Brien show, and did animated shorts for Saturday Night Live.)
Nonetheless, this experience left me excited, and determined to sell this show in some form. I then rearranged the show a bit, using the same photo-collage idea, and called it “Fly Boy”, where the main character was literally a fly.
Needless to say, “Fly Boy” didn’t work out. I remember sitting in a sublet in Santa Monica (while also paying rent back in New York City) watching the 1 year anniversary of 9/11 on a crappy TV that was left in the apartment. For furniture, the apartment I sublet had only one bed, and a huge table for my computer equipment so I could animate. This was all during the year of 2002.
Shortly after, “Fly Boy” wound up on the desk of Heather Kenyon – the Vice President of Cartoon Network at the time. She wanted to turn it into a kids show. So I made it more “kid-like” and called it “Dynamite Salad”. It was in development for about a year, and then Heather left Cartoon Network, and the incoming VP didn’t want to pursue it further.
Meanwhile, in 2003, the IRS decided to audit me for my insanely in-debt year of 2002! The IRS came to my home(!), and asked me all sorts of surreal questions about a hand drum sitting on my shelf that had been purchased off the street in Manhattan’s Chinatown, accusing me of being some sort of importer-exporter selling hand drums (!). They accused me of being a gambler, a drug dealer, or perhaps a terrorist? It was a surreal string of nonsense. In the end, after a year of this — after the IRS requested all my bank statements, credit card statements, and receipts, they called me into their Brooklyn office. They sit me down and literally say, “We have found nothing in the years we audited you, so you have a choice: you can pay us $1,500 to make this go away, or, we go back a farther.”
I said, “let’s go back farther!”
They clearly didn’t want to do that, and recommended that I consult with my accountant. So I called him up, told him this, and he said “pay the $1500 and get out of there!” He reminded me that I am essentially dealing with a legal mafia, and that $1500 was extortion money, no different than the illegal mafia. So, I reluctantly paid it. They apparently couldn’t justify whatever they had to pay the auditor to audit me and come back empty handed. This was my first real fight with our government, and I won, because I had nothing to hide.
Just around the time my financial chaos was all coming to a close, I met a lovely young woman named Kate, who I am now married to for over 10 years. She’s half German, half Polish, with Polish citizenship. Well, we hadn’t been together a half-a-year living in NYC, when she decides to go home to Europe, file for her final semester of classes for Grad school and visit me for 2 weeks before completing her final semester. So, she comes back into NYC at JFK, ripped out of line by immigration, placed in the basement and interrogated for 6 hours (while sitting next to genuine drug dealers and terrorists in handcuffs) and told “you must sign this confession saying you have been working here illegally, or you spend the weekend in jail and answer to a judge on Monday.” So, she did at the end of the 6th hour. (Later an immigration lawyer told me that they couldn’t hold her for more than 6 hours without a confession, hence the 6 hours).
Mind you, I was sitting in the airport lobby for half this time waiting, and finally convinced an employee to find her. About 3 hours into this ordeal, he tells me, “she’s being sent back to Europe, I think”. Of course when I asked why, he had nothing to say.
One lawyer I spoke to about this told me, “immigration can’t catch the ‘real’ perpetrators, so they intentionally pull people out of line that seem like easy targets, force them to sign confessions, in order to meet Homeland Security quotas.” My blinding rage continued.
My eyes were wide open as an American citizen after this series of events, and frankly, at this point, I was ready to leave the USA altogether.
Shortly after, I got a job working for Polo Ralph Lauren’s advertising department as a freelancer, explained to them my situation—and spent 3 weeks in NYC, and 3 weeks in Europe for the duration of 2004 visiting my then deported girlfriend and soon-to-be fiance, Kate. Spending 50% of my time outside of the USA was perfectly fine with me. Perhaps the universe knew what was coming for me, and threw me this bone.
(By the way, Ralph Lauren’s real name is Ralph Lipshitz, not Ralph Lauren. Not sure of its spelling, but it’s pronounced “Lip-shits”.)
In short, we did all the legal things we needed to do, got married in Poland, and within a year she was able to come back to the USA so we could live together full time. Why a year you ask? Why if you are married, can’t she just come back? Well, because she had the absurd tyrannical “offense” of being deported in her records, now we had to get that removed! So, get married first, then remove the fake offense. During the wedding trip, we ironically visited Auschwitz, another example of a government gone totally wrong. I guess I was happy the USA didn’t throw my fiance into a gas chamber.
We go to the embassy in Warsaw, Poland and file to have my wife’s fake deportation offense removed. The lady behind the bulletproof glass takes our papers, and returns 10 minutes later with her green card! We of course asked, “I thought we had to apply to have the offense removed?” She said, “oh no, we looked at your case, she can go back to the USA today if she wants.”
If we weren’t so distracted by this unexpected turn of events, I would have known better to think it was this easy. So, what happens? She enters the USA at JFK shortly after, they take her downstairs and interrogated her again for another 4 hours!
Yep, they couldn’t understand how she got back into the country. The lady in Warsaw apparently felt so sorry for us, knowing how absurd our situation was, she broke the rules and just gave us Kate’s green card. Needless to say, the next 2 times she tried to get back into the country, the same thing happened. Hours of interrogation, until finally immigration on the USA end broke their rules and just deleted her “offense” from the computer! Everything has been fine since. Funny how easy it is to make or break someone’s life with a simple click of a mouse.
By the way, before this, every immigration lawyer told me, “she’s never getting back in”. So, I never hired an immigration lawyer and did all of this on my own. I read everything, and did everything by myself.
This is what we call, “determination”. If our relationship wasn’t going to work out, it sure as hell wasn’t going to be because the United States government wouldn’t allow it, our love would be on our terms, not our government’s terms.
Anything is possible if you put your mind to it, anything, including beating Homeland Security’s warped and corrupt facade of a “system of protection”.
In the words of Bill Hicks, “my third eye had been squeegeed quite cleanly”.
4. Discovering “The Cancer Industry”, by Ralph W. Moss
So, after this incredible feat of beating the corrupt IRS, and beating our corrupt Homeland Security — Kate and I were enjoying life, and I was setting my sights on making my own documentary film. But a documentary film about what?
As anyone like myself experiencing a similar awakening of how corrupt this world in which we live really is — I began reading every historical book about our government, watching every documentary I could get my hands on about the same… and one day, while walking by The Strand Book Store in New York City, I saw a book called “The Cancer Industry” by Ralph W. Moss — sitting in the $1.00 bin on the sidewalk.
I thumbed through it, and bought it. It seemed right up my alley: government covers up effective cancer treatments, that sounds about right considering all the corruption I’ve seen the last few years.
This is where my life took another new turn. I was enthralled by Ralph’s own story working at Sloan-Kettering when they were covering up their own positive test results of Laetrile. The corruption didn’t stop at the health industry. It was always sort of a running joke among friends that effective therapies for cancer are likely being covered up – but to see it plain as day, I couldn’t believe our own government would intentionally cover-up safe and effective therapies for cancer in the name of protecting its industry’s bottom line. Especially when virtually all current cancer therapies didn’t work to begin with. Who was I kidding?
After numerous attempts to get Ralph to cooperate in making a film about his personal story, he turned me down. After all, who was I? I had no documentary film credentials other than some animation work on Michael Moore’s films. See the clip below, the animated guy running past at the 45 second mark, and again with his butt on fire at the 58 second mark — that’s me, I animated myself into the clip I did this while working for Flickerlab, in New York.
Here is my entire animation demo reel from those days:
I then set my sight on another subject that was in Ralph’s book, The Cancer Industry — a chapter on Dr. Stanislaw Burzynski. After spending about 6 months badgering Dr. Burzynski in an attempt to gain his trust, he let me in.
A long, long, long time ago, before I was a documentary filmmaker, I was an animator, and before that I was a painter — and I somehow made a living painting and selling paintings for a couple of years.
When I was completing my senior year of college, I decided that majoring in “Graphic Design” wasn’t very fulfilling. Against all advice, I decided to focus most of my energy in my last year of college on painting. I remember to this day my painting instructor telling me, “you realize that if you become a painter you are competing with other luxury items, like Ferrari dealerships and mink coat manufacturers, right?”
I didn’t fully understand what he meant, nor did I think that applied to me at a tender age of 23. After selling out shows in coffee shops and restaurants around my home town of Winston-Salem, NC – in 1997 I made the trek to New York City to try to “make it as a painter”. Once arriving there I realized my instructor was right.
When I was in North Carolina, people loved and purchased my paintings because, well… they loved and wanted to buy them. However, in New York City, professional painters are an extension of fashion —- and their success mattered not how good they were, or how pretty the work was, but instead how “trendy” it was.
I found all my fellow painting peers trying to emulate Andy Warhol or John Basquiat, without any sense of personal style or personal vision. They had it instilled in them that “they must paint like the painters before them in order to be successful”. You know what? They were right! Gallery owners loved to see painters who looked like all the other painters. They didn’t know how to handle or deal with a “new” style or vision.
Sadly, the gallery world in New York City is a stale and shallow world. It just recycles the same old stuff, because it’s safe and it sells. Newcomers aren’t welcome, especially newcomers with a fresh voice. (Sort of sounds like our political system, eh?)
I often wonder if technology didn’t grow as it has since the days of the “masters” like Picasso, Bacon, or whomever—if people like Spielberg and other big directors of film wouldn’t also be painters themselves.
You have to ask: “where are all the good painters anymore?” There was a time when painters were superstars, on the covers of magazines, selling out shows, and had the same type of popularity and influence as politicians or celebrities like Brad Pitt or Spielberg. If you ask me, those days are over. Now it’s graffiti artists who vandalize phone booths, and then end up in galleries. Not that there is anything wrong with that, I love me some “Banksy” as much as the next guy.
Today’s fine art world is pretty much dead. Also, you couple that with the fact that the economy is tanking, and people just don’t have disposable income to buy giant paintings to hang in their homes, especially when their homes themselves are being foreclosed upon. We live in a very different world today than it was even in 1997 when I was getting started.
Sept 11, 2001 didn’t help on that front either. After 9/11, the economy tanked and everyone was scrambling for survival, especially in New York City. The idea of trying to survive as a oil painter just seemed more and more absurd in a time where the world was turning upside down.
In short, 9/11 was such a wake-up call, and after that event unfolded out my window in Brooklyn I had set my sights on making a difference in the world in the largest way possible. It warms me to know that a dozen or more people have passionately hung my paintings in their homes, something that I created out of nothing — but it is also exciting to know that my documentary films have been seen by millions, and in the case of my first documentary, “Burzynski”, it has also saved some lives.
One day I will take up painting again, but if I do, it will be a massive effort — setting up shows in giant spaces, because why bother doing it if it can’t be seen?
America’s War on Cancer began in the early 1970s and New York’s Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center was the research institution leading the charge. According to a new book, and documentary, the Center wasn’t always truthful with the American public. When it came to Laetrile Therapy, at the time a widely publicized alternative cancer treatment, our next guest says they lied about its effectiveness and suppressed their own positive test results. Was there a cover-up? And if so, why? Our guest is Ralph Moss, a science writer for more than 40 years. He’s written 10 books and made three documentary films on cancer. His newest book is “Doctored Results: The Suppression of Laetrile at Sloan-Kettering Institute for Cancer Research.” The documentary film, “Second Opinion,” by filmmaker Eric Merola, is based on that book.
“Second Opinion: Laetrile At Sloan-Kettering” had its World Premiere at the San Luis Obispo Film Festival, CA on March 6, 2014. This posting also includes additional clips from the film.
About the film:
“Ralph W. Moss has stayed the course in stating his case. I am glad his voice is being heard.”
Harold P. Freeman, MD
Past National President, American Cancer Society
Past Chairman, President’s Cancer Panel
The War On Cancer, launched in the early 1970s, set the stage for a massive influx of new ideas in fighting the disease of cancer. Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center, America’s leading cancer research center at the time, was assigned the task of testing an unconventional therapy called “Laetrile” in an effort to curb the public’s “false hope” in the alleged “quack” therapy.
Ralph W. Moss PhD, a young and eager science writer, was hired by Sloan-Kettering’s public relations department in 1974 to help brief the American public on the center’s contribution to the War On Cancer. One of his first assignments was to write a biography about Dr. Kanematsu Sugiura, one of the Center’s oldest and leading research scientists as well as the original co-inventor of chemotherapy.
While meeting with this iconic scientist to pen a biography on his 60-year career at Sloan-Kettering, Moss discovered that Sugiura had been studying this “quack remedy” in laboratory mice, and with unexpectedly positive results. Shocked and bewildered, Moss reported back to his superiors what he had discovered, only to be met with backlash and denial from Sloan-Kettering’s leaders on what their own leading scientist had found.
Fueled by respect and admiration for Sugiura—Ralph W. Moss attempted to publicize the truth about Sugiura’s findings. And after all diplomatic approaches failed, Moss lived a double life, working as a loyal employee at Sloan-Kettering while also recruiting fellow employees to help anonymously leak this information to the American public— through a newly formed underground organization they called—“Second Opinion”.
Before I get into the details around the reasons for my trip, I want to say some things about my impression of China. I had to get a Visa to enter the country, so with two letters of invitation from two separate groups, I was granted a business category F visa. I am a documentary filmmaker and my reasons for going were to film many things during the conference, one-on-one interviews with some of the doctors, and the hospitals I toured. Everyone scared the hell out of me for wanting to bring big video cameras into the country. First, the Chinese consulate told me “be sure to declare your cameras, and they will be charging you money to bring the cameras in – they will also check to see if you are bringing the cameras back – and they might want to watch any video tapes that you record before they let you leave the country, etc”. Well, none of that turned out to be true. When I landed, and was waiting for my luggage at baggage claim, I found an American who had been to the country many times. I explained to him my concerns, and he said “No way, just walk out through the “nothing to declare” exit. You’ll be fine.” He was right. There was zero issues with the cameras, going in or out of the country.
China is highly populated. Ghangzhou, being the 3rd largest city in China, was very populated. I don’t mean this sarcastically when I say that I understand why they issued a “one-child policy”. When asking one of the locals about this, he explained that you are only allowed one child, if you come from a family where you grew up with a brother or a sister. So, if you had a brother or a sister, you are allowed one child. But, your only child can grow up to have two children. Then, both of those kids are only allowed one child. So, it’s 2 kids, one kid. Driving by schools where parents are waiting for their kids was intense, since most parents can only have one child, that one child means a lot to them. If you illegally have a 2nd child, you essentially have to pay gigantic fines to first have the kid, and then in order to get that kid an ID, go to school, doctor, etc - you have to pay even more fines.
“Communist China”? Hardly!:
While there, in the hotel room looking to see if the typhoon that hit the Philippines was going to come my way, I had English CNN on. Sure enough, a news report came on and opened with “Today in Communist China…” This is just absurd, and made me laugh out loud. China is far from communist. It’s the most capitalistic place on earth. In fact it’s an American capitalist’s wet dream since they have zero regulations, from environment to labor—the average American capitalist could only dream of having China’s unbridled capitalism.
Given there are no regulations, the air was quite polluted – in fact I never saw the sun once due to the smog. The sky was just one big white umbrella, with sort of a “glow” where the sun is. You can definitely smell it in the air. While touring the hospitals (which I will explain later in this blog) I was told that lung and liver cancer are super high there – which makes sense as the lungs are breathing in highly toxic air, and the liver has to detoxify the rest of the pollutants. Also, a form of “nasal” cancer is also high there, while being extremely rare in the USA, presumably due to the pollution. Overall, with the tropical climate in southern China combined with the pollution, being outside quickly became an uncomfortable sticky experience. Overall, anyone that uses the term “communist” to describe China either (a) has no idea what he is talking about, or (b) has no idea what he is talking about.
Notice the “umbrella windshield” and the “umbrella roof”:
Oh, while the hotels had “western” toilets, this is what a public toilet looks like:
One Party Political System:
Perhaps since China has a one-party political system, some equate that to communism. Yes, there was a time up until 1979 where Chinese residents were not allowed to leave China, that has all changed today. Yes, it is true that Facebook, YouTube, Vimeo, most blogs, etc were unable to be viewed on the internet there – but all you do is buy what is called a “VPN” – to gain access to the entire internet. Like any good capitalist society, money will buy you anything!
Does the USA have a multiple party system in comparison? Not from where I sit it doesn’t. Whether we vote democrat or republican, regardless of who is in office we will also be ruled by the “one party,” which is MONEY and corporate control. Perhaps both countries would be better defined as a plutonomy: Citibank Memo The Plutonomy Symposium Rising Tides Lifting Yachts. Taking a good look at the Obama administration with the whole “Hope For Change” bullshit – will tell you the USA’s “two-party political system” is a big fat scam. At least in China, they aren’t lying to the public by pretending that there is freedom in their politics. They at least tell you the truth “The State owns the party,” instead of bullshitting its citizens as we see all day in American media and politics.
And, if you have any cognitive dissonance over the fact that China imprisons its citizens for standing up to the state, and the like—take a big fat look into an American mirror and remember Bradley Manning, Edward Snowden, and the rest. Do they have prison labor camps? Sure do. But America does too! America is equally as guilty as China for its political climate. Again, at least China is upfront about it.
I personally get a little tired of the USA claiming they are any better than China. The only thing that the USA has over China is an EPA. I am happy we do have an EPA, but like all of America’s regulatory institutions, it’s a matter of time before Industry highjacks and purchases that agency too – as they have the FDA.
Most signs were written in Chinese and English – though often not properly, this one reads like some sort of mystery Haiku:
The economy in China is booming to say the least. The average 2 bedroom condo in the area where I was staying is selling for $400,000 USA dollars. No one lives in houses that I could see. They all lived in apartment or condo buildings. These condos were selling faster than they can be built. China is more than obviously going to quickly rise up to outshine the USA’s economy. Many people in the USA seem to hate China for “taking all our jobs,” but we must remember that it’s the American politicians and corporations who are sending our jobs over there, not the Chinese. Again, that’s capitalism – the true capitalist will take the least expensive route to turn the highest profit, and if it means selling out its own citizens to do it (as the USA has done) that’s what will be done.
Not far from where I was staying is the famous “Apple iPhone parts factory” that has the giant nets outside to keep people from leaping off the roofs and killing themselves due to hating their jobs. Most of us think it’s some kind of forced labor, but it’s not. Those people have a choice to quit those jobs if they wish—yet another misconception. Frankly, most every office job I have ever had, I have at one time or another imagined throwing myself through the plate glass windows to splatter myself all over the sidewalk in disgust of what I have had to tolerate in my past “wage slave” jobs. All jobs suck, period. I thank my lucky stars every morning when I wake up that I managed to escape and make a living as a documentary filmmaker.
Also, apparently, the Chinese banks are beginning to fully back its currency with gold. So if the Western economy crashes, China will be just fine. I met an American there who has moved all of his money into Chinese banks for this reason.
“China is taking our jobs!” They aren’t taking our jobs, our jobs have been taken (past tense)! We have to remember, it’s the USA’s fault for opening China up to the WTO, and it is the 57,000+ USA factories fault for moving their factories to China. They didn’t have to, but they needed to in order to compete. It’s just capitalism folks. If you don’t like it, perhaps you need to lobby for a new system. I am not saying it’s “right,” just pointing out the glaring reality. You can’t say one thing and do another – you gotta call a spade a spade.
Note on photo below:They must think the average Westerner is still a complete militant racist. I was reluctant to post this photo, but anyone that knows me knows that I am the most liberal open-minded person they will meet, and certainly not a racist – but holy cow how RACIST is the watermelon statue? Yes, these were in the GIFT SHOP of the 2nd 5-star hotel I stayed in! Stunning. You have to see the humor in such absurdity.
Overall, the people were pretty nice. Finding people that spoke English was very challenging, however. You can tell the males dominate, with females being slightly less superior. It seemed evident in their demeanor. Bicycles are everywhere, many of them with three wheels like giant tricycles. It wasn’t uncommon for 3 to 4 people to be piled onto a bicycle barreling down the street. The Chinese didn’t seem to care about adhering to any sort of traffic laws either – cars drove the wrong way down the street, bikes and people and cars would somehow seamlessly interweave in and out of each other without collision. People walking couldn’t care less about “don’t walk” signs, in fact often they would walk right in front of your car, hold up their hand as to say “stop!” and walk right across the street into full-blown traffic. People driving seemed to accept this as perfectly normal.
As far as it being a “Police State,” I sure didn’t see many police. I see 10 times more cops in the USA in one day in our so-called “free country” than I saw in China the entire 7 days I was there.
The dish on the right is Pigeon. Yes, I ate one leg, tasted like a tiny chicken leg, with little tiny pigeon bones:
My biggest complaint was the food. With the exception of one private dinner with Clifford Pang, a local billionaire, the food was less than desirable for me—even at both 5-star hotels I dined in. To start, every meal I had was “buffet style.” Therefore, everything was way overcooked. The seafood was nothing like my palate had ever tasted. Every single morning for breakfast I had rice, noodles, iceberg lettuce, baked beans, and what appeared to be McDonald’s chicken McNuggets.
This was my breakfast, pretty much every morning:
That’s right, someone is selling the exact same McNuggets to China’s hotels. Same shape, same taste, same texture, right there in the buffet line. Except these nuggets were soggy like a sponge. After being in China, I don’t want to see any Chinese restaurants, or any Chinese food for at least a year. I frankly wonder why anyone thought it to be a good idea to open a Chinese restaurant in the west. The Chinese food in the USA is nothing like the Chinese food in China. All the beverages were in big vats with a spout. They even poured Coca-Cola into big vats with a spout, which of course makes it entirely flat. I don’t drink Coke often, but I had to try the “vat Coke” to see what it was like. One day I ate “Cantonese” chinese food, and I couldn’t tell the difference between that and “other” Chinese food. When they serve meat, they just chop it up with all the bones and cartilage. You have to fish through each bite not to injure yourself on the bones and cartilage. The only thing that saved me was plenty of fruit (watermelon, dragon fruit, etc) and their version of “Udon” soup, where I’d point to the noodle type, and ingredients, with bizarre round fish balls and broth. Anyone that thinks they are going to China “for the food” should reconsider. Japan was not like this, Japan’s food was some of the most memorable meals I have had in my life.
Unless of course, you get a chance to eat in the private dining room of Dr. Clifford Pang, which he only opens for the likes of the Vice Premiere Of China, and somehow us
Six-course meal I had in Dr. Clifford Pang’s private dining room:
Me with Dr. Pang and his wife:
The entire table (also pictured are some of the world’s leading oncologists using hyperthermia with standard of care, with double the survival rates):
Clifford Pang, engineer, medical doctor, philanthropist: Dr. Clifford Pang was sort of our “guide” though the first leg of my trip. He recognized the proven benefit of hyperthermia when used with standard of care, and brought it to China. Not only that, he literally built a hospital that includes this therapy. Originally from a peasant family, he got a degree in city engineering and went back to get a medical degree. He bought a large plot of farmland, moved a mountain out of the way (he literally moves mountains), drained a swamp, and built a huge gated community with 50,000 homes, selling for an average of $400,000 each. He is set to build another 150,000 homes. He gave us a tour of this community, and it was a bastion of happy people. Kids running around playing in the parks, parents playing with kids, cooking outside, etc. Hardly the “repressive” vision we are all taught back home. His real estate is worth over $10 billion today, and growing. When Dr. Pang passes, the entire thing goes back to the people. He was also offered to make his corporation public to the stock market and refused, knowing how making such a move would only lead to corruption to serve its stock holders. Dr. Pang is hardly the average hard-nosed capitalist. Oh, and by the way, for a 30 day stay at this hospital, with Stage IV cancer (left to “go home and die” stage), you get a VIP room for you and your entire family to stay in, standard therapy, hyperthermia, ozone therapy, acupuncture, non-sugar organic diet, China seems to recognize that sugar feeds cancer, unlike the staunch denial from the USA doctors: “What? We inject radioactive sugar to allow the tumors to light up in a PET scan? That has nothing to do with sugar feeding cancer! Drink that milkshake! You need your calories!” — restaurants, all the bells and whistles that come with Chinese medicine to help keep a strong mental state – for a mere $10,000 for the entire 30-day stay. Dr. Pang said that since the hospital has opened, he has a 30% cure rate for all Stage IV cancer patients who check into its program – regardless of cancer type. This wasn’t just a top-notch hospital, it is a 5 star resort, with billiards rooms, hair salons, movie theaters, crafts, outdoor parks, meditation, yoga – everything.
2000+ years of incredible technology:
On my last day there I visited a 2000+ year old tomb that was discovered in the 1980s. “The Museum of the Nanyue King of Western Han Dynasty.” This tomb was over 2000 years old, with most everything found in it in pristine condition. Anything made of wood was of course gone and disintegrated, but anything made of stone or metal was in near perfect shape. I was shocked to find that 2000 years ago, before the “birth of Christ,” they had crossbows, oil lamps, forks, spoons, knives, guitars, chariots, umbrellas, medicine, garment hooks, games, pot and pans, steamers, shoes, paper and fabric printing. You name it—they had it. Short of electricity and the internet, they were doing everything and had everything we have today. All of which had the upmost of aesthetic visual beauty, with incredible craftsmanship. When we think about the times of the “birth of Christ” 2000 years ago, we all imagine people wearing rags, and clubbing wild animals to death. This might have been in the western world, but in China, they were apparently light years ahead of the rest of us.
Entrance to the tomb (it’s only been cleaned, nothing “restored”):
The burial case, made of over 2,000 pieces of Jade – held by silk string, they used the original jade to reconstruct the burial case: