On Wednesday February 10, I gave a lecture at the Therapeutics Initiative (the T.I.) in Vancouver about the Permanent Sexual Dysfunctions SSRIs and other drugs can cause. See Sex and Evidence Based Medicine.
The damage done by these drugs often extends beyond a total and complete inability to feel sexual desire and pleasure to a total inability to feel pleasure of any sort and a profound loss of identity – a living death.
These Enduring Sexual Dysfunctions affect black, brown, yellow, and white. They affect rich and poor. Women and men. Young and old. No group on earth is spared – although at the moment white people are bearing the brunt of this plague.
The February lecture makes clear that, while the conspiracy theories some white people have that they are being replaced are crazy, the enduring sexual dysfunctions are bringing about just this in reality.
White people are replacing themselves because so many of them are taking these drugs that close to 1 in 5 of them can no longer make love or when they do if they get pregnant the drugs double the rates of miscarriage, and double the rates at which any children born will be autistic, hyperactive, debilitatingly anxious from a young age or have serious cardiac or other physical defects.
White people are in the firing line because of their collective and individual belief in the promise of technical progress. Black people are still more likely to turn to their people, a community, for support, and Muslims turn to the Ummah, which means roughly what The Invisible Body used to mean for Catholics. No Protestants and probably few Christians of any sort under the age of 40 have any sense of what an Invisible Body might be.
I’m not bothered by White people being replaced. I am bothered by the people with enduring sexual dysfunctions who are in touch with me who kill themselves or seek Medical Assistance in Dying for this or the related Treatment Resistant Depression.
The February lecture has introduced a censorship into the T.I. because 2 of the 300 people in attendance objected to one slide featuring the Real President of the United States. The version of the lecture now on the T.I. site no longer features the original slide (number 10). For weeks until a compromise was reached, T.I were happy to cut the slide and with it the chunk of lecture that went with it without which the lecture doesn’t make sense – this was one of the two ventricles that kept the heart of this talk beating.
They are now planning to join the pharmaceutical industry in screening everybody’s slides before they give a talk.
A slide that once would probably have given Donald fond memories – available on Sex and Evidence Based Medicine. – caused more concern than the serial and increasing deaths of young people who die because of their accurate perception that no-one gives a fuck and the system is going to do nothing to try and solve the problem. Die because they get laughed at by doctors, and other healthcare staff.
On Wednesday February 10, as I gave this lecture, Janet, a mother in America, working in a senior healthcare post, found herself unable to breathe. She had been emailing me regularly for over a year saying this day would come. She emailed me when she caught a breath.
I can’t breathe my baby is gone due to medicine that was supposed to help him. He is in God’s arms but I want him here.
Her 20 year old son, Jordan, who had Post-SSRI Sexual Dysfunction (PSSD) had taken his own life as she had known for over a year he would.
If it was my son, I’d imagine I’d have homicidal thoughts, like many black people have after encounters with the police, Being Black, and I can imagine it might be difficult for me not to act on them.
S, a young woman, somehow plucked up the courage to come to me some years ago, trusting her parents who both worked in healthcare.
She had been shy and anxious starting a new job and mentioned this to a family doctor who showed more wisdom than most and reassured her that he would support her. But on another visit to the clinic a different doctor supported her in a different way – giving her an SSRI.
She disintegrated rapidly, ending up in hospital, diagnosed as schizophrenic and given a cocktail of drugs every one of which made her worse. Her father, a doctor, was powerless to help. He rapidly became viewed by the system as part of the problem rather than the solution which he sensed lay in the opposite direction to what the system seemed hellbent on pursuing.
There are nearly 30 posts under the Medical Kidnap heading on the RxISK blog all powerful and some of the earliest ones in particular featuring Teresa Pocock and S in Kidnapped Daughter, Kidnapped Daughter 2 are chilling.
Her parents finally got S back. Badly damaged. They figured they had no option but to take her out of the country and finally to bring her to see me.
She has remained drug free ever since and has slowly recovered from a lot of physical damage and even more damage to her confidence.
Years later, she remains as unwilling to see any doctor for anything as Barack Obama in shabby clothes, or Joe Biden if he were black, or any real black man would be to walk into a police station and mention they were having homicidal thoughts after being jumped on by some policemen a few weeks before – see Being Black.
She is just one of many people I know in a similar situation – people who might make a bad mistake in response to an invitation to come along and see one of our doctors, and say ‘I’d sooner die than go to see Dr X’. Its not safe dealing with health systems these days. Most people don’t know this. A growing number have learnt the hard way.
Last week, RxISK told Shane Cooke’s shocking story in Discarded by GSK. Here was a young man driven into a delirious state by a drug. It should have been clear to those treating him the drug was causing his problem.
An idiot of a judge jailed him for two years when he had done relatively minor damage to the property of a service who said they would help him, but made everything worse at every step, and in the end refused to help at all despite every wall of its buildings being festooned with slogans like We Help because We Care.
Shane’s case echoes that of the Guildford Four – four innocent Irish people jailed by a corrupt English police and legal system that wanted to be seen to have caught and incarcerated people no matter – any Irish fucker would do.
Gerry Conlon, one of the four, the hero of the movie In the Name of the Father never recovered even after they won their freedom 15 years later despite the very heights of the British legal system making it clear that they should stay in prison, even if innocent, in order that the public doesn’t lose confidence in the police.
Shane was imprisoned in order that the public doesn’t lose confidence in its drugs.
Most Irish people know where they were when the Guildford Four were released just as most Black people (and lots of others) know where they were when Barack Obama came out on a Chicago stage as President Elect. But Irish people, as my Black arm-wrestler made clear to me (Being Black) have never had to put up with anything like what Black people have to put up with.
The one moment my arm wrestler showed some discomfort was when I mentioned that the horrors the Irish have been through haven’t made us nice people – we are among the most bigoted, and racist people on earth in my opinion. He couldn’t accept that this might be true for Black people also – even some of them.
In my opinion Black people in general are a lot more decent than white people but being oppressed does nothing good for the soul. Being an oppressor does nothing good for the soul either.
Shane’s life was destroyed by prescription drugs. If I were him I’d have been very inclined to give the system a legitimate reason to jail me. But what Shane is now doing shows that somehow some of us rise above unimaginable setbacks and get to a point of doing things to help others.
Some will never get a chance to give back – see The Man who Thinks he is a Monster.
James Holmes was put on Zoloft for shyness by a University shrink, who cranked the dose up as he tried to intimate that things were going badly wrong. She told him anything that happened was his responsibility.
What happened was 12 people died and 70 were badly injured at a premiere of Dark Knight Rises in Aurora Colorado in 2012.
Holmes was innocent (in my opinion – having spent time with him). But he is now serving the third longest sentence in US history because his public defenders felt they couldn’t persuade a jury that the entire literature on which all doctors depend is a Fake Literature, ghost written, sometimes claiming a drug works well and is entirely safe when FDA know the trial data is negative and points to serious problems but they say nothing.
How do you take a jury to a point like this. In New South Wales in 2001, a prosecutor (like Kamala Harris once was) told the judge it was obvious this man, David Hawkins, didn’t kill his wife. The Zoloft he was on was responsible. Hawkins walked free.
My Black man and every one else featured in this post and me and many of the rest of us figure we have to stick to due process – take our grievance to the law rather than take the law into our own hands. Pretty well no-one knows that when it comes to the effects of drugs the legal system is entirely corrupted and will jail us rather than let people lose confidence in their drugs.
Rather than let a jury and the media hear that the entire literature on these drugs is ghostwritten etc, prosecutors like Kamala Harris do a deal with the defence to lock someone away till after the earth has burnt to a cinder in exchange for not-executing them – even when someone like James Holmes would have preferred to be executed.
The families and friends of everyone killed or injured in Aurora are being denied the truth of what led to these deaths and injuries.
Kamala – are you Black or Indian or part of the System? What about you Alexandria?
Brenda Hale, a.k.a Spiderwoman, until recently the Chair of the UK Supreme Court was viewed as the bravest women in Britain in 2019 when she faced down the government. But when it comes to the Holmes, Cooke and O’Neill issues which call into question the capacity of the justice system to do what it is supposed to do without fear or favour, Brenda is a System woman – see The Perfect Killing Machine and There is no Sanity Claus.
There are many heroines, and a few heroes, in Shipwreck of the Singular. Right up there at the top of the list is Anne-Marie Kelly. (This post might have worked well for International Woman’s Day except that tokenism is exactly what these issues do not need).
Put on an SSRI she became alcoholic, lost her job and ended up with a criminal record and jail sentence for annoying the police. She figured the Paxil she was on was causing the problem but got laughed at by her doctor and then by Alcoholics Anonymous, who told her that her thinking proved she was an alcoholic.
As things fell apart, without any background in healthcare, and even though an early school drop-out, she began researching SSRIs and worked out exactly what was happening and how to put it right – teaching me things about the Serotonin system in which I have a PhD.
Leaving me figuring that Motivation counts for more than Expertise.
She too was jailed by a miserable magistrate and had her appeal to have her criminal record overturned by an equally miserable and self-righteous judge who paid no heed to the fact that while almost no-one else agreed with her, the pharmaceutical industry did agree and were developing drugs based on her ideas as her expert report pointed out. The failure of her Appeal made it impossible to get a job.
Reflecting on an unbelievable nightmare, kept going perhaps to some extent by the fact that telling her story has saved hundreds of others, helping them to pull themselves out of a downward spiral into chaos and disaster, her view is
‘I think we are all here to learn about the difference between love and hate. Our existence is to teach love to one another‘.
Shipwreck takes on the issues in Being Black and makes the claim that whether we are Black or White, Female or Male, Old or Young, Rich or Poor, the most profound divide between us is the divide between the Fortunate and the Unfortunate.
Not even losers like the company of losers. The ultimate losers in our society are the Drug Wrecked. They have had acid thrown in their face. They need to find an Ummah, a People, an Invisible Body.
Even more than those afflicted with AIDS in the 1980s and 1990s, the pioneers in doing this have been the Indian women disfigured by acid thrown in their faces who have found each other and provide a support they can get from nowhere else.
This world desperately needs heroism like this, leadership like this – from the bottom up – rather than looking to experts or those who claim to represent ‘us’ but increasingly make vassals of us.