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Tuesday 13 November 2007

IT WASN'T A TRY - LIVE WITH IT!

FOR ALL THOSE ENGLISHMEN AND ANTI-SPRINGBOK TOSSERS - PLEASE HAVE A CAREFUL LOOK AT THE PICTURE BELOW AND FOREVER HOLD YOUR PEACE - OR YOUR PIECE FOR THAT MATTER - WHATEVER! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP & MOVE ON...

BOKKE RULE! (for the next 4 years at least....)

Friday 19 October 2007

PURE RUGBY - update

(This post was updated on 24th October - the final limerick verse was added. I didn't want to jinx the boys by posting it prior to our win - which was never in doubt - see the latest post - NICE TRY BUT IT WASN'T ONE!)

I was blown away, but not surprised, by our march through to the Rugby World Cup final on 20th October against England.
I truly believe that Argentina is a far better side than the performance against the Boks in the semi-final would have us believe. Had they engaged us like they did France in the opening game where they believed they could take us on in every facet of the game, the match might have played out differently. Don't get me wrong - I still believe the Boks would have prevailed but the Pumas' professional approach all through the tournament seemed to disintegrate in the semi-final almost as if they had resigned themselves to losing their line-out ball and hoping to keep us pinned back with tactical kicking. Had their kicking been on-song, we might have paid a heavy price for our own inept punting display but the touch-finders that did actually make it to the line, more often than not, were comfortably won by the Springboks on our own and the Pumas' throw.
We will need to step up a gear for the final clash and I have no doubt the Boks are more aware of that demand than anyone else on the planet right now.
The Springbok team psychologist (name escapes me right now) was featured on 702 during this week chatting to David O'Sullivan and he intimated that the players couldn't help but feeling isolated right now and starved of their home support and understandably so. Leaping into action immediately, an sms and email line were set up to receive the wellwishing of 702-landers, these to be forwarded and displayed at the Bok quarters in France. David O'Sullivan admitted to being staggered by the volume of the response and further amazed by the fact that there was not a single dissenting voice among the correspondence - a significant yardstick for the present sentiment in the country marred only by yet another victim of violent crime - the high-profile and well-loved reggae star, Lucky Dube who was tragically and horrifically gunned down in front of his young children in a suspected botched high-jacking in the south of Johannesburg on Thursday (last) night.
John Robbie, 702's morning show host, raised the question of whether listeners thought the Boks should wear black armbands as a mark of respect for the fallen musician and I, for one, believe that the gesture should be embraced - not just for Lucky Dube alone but for all victims of violent crime in our country and this sentiment should be stressed and broadcast to the populace especially the attending President Mbeki en-route to Paris to cheer the Boks on.
That said, I felt compelled to add my own literary contribution to the Springboks wellwishers' list and this little offering takes the inevitable form of a limerick as below:

AN ODE TO THE SPRINGBOKS

Up front CJ, Os and John Smit
Will be pumped from the very first hit
Every” “Touch, pause, engage!”
Will inspire them with rage
And the English front row will submit

With the Blou Bulle second row pair
It’s a combo that’s beyond compare
Yeah Botha and Matfield
From the Bull Ring in Hatfield
Are the kings of the ball in the air

Then there’s Burger and Smith and Rossouw
Our fetching and fighting back row
In the rucks and the mauls
These boys have the balls
Ensuring the next phase will flow

With a midfield of Butch, Jacque and Steyn
We’ll inflict on the Pommies much pain
With our whiplike attack
Jonny Wilko will crack
And his kicking will go down the drain

Then there’s Fourie du Preez as our scrummie
Who can kick, dart or sell one a dummy
He’s the world’s number one
At the base of the scrum
Or crossing the line on his tummy

Our left wing is someone called Bryan
Whose forte is low-level flying
His side step and ducking
Leaves opponents just kakking
And that’s when he’s not even trying

And to counter the intercept king
There’s JP on the opposite wing
He is young and inspired
And he never gets tired
Gives our backline its scorpion sting

And Monty our veteran fullback
With his highlights he cops all the flak
But his highlight for me
Is his consistency
And his calmness when under attack

Not forgetting our boys on the side
Still a wave in our green and gold tide
And the awesome Jake White
With his flair and insight
Win or lose - fills our nation with pride!

Now the battle is over and done
The English have turned tail and run
John Smit and his team
Have brought home a dream
Yes our brilliant young Springboks have won!

GO BOKKE – YOU’VE ALREADY MADE US PROUD – AND YOU'VE MADE HISTORY!

Sunday 14 October 2007

ADVERTISING? ARE YOU KIDDING ME...

MISSING THE POINT....
(I emailed this to Jenny Crwys-Williams and Andy Rice of 702 Talk Radio. Jenny runs an ad feature on her show every Thursday with Andy as a guest expert. That he is and more with a subtle wit to accompany his articulate, informative demeanour.)



Now is it just me or has there been a plethora of irritation expressed over the ads I’m about to highlight?
I refer firstly to the strange practice of advertising agencies allowing themselves to be browbeaten into the hideously bad idea of presenting a real live customer as a voice-over artist through a radio media campaign. I mean, I can’t imagine for a second that the agency would have advised the client of such folly. Would they? Surely not? Tell me it isn’t so…

I recall the MD of Sembel-It having a go at this in the dim and distant past, his wooden monotonous delivery about as inspiring, exciting and convincing as an inebriated beggar at a traffic light.
But the ultimate cringe has to be the Hirsch adverts starring none other than the irrepressible (yet nauseatingly irritating) Lucy Hirsch herself. At first pass I was amused – greatly amused – as I thought it to be a lampoon of some sort but as time wore on I realised that this was the real deal, almost as tragic as those hapless figures on SA Idols who can’t carry a tune for toffee yet are convinced, not only of their vocal prowess, but believe they really and truly deserve to be the biggest thing in pop since Robbie Williams gave his erstwhile boy band the finger all those aeons ago…
I have reached the stage where the opening: “Hah – ahm Loo see Hersch…” causes an involuntary muscle reaction within my left arm, spasming it whip-like to the OFF button on my car radio. I have no control over this – it just happens. About thirty seconds pass and then it does it again – this time targeting the ON button. And the demon is gone. The sweating subsides into a mild panic and I can drive to the jocular John Robbie or the redoubtable Redi Direko or the charismatic Chris Gibbons or the jolly Jenny Crwys-Williams or the drive-time David O’Sullivan – after that I’m usually home. Anything, please anything other than Loo-see Hersch!
Why do they do it Andy, why? I would rather eat worms than listen to the nasal whine of that woman let alone directing my car to any of their one-two-three stores to buy so much as a pack of AAA batteries. It simply doesn’t work. Or does it? Is there a rabid following of aurally-impaired Hirschophiles out there that hang on her every badly-pronounced word? Or are there droves of people like me who cringe every time she opens her mouth? I mean a Facebook group dedicated to her irritation: Get off the radio Lucy Hirsch: http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=2418711473 Doesn’t that kinda sum up the dismal failure of this campaign or are the ad execs disarmingly convincing the Hirsch family that even bad media is good exposure?

Secondly there is the bizarre perception fostered by agencies that ordinary people talk like physicians when they meet casually in supermarkets, just breathless to pounce upon the first opportunity to discuss constipation or other digestive ailments in the frankest of terms. Where do these fools live?
When have you or anyone else on the planet small-talked about the pharmacological action of a medication? Never happened. Never will.
They have one on air currently about a certain laxative. Picture this: a Saturday morning. Jenny and Andy casually bump into one another in the aisle of their local Spar (Good for you? Good for them!).

Reality is:
Jenny:
Hi, Andy, what’s up?
Andy: (if he’s comfortable about sharing his digestive dilemmas in the first place) Hi, Jen – nothing much. Just feeling a bit bloated – y’know – constipated…very uncomfortable.
Jenny: You poor dear. Oh, I use this stuff (insert trade name here) and it’s great. It really works.
Andy: What was that name again?
Jenny: (Repeats trade name)
Andy: Thanks, I’ll try it.
End of discussion. It either works or it doesn’t.

Not:
Jenny:
Hi, Andy, what’s up?
Andy: (we’ve already established that it doesn’t offend his or Jenny’s sensibilities talking about his poo-problems publicly) Hi, Jen – nothing much. Just feeling a bit bloated – y’know – constipated…very uncomfortable.
Jenny: You poor dear. Oh, you should really try (launching into a pharmacist-type authoritarian tone) (insert trade name here) it acts by its osmotic properties thus increasing stimulation of fluid secretion, thereby promoting bowel movement while simultaneously stimulating the accumulation of water and electrolytes in the colon and thus increasing intestinal motility.
Andy: Wow! that sounds like just what I need?
Jenny: (Repeats trade name) – it really works
Andy: Thanks, I’m going to rush over to the pharmacy immediately and ingest heaps of this amazing stuff!

If anyone’s friends (who weren’t pharmacists getting Drug company kickbacks) had to talk to them in this manner, they would turn tail and flee, considering the possibility of having their pal committed for losing all touch with reality.
If they’re going to advertise drugs in technical manner then surely they must attempt to deliver the message through the agency of an authority figure such as a (suitably cast) doctor or a pharmacist and avoid at all costs the insulting, annoying dynamic of unrealistic situation dialogue which serves only to alienate the market they seek to access?
The third one is for a pile (haemorrhoid) treatment which devolves so deeply into the realm of ridiculousness that it can only be amusing – ask Redi Direko – she knows this stuff really works. She heard the ad, lapsed into paroxysms of mirth to such a degree that I’m sure she must have been in danger of having a mishap.
The ultimate ad would thus have to be: Lucy Hirsch and the MD of Sembel-It meeting in a public place and discussing their combined haemorrhoidal and defecatory restrictedness in a frank, whining, pharmacological exchange.
I just can’t wait.

Tuesday 11 September 2007

GEORGE GREGAN ARRESTED IN PARIS

GEORGE GREGAN ARRESTED IN PARIS!

The arrest of pivotal Australian scrumhalf, George Gregan, in Paris yesterday, deals a serious blow to the Wallabies’ World Cup campaign.
The feisty ex-Zambian, who is known for speaking his mind when on the field, met his match in the shape of a phalanx of no-nonsense Gendarmes who removed the veteran scrumhalf from a Parisienne restaurant after it was alleged Gregan became violent and disruptive in the world-renowned night spot.
A group of Wallabies players were dining at the upmarket Fellini Restaurant in the Les Halles district of the city when Gregan was alleged to have questioned the Maitre-D’s knowledge of the food being served.
An argument ensued wherein Gregan was alleged to have become belligerent with both the Maitre-D and the restaurant Manager, Pierre Du Bois, Gregan refusing to accept that the lamb he’d ordered had been properly treated.
M. Du Bois was visibly upset by Gregan’s behaviour and insisted that the Lamb Cacciatore was prepared traditionally: he went on to explain how the world-class chefs at Fellini took garlic powder, onion powder, kosher salt, and black pepper and sifted them into a small bowl. They then proceeded to sprinkle this mixture over the lamb and tossed it to coat the meat. Thereafter a large, heavy, deep skillet was heated over medium-high heat until very hot. Olive oil was added and swirled to coat the pan. The lamb was browned in batches, taking care not to crowd the pan. Once removed, the browned lamb was added to a separate bowl and red wine was then added to the hot pan, cooked for 3 minutes, scraping all the browned bits from the bottom. Tomato sauce was blended with the red wine in the pan, swirling to combine, whereafter the browned lamb was returned to the skillet. Sweet peppers, bell peppers, mushrooms, rosemary, and garlic were added and gently tossed to combine with the sauce. The mixture was brought to a gentle boil, covered, and heat reduced to lowest setting. The cacciatore was allowed to simmer for about 1 hour, being stirried every 15 minutes, until the lamb was fork tender. Additional kosher salt and pepper was added as needed. Crucially, Du Bois noted - the rosemary sprigs were to be removed before serving the lamb cacciatore over linguini or other large pasta. “This is how Mr Gregan’s lamb was prepared – not ‘rooted to death by a queer Froggie cook in fishnets and g-string with a feather up his arse’ as Mr Gregan claimed,” said the distraught restaurant manager.
Bail was denied by the local authorities when it became clear that Gregan’s violent behaviour in the restaurant wasn’t going to abate in a hurry, thus numerous Gendarmes arrived to quell the riot. Gregan continued to shout, scream and hurl abuse at the French policemen on the trip to the holding cells.
The case will be heard tomorrow at 10 am. The Wallabies’ legal counsel are confident that “the ropey frog bastards will come to their senses…” but declined to comment further. John Connolly was tight-lipped noting that young lamb was made to be discreetly shagged not broiled and pickled in red wine with rabbit nosh. He was hopeful that his vice-captain would be released for the Wallabies clash against Wales on Saturday, adding that “George was always a bit hot-headed especially after a skinful of grog but what they did to that poor lamb was enough to annoy any red-blooded Aussie bloke.”
Gregan has declined to comment.

Sunday 9 September 2007

An Invading Demon Story

An Invading Demon Story
by Paul Murray

A long time ago in a galaxy not so very far from this one there was a beautiful blue planet.
This planet, Homaz, had several continents which abounded with animal and plant life as well as a variety of clanspeople who lived in small villages all over this world.
Homaz had been created from the celestial wars of gods many millennia before this tale and now two opposing gods claimed sovereignty over the planet.
One god, the dark lord, Gavak held no love for the Noran plainspeople of the Dark Continent, Mavial. He looked upon them as a blight upon the face of the planet he had helped create. He wished only that they be eradicated and their lands possessed by the race of beings he himself had seeded – the warlike Bozars.
Gavak’s brother, Luciel, the progenitor of the Noran race, however, protected his loved ones and answered their prayers whenever they called. They were good, industrious people who lived harmoniously in the kingdom he had bequeathed them.
The Bozars on the other hand swept through foreign continents like a plague of locusts, claiming occupied territories for themselves and dividing the land among their warlords to rule over the local inhabitants with cruel intent.
They forced the laws of Gavak upon them and kept the vanquished in servility – sacrificing them as the whim took them.
These events caused enormous enmity between the brother gods, Gavak and Luciel who were locked in an eternal struggle for supremacy. Luciel wished peace and harmony for all on Homaz whereas Gavak wished only the dominion of the Bozars over all others. They sought to conquer all – land, sea and man – no matter the cost.
From time to time, upon petition from the inhabitants of Homaz, either Gavak or Luciel would send emissaries to answer the prayers of their followers.
Sometimes, however, one of the gods would send a chosen one, a walking spirit, just to find out how the people of Homaz were doing.
This story is about one of those times.

Luciel had sent a walking spirit, to Homaz. He simply appeared one night in a small Noran village. No one in the village could understand how the stockade perimeter had been breached and the stranger offered no explanation.
He was seen by a small boy who ran, shrieking to one of the village elders.
“I have seen a demon! I have seen a demon!” the small lad yelled in terror.
Sapien, the chief, heard the commotion and stormed out of his hut to investigate the clamour.
A crowd of people surrounded the strange visitor. They parted in unison as their revered chief moved forward.
The “demon” was unlike anyone they had ever seen before. He sat on the dry dust floor of the village, unmoving. Unlike their own, the stranger’s skin was pale, almost translucent and he had long, flowing white hair that cascaded over his shoulders like a waterfall.
Sapien touched his own crinkly mass of curls in an abstract manner. The stranger did likewise. Their eyes met – the coal black orbs of the Noran chief and the pale blue marbles of the visitor.
Sapien barked out an order to the gathered tribe. The word was quickly passed along until the spiritual elder was informed.
“We have a stranger in our midst. Come quickly.”
Mistre, the spiritual elder, shuffled from his hut as fast as his gnarled body would allow. Standing at his chief’s side, supported on the ceremonial staff of Luciel, he gazed in wonder at the pale stranger.
“Where did he come from?” Mistre said to no-one in particular.
“This boy saw him first,” said one of the villagers, pushing forward the wide-eyed youth who had sounded the panic.
Mistre touched the boy lightly on the head.
“Where did this man come from, lad?” he said.
“He fall from the sky,” gushed the boy. “He just falled from the sky…”
The stranger watched the interchange with interest and smiled.
“Who are you, stranger?” Mistre directed at him. His voice was forceful yet unaggressive.
“I have no name,” the stranger softly replied. The crowd took a pace backwards. That someone so strange should know their tongue was indeed unfathomable.
Sapien turned to his mage and spoke under his breath. “Do you think he is a demon? Do you think he means us any harm?”
“I do not know, lord chief but I shall conduct the invocation at once for the protection of the tribe,” Mistre replied.
Sapien nodded and the old man shuffled away to perform his duty.
The chief then turned to the stranger and beckoned him to rise and follow him.
The pale visitor rose, as if being lifted by a cushion of air, and followed the dark-skinned nobleman.
That was the way of things in those times. The Noran people were hesitant to strike out at that which was unknown to them until they had a better understanding of things. If it was a threat it would be dealt with most severely but in the meantime, the mage would invoke the spirits of the ancestors and long-sleeping warriors would be awakened to take their place in the tribe once more. If the visitor proved threatening, the warriors would despatch him at once.

It proved not to be so. Although the stranger could not explain his origins to the elders, he posed no threat. In fact, he was a fount of information. He told tales of lands beyond the seas that Noran people had only imagined in fable.
In a very short time, the stranger, who became known as Viram, had become part of the tribe. He had no home, had no memory of one and knew the tongue and the ways of the Noran as if he had been there all his life. In a sense that is exactly how it was for he was born at the moment Luciel placed him there in the village with the memories and faculties the god deemed he should require.
Viram integrated into the tribal culture and, in time, was given his own hut. He was, strangely, asexual and stranger still - had no need of food or water. He made no demands of anyone. He was just there.
But the ancestral warriors remained – just in case.
Village life went on as usual.
Then one day, not too long after Viram’s arrival, he simply disappeared.
Although there was talk about these mighty strange occurrences, the tribe went about their business just the same.
All that remained of the pale visitor’s presence was a vacant hut with a neat straw bed in it.
Very soon after Viram’s disappearance, another stranger arrived. This time though – he arrived from the south armour-clad, riding a snorting war-horse and brandishing a wicked blue titanium sword.
This stranger was also unlike anything the Noran had seen before. He was even darker than they, with flashing red eyes and the stature of a giant.
He was, indeed, a demon – an emissary of Gavak and a purveyor of destruction.
The Noran did not know this and thus greeted him at the stockade gate as they would any stranger to their village.
Sapien stood on the ramparts of the stockade and called down to him.
“Hello, stranger. What business brings you to these parts?”
“Oh, Noran chieftain,” the stranger boomed in reply, “I hear tell that you have been invaded by a demon. Another resides in your neighbouring village of Parduk making mischief and sowing discontent…”
Sapien’s ears pricked at his words. He had had no word of trouble at Parduk.
“A demon you say. We have no demon here, stranger unless you account for yourself in such a manner…”
The horseman laughed uproariously, spinning on his bucking steed as he did so.
“Who are those fine souls who stand alongside you, oh noble chief?” the stranger asked, pointing to the ancestral warriors with a flourish.
In truth, at the approach of the stranger, Mistre had invoked more warriors to be on hand in the event of any trouble.
Sapien bowed towards the stranger. “These are our ancestral protectors, sir. Warriors like yourself.”
“And what need do peace-loving herdsmen have of ancestral warriors?”
Sapien considered his response carefully. How had the stranger known of the other visitor? It was clear too he seemed to know the ways of the Noran just as Viram had.
Cautiously he replied: “We had a visitor here, yes. But he was no demon. It is the custom of our people to invoke the protection of our ancestors when all foreigners arrive unannounced…”
“Such as myself, good chief?”
“Such as yourself, good sir.”
“I have no quarrel with the Noran, chief. I wish only to help. Allow me into your stockade and I will present my bona-fides. I bring only protection with the might of my sword against the demons who threaten your villages.”
Sapien bade the stranger wait and convened a hurried conference with the village elders.
The counsel was divided. Six voted against allowing the stranger entry. Six voted the other way, arguing that he may have vital information about Viram and his agenda. It came down to Sapien’s casting vote.
He was suspicious of the dark warrior but not afraid. The warriors of his ancestors and Luciel’s grace had kept them secure for generations. He had faith in that.
He voted that they allow the stranger entry. It was the hospitable thing to do. They were a hospitable, trusting people after all.
The gate was opened and the black hooves of the horse thundered across the drawbridge like a summer storm.
The village was prepared to welcome the stranger into their midst for food and refreshment – an offer which he took up with gusto, quaffing large mugs of grain beer and wolfing near raw meat from the spinning carcasses on the spit.
Once the hospitality had been courteously extended to a degree where Sapien felt he had discharged his rightful duty, he asked the dark stranger about demons.
“Tell us, stranger, of this demon in our midst.”
The giant wiped his dripping whiskers with a club-like fist and fixed the assembly of elders with a penetrating stare.
“Your customs call for warriors to be summoned when foreigners invade – not so? I see many warriors all around me, good people. Not all for me I’d wager.”
“Granted,” Sapien said with a wry smile. “It is our way.”
“You say your visiting demon has gone and yet your warriors remain. Why is that, sir?”“It is our way, sir. They are one with the tribe now…”
The stranger made a dismissive snort and rose to stand in front of the assembly. “I put it to you, Noran folk that this demon remains in your midst – insidious and intent on despair.”
“But look around you. He is not here. He is gone and he was no demon,” Sapien said.
“Invisible to you perhaps,” the giant roared. “But I can smell him. He is here. And some of the villagers know it too. They conceal the beast.”
Sapien stood up now, disturbed by the turn of events. To accuse his people of subterfuge was an outrageous insult.
“Sir,” he said. “I must ask you to leave our village. We shall provide you shelter for this evening but I must ask you to be on your way at sunrise.”
The dark warrior guffawed at this remark and smashed a huge fist down on the table.
“You don’t seem to understand do you? I have a duty to discharge and that has been prescribed by powers beyond your understanding, Noran folk.
“I am here to protect you and for this I must have your co-operation.”
Sapien, even at full height, could not rise enough to meet the stranger’s eyes.
“Who sent you?” he said.
“My bona-fides,” the stranger growled, exposing a medallion from the folds of his chainmail robes. It was the crest of Gavak.
The elders gasped in horror.
Mistre stepped forward.
“We have no need of that foul blasphemy!” he yelled.
“Oh you have need of help, my friend,” the giant replied. “You had better pray for it.” And so saying, he drew his sword and struck in a single fluid movement. Sapien’s head lifted from his shoulders with the savagery of the blow, the chieftain’s body collapsing horribly into the salvers of meat before sliding onto the bench and the dusty floor below.
Women screamed, the ancestral warriors leapt forward engaging the terrible demon in mortal combat. Swords flashed and sparked, limbs parted from their torsos and blood erupted in plumes within the banqueting hut. Never before had any one man acquitted himself with such ferocity and deftness of hand. The ancestral warriors buckled like mown wheat as he hewed his way through their ranks.
Mistre shuffled away from the carnage as fast as his old legs would carry him. He stumbled into his hut and busied himself with incantations for the sake of their very survival. The stranger had been right – there was a demon in their midst but he was neither Viram nor invisible.
The old man struggled to keep his mouth moist as he mumbled the ancient invocations. It was to no avail. As quickly as the royal guard appeared, the demonic giant cut a swathe through them like a barque through a swell.
The ancestral warriors were lost to them. As realisation dawned, Mistre opened his eyes to face the horror at his door. The dark stranger filled the doorway, his eyes wild, his mouth curled into a snarl. The blood of warriors and innocents alike dripped from every part of his body. It ran in rivulets down his arms and gathered in pools on the floor of the mage’s hut. It was over.
Gavak’s charge growled as he approached the old man, now bowed in submission. He raised the sword, two-handed, over his head and slashed down with such force that Mistre was cleaved clean in two. Now there was no more chance of ancestral warriors being summoned to assist.
In a matter of hours, the tribe was cut to half its original number.
Within days, Taztak (for that was the demon’s name), had reduced the village to a dysfunctional gathering of automatons. They did his every bidding but were systematically despatched if it didn’t please him. His appetite for destruction was insatiable. It was his very purpose.
The stockade walls too had been breached. In the night, the opportunistic scavengers dragged helpless babes from huts, mothers wailing into the night after the sounds of cackling hyenas.
Taztak fed on despair and fear. It was what sustained him. The problem was there was no end to the overwhelming bloodlust. It consumed him.
Very soon all the men had been slaughtered. He feasted on their remains and tossed the offal to the circling vultures. Next went the boys until all that remained of the Noran community were the weakest – the women and children.
In less than a week they also met the fate of their loved ones, the last girl child skewered like a bug on a thorn.
The village was no more.
Taztak lit a firebrand and torched the huts as he saddled his war-horse. He had cured the village of its demon all right. He had done as bidden.
As the village blazed behind him, he realised that he had only just begun.
There were many villages ahead of him and they all imagined they had a demon somewhere. When he had coerced them into allowing him in under the pretext of aiding them, they would soon find out who the real demon was.

Within a few days, he crested the hills of Rolak to gaze down on the village of Parduk. Smoke wafted from cooking fires and the general air about the place was one of welcoming innocence.
He knew that Luciel had sent a spirit-walker to this village too. It was ripe for the plucking. Now just to turn the recent stranger into incumbent demon…
The ritual was the same. He spun on the snorting horse while the chieftain hailed him from the ramparts asking him his business.
“I bring you sad news from the village of Rashuk, noble chief,” the demon called.
“How so, stranger? What news of Rashuk?”
“A demon has destroyed that beautiful village I quiver to inform you.”
“A demon?”
“A demon, good chief. A demon such as the one who until recently has been residing in your village with your very own blessing.”
“What are you talking about, man?” the chief asked.
“Don’t tell me that all those ancestral warriors were summoned just for little old me – an emissary of the sacred word and all that is worthy in the name of Luciel.”
The villagers bowed their heads at the mention of their god’s name.
“The last stranger was no demon,” the chief said.
“Then why the protection?”
“It is our custom.”
“Ah yes, your custom. But if there is no threat then what need of warriors?”
“I told you, stranger. It is our custom. They are one with the tribe once summoned. Only a new threat may despatch these warriors. It is neither within my power nor my desire to do such a thing.”
Taztak was becoming agitated at the old man’s resilience.
“I am bound by my calling to offer protection to the plains people of Mavial – protection from the invisible demons that pervade your villages and lands.”
“We have no demon, sir. I thank you but we must decline.”
Taztak snarled, his horse rearing at the sound.
“Can you explain to me where that stranger came from then chief? Or why he was here? Or why he disappeared? Your own actions speak of a threat. Your warriors verify it.”
“We shall deal with our own problems thank you. Good luck with your crusade, sir and goodbye.”
Taztak howled his displeasure, rage rising in him like magma in a crater.
“You fools!” he shrieked. “You worthless fools! You shall pay for this. You shall pay with your lives!”
“I think not, sir,” the chief replied and turned on his heel from the conversation. It was over.
Taztak was powerless. There was no uncertainty or fear here upon which to feed. He could not fuel his lust for destruction. He would perish were he to try.
And so the tiny village of Parduk thrived, its ancestral warriors on hand to deal with any opportunistic or passing threat. The pale stranger’s hut remained empty, as if in anticipation of his return one day. But he never returned.
When the stockade walls crumbled or got damaged the villagers mended them. When marauding tribes laid siege to their village, the spiritual elder summoned ancestral warriors aplenty, many of whom were sacrificed in their defensive endeavour.
But the evil Taztak never returned with his duplicitous treachery.
The Noran had learned from the sacrifice of Rashuk. It is not certain how they found out but you can be sure that a spirit-walker had something to do with it.
This was the way of things back then.
And to tell you the truth – not much has changed at all.

Thursday 6 September 2007

SOUTH AFRICAN IDOLS/IDLES...
















SA IDOLS

Ben Elton recently parodied the whole Pop Idols phenomenon in his caustic, satirical, very funny book, CHART THROB and to be frank - I'm not surprised..
With Elton there is no escape: the character traits of the judges are all there in glorious Yechnocolour even if they are agglomerated morphs of the real individuals. Did I say real?
And that's the whole point of the book. There is no real thing.
The whole screaming match, as in SA Idols, is a bogus, contrived, ersatz, manipulated stage show that bears little resemblance to reality through meticulously staged and edited footage interspersed with Colin Moss voice-overs to help elevate the drama.
The simple mathematics relative to (even the SA version of) the event would place the judging panel in audition-service for years if they were to listen to every single applicant on the list, then ponder still further over their fate.
It simply cannot happen that way but that's certainly the way it's sold. After all, as Elton says: "It's great telly!"
Then one wonders at the theatrics of the judging panel themselves and the gossamer nature of the egos involved, ironically combined with rhino-hide attitudes when Gareth or Randall think they are being upstaged by a godawful singer or someone with enough chutzpah to bite back just a little.
What would really make great telly is a disgruntled contestant/victim striding up to Randall and planting a Mitchell's Plain knuckle sandwich in his condescending, overbearing gob. This who-knows-where-he came-from (or even gives a toss) working-man's clone of Simon Cowell, without any of the conceptual talent of the original, is about as entertaining as toothache on a Friday night. Attempting the sardonic vitriole is all very well but not when it comes out as petulant wank as it most certainly does in Randall's case.
Additionally: what, for example, is Cliff's claim to fame other than being an excruciatingly boring radio jock with a very tired style of delivery exacerbated by a nasal whine? His presence and behaviour on Idols is as predictable as teenage morning erections. Any spunky young gal with even half a voice engenders in him instant saccharin sentimentality and gravitas as he expounds lyrical on her potential stardom if her motives and passion are true. Which is rich coming from him when you can literally see the lecherous twinkle in his eyes as they rove over fresh, ripe young flesh.

He is almost as creepy as that wild-eyed Vodacom meerkat thing. Almost.
And Mara, God bless her. She lights up like a US incursion into nighttime Baghdad when a young black person, with a hint of something (or other - usually beyond my own powers of discernment), steps up to be evaluated. Lapsing into Kwaito vernacular, she praises up the Luther Vandross/Whitney Houston wannabees with words of wisdom and encouragement that only she understands. Conversely,with the same dismissive gestures often adopted by naughty little Randy, she scythes down stuttering aspirants like a shiny black combined harvester. And it may be my imagination but she seems a tad racially biased in her assessment of what's hot and what's not. Although being married to a whitey once upon a time, maybe she's just overcompensating. Who knows? At least she can sing. And if the judging panel outtakes are anything to go by - she's the only one.
And that brings us to Dave.
The only member of the panel who isn't trying to impress us with the proclaimed knowledge and wisdom of his compatriots. Dave is just - well, Dave. And that's truly refreshing.
I can watch and listen to Dave for a while, much more than I can stomach the others. But I can only take so much of the whole grisly package - the amplification of personal pain for tv gain, the dashing of dreams, the freak-show circus as the desperate hopefuls expose their souls only to have them shattered by the barbs and insults fired at them from the safety of the judges' desk.
Though many of the assessments may be true, I sincerely hope the failure of people in this comic cattle show only serves to fortify their resolve to make something of their lives (even if it isn't crooning in front of thousands of bubble-headed adolescents).
To have the balls to do what these victims do on public tv earns them my unswerving admiration.
God bless (in Elton’s words) “the singers, mingers, blingers and clingers”. They have something that most of us don't – courage (no matter how misguided in some instances).
To have tried and (supposedly) failed in the view of Randy, Gareth and crew makes them much bigger people than the self aggrandising tossers who sit in judgement of them.


Friday 31 August 2007

THE HO-RATIO



CSI My and Me, Me, Me, Me, Me – the HO-Ratio

I Googled: “I hate Horatio Cane” and got 34,800 results.
This didn’t surprise me, I have to admit.
God, Chuck Norris and Horatio Caine (Cane?) are all in the same league – only I don’t really hate God – I’ve never met Him yet – well not in a form that I can consciously recall. Besides, God is usually too busy supporting Blue Bulls rugby to waste His time with saps like me…
And believe me – I’ve given Horatio a full go. With the fantastic advent of PVR’s in this decade, I’ve taken to selectively recording the programmes that I really want to watch. And was CSI on that list? Yeah, I guess it kinda was for a while.
Grissom, y’see, had launched the CSI ship and his crew were an accessible and likeable bunch to my mind. I could even put up with Gary Sinise’s wooden style in the New York version of the show but when confronted with Horatio and his blonde sidekick with the Canadian accent (? – y’know words like home, road, boat etc. just don’t come out right) – I found myself cringing more than I had ever done through any single episode of The Office. Difference being, The Office styled itself on its cringe factor and made compelling watching - a testament to the genius of Ricky Gervais. But CSI Miami was taking itself seriously and the Ho-Ratio was something I’d never experienced before.
What’s up with that hands-on-the-hips-head-cocked-to-one-side-sunglassy-whisper he’s got going? I mean, Chuck Norris wishes he was Horatio Caine. Ho just assumes the position and delivers the whisper in his all-seeing, all-knowing, harbinger of criminal doom style that involves so much less exertion than a screech-accompanied roundhouse kick up the side of the head.
It’s a wonder the casting director didn’t spurn Morgan Freeman in the God role for Bruce Almighty. If he’d just watched one episode of CSI Miami, he’d have known right there and then the Almighty Incarnate was on the Florida set in the personage of one David Caruso and He fancied Himself as an actor.
The problem is, of course, that God can’t act worth toffee and should really stick to sorting out Universal catastrophes like GW Bush, global warming and Reality TV – stuff He’s qualified to deal with.
I mean He created all of that stuff (although I think GW and probably most politicians are the handiwork of Lucifer, who on second thought was God’s creation anyway so I guess He still has to assume responsibility for it all…)
It would probably explain why the whole planetary shooting match is going to hell if God/David spends so much time on the set of CSI Miami perfecting that terminally annoying fucking acting style(?)
I thought it might just be me until I did the Google thing and found verbose invectives in abundance on the Internet – collective souls who really couldn’t get through an episode of this crud without deleting it from the PVR or pacing up and down outside, contemplating taking up serial-killing (starting with the cast of CSI Miami) or at the very least starting to chain-smoke rather than facing Ho-Ratio's raisin-rumpled visage on the small screen.
I have a theory on David’s sullen, sombre thespian methodology: if he had to crack a smile, I reckon his face would get so lost in the wrinkled, desiccated skin created by this new expression that he’d never be able to revert back to the omnipotent husky sneer without radical surgery or something.
Horatio’s fizhog is the antithesis of Botox expressionlessness and it’s only his fear of moving too many facial muscles around that prevents any meaningful nuances from emerging. Hence his monotonous, monosyllabic delivery, dripping condescension and nauseating screen presence - a combination that makes you wanna just up and trash the tv to be rid of it...
The turtleneck in Ho’s case is no sweater, of course, it’s his actual wrinkly, freckly neck poking out from the oversized shirt collars, themselves encased in dubiously styled suits that look like Sonny Crockett rejects from the 80’s…
Being of the ginger type hair colour myself (but thankfully no actor), I ponder over the correlation between this pigmentation (Caruso, Norris et-al) and the abysmal acting abilities that accompany it. Is it mere coincidence or is it some cosmic law that ginger-haired men are always going to be fucking atrociously annoying actors?
I don’t know.
But you can rest assured that I will never tempt fate in this regard. I, for one, don’t suffer from a God complex.
Now go and do something useful while I practice my tap-dancing routine on the swimming pool…in readiness for my next audition…

Saturday 25 August 2007

ORWELLIAN TRAGEDY - MANTO'S THEME










Smileyskull speak with tongue in cheek...

ORWELLIAN TRAGEDY – MANTO’S THEME
(Sung to the tune of Bohemian Rhapsody)

Is it HIV?
Is it just fantasy?
Old Robert Gallo
Didn’t isolate me…

Open your eyes
It’s bullshit and lies
You’ll see

I’m just a concept
Making new history
It’s a gay disease
No it’s not
It’s been sold
And been bought
Any where the bucks go
That’s the truth of HIV……IV…

Pharma just killed a man
Filled him up with AZT
Made it seem like HIV
Pharma what have you done?
Now you’re using ancient toxic meds
Pharma ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Did you mean to make them die?
Can you just simply lead them to the slaughter?
Making bucks, making gains
As if nothing really matters?

Cocktails of therapy
Attack the marrow of my spine
Body’s wasting, so’s my mind
Liver and the blood cells go
And the mitochondria are being killed
Pharma, ooh, ooh, ooh,
You’re gonna make me die
I sometimes wish the HIV was real

I am a tiny little shadow of the man
Been reduced, been reduced – just like a scarecrow…
DDI, DDC, AZT are frightening me
Robert Gallo, Robert Gallo
Robert Gallo, Robert Gallo
Robert Gallo, Montagnier – conspirateur
They were the founders of the AIDS dynasty
Sharing the profits of this false prophecy
Based on a flawed test methodology
Malaria, even flu – it will make it glow
Pregnancy – it will make it glow
Hepatitis – it will make it glow
It will make it glow – make it glow
It will make it glow – make it glow
Glow, glow, glow, glow, glow, glow
Tuberculosis, leprosy, herpes as well will make it glow
And all the while it will never find the HIV, IV, IV, IV!

So you’ve stopped all the drugs just to give it a try
And you’re feeling much better like you ain’t gonna die!
Oh maybe…
There’s no HIV maybe…
Just gotta eat right
Just gotta eat right and live clean…

Everything in tatters
Treating HIV
Everything in tatters, when all I’ve got to believe in is me

Any where the bucks go….

COMPLAINT FROM DOWN UNDER - CRASH AND BYRNE


Wicked Lou's Archive:


You can't get much more down under than a mine down under unless you were engaged in cunnilingus in a mine down under in which instance you would be going down underground down under...if you get my drift.

Here follows the digruntlement of one mine employee who vents his spleen at a well-known Japanese motor manufacturer whose name, when said in a funny accent (like that of the Australians [Strines]) NISSAN MAIN DEALER phonetically almost becomes NELSON MANDELA.

Is that pure coincidence, you reckon, or is there some form of phonetic conspiracy aimed at undermining (pardon the pun) our erstwhile president by cheaply associating his magnificence with this vehicle manufacturer whose service delivery (unlike Madiba's) can be highly questionable. If Mr Byrne's diatribe is anything to go by...that is.

And what reason would we have to question the integrity of our rugby-playing chinas from dahn unda?
______________________________________________
JARROD BYRNE
UNDERGROUND MAINTENANCE PLANNER
BOUNTY GOLD MINE, MT HOLLAND
FORRESTANIA, WESTERN AUSTRALIA
TEL (090) 394 527 FACSIMILE (090) 394 528


NISSAN MOTOR CO (AUSTRALIA) PTY. LTD

C/O 244 WELSHPOOL RD, WELSHPOOL

W.A. 6106


ATTENTION: MR NEVILLE GREEN, GENERAL MANAGER - NATIONAL PARTS


Dear Sir,


I would like to bring to your attention some serious faults in Nissan Motor Co. in regard to parts availability, lead times and pricing.

Currently at this mine we have a Nissan W40 civilian bus that we cannot use to transport staff to and from the mine. The reason this bus is not operational is not labour or condition related, it is because of a denial on the part of yourself and Nissan Motor Co. to adequately supply your clientele with parts. I give you the example of the following items:


ITEM PART NUMBER QUANTITY BEGGED FOR

Nut NI-01211-00221 10

Washer NI-40208-82100 10

Seal-oil NI-48252-32100 2

Wheel rim NI-40800-99071 2

Drum brake NI-40206-T8100 2

Hub bolt NI-40222-J5625 10

Brake shoes NI-43060-T9627 1

Nut NI-40224-J5610 10

Nut NI-48226-J5610 10


Of these I tried to purchase, only 3 are available in WA. It stretches the bounds of credulity that items such as wheel nuts (a consumable in most of the known world) are available with a lead time of 4 days Ex-East. What resoundingly snaps the bounds of credulity clean in half, is that items such as brake shoes are Ex-Japan (6 weeks).

I cannot deny the effectiveness of these components, they not only slow the bus down, they have the ability to stop it stone fucking dead for 6 weeks!

I didn't even bother enquiring availability on such complicated parts such as washers etc. - the only washers in stock would be-washer? Wind fuck out of this customer and tell him it's Ex-East. (Can't say I follow that last sentence but plunge on - Lou)


On the rare occasion we have been delivered parts within an acceptable time period, they have been entirely wrong. It is not that the wrong parts are ordered, it is that some of your parts interpreters are so green, I couldn't set them on fire with petrol.


These are not isolated incidents, they occur every time we try to purchase parts, from $10.00 hoses, at $104.94 each, through to internal gearbox components that are second only to thermonuclear warheads in their capacity to annihilate all that surrounds them.

It is astounding that in this day of interstate air and road transport at least 6 times per day, you peanuts take 4 days to get a part across the country.

May I suggest you stop freighting the parts with Nissan transport vehicles as the 3 week delay in Nissan's 24 hour roadside assist is becoming too much for us to bear.


I could elaborate further on the complete frustration I feel from trying to keep this bus on the road safely. Suffice to say, the bus driver now has a firm belief in the afterlife and we haven't ruled out danger money for the position.


Don't get me wrong, I could handle the first 35 instances of being fucked around, (the apologetic kiss from customer support was always welcome). Now that you've turned it into a bizarre form of sado-masochism complete with scratching and biting, I feel I have to complain......


I look forward to discussing every single frustrating event of the past 8 months with you.


I sincerely hope you cunts never build planes.


Yours in utter amazement,


Jarrod Byrne


CC:

Mr John Costello - Manager, Fleet and Special Markets, Nissan, Australia

Mr Bruce Anderson - Mine Manager, Normandy Mining

Mr Ian Bird - U/G Manager, Normandy Mining

Mr Dean Hughes - U/G Maintenance Engineer, Normandy Mining

Ms Jan Evans - Site Secretaray, Normandy Mining

Mr Robert Whiting - Purchasing Officer, Normandy Mining

Mr Andrew Moses - Owner, Holleton Earthmoving

Mr Peter Cue - Owner, Workforce Plant Hire

Mr Harvey King - Regional Manager, Monadelphous

Mr Alex Cooper - Divisional manager, Monadelphous

Mr Ray Miller - Tech. Support Supervisor, Monadelphous

Mr Rex Andrews - Chief Purchasing Officer, Monadelphous

Mr Eddy Lok - Mechanical Supervisor, Monadelphous

Mr John Eckhart - Fabrication Supervisor, Monadelphous

Mr Patrick McKenna - State Contracts Manager, Atlas Copco

Mr Ted Cordina - Perth Service Manager, Atlas Copco

Mr Gerry O'Connor - Contracts Supervisor, Atlas Copco

Mr Alec Tyrell - Contracts Supervisor, Atlas Copco

Mr Michael gant - Workshop Supervisor, Perth Atlas Copco


AND


EVERY PERSON I TALK TO BETWEEN NOW AND WHEN I GET SOME SATISFACTION











Thursday 16 August 2007

ILL HEALTH - A MONKEY IN SILK



REPORTED IN THE SA MEDIA:
1. Two years ago the present health minister, Manto Tshabalala-Msimang was alleged to have made an utterance along the lines that she was “going to fix” the ex-deputy health minister, Nozizwe Madlala-Routledge.
2. Two years ago the present health minister was alleged to have bribed hospital staff to bring her alcohol while she was lying in a hospital bed awaiting a surgical procedure on her shoulder…mysteriously all her official hospital records of her spell in the facility have vanished without trace…
3. On the eve of Women’s Day 2007, President Mbeki axed the ex-deputy health-minister for conduct unbecoming her position – a debacle around an unauthorised plane trip.
Google any of the above, selecting “pages from South Africa” and you will see a pattern emerging from the “free” objective media of our rainbow nation.
Not once is there any room for the possibility that Mdlala-Routledge deserved to be fired. Not that I’m saying she did – the “facts” available are sketchy at best and have attracted more spin (from both sides of the debate) than Shane Warne could inflict on a wrong ‘un on his best day at the crease.
Nowhere in our insightful press is there any postulation that there may be some kind of smear campaign aimed at Tshabalala-Msimang, the minister that the media loves to hate. And perhaps there isn’t. Perhaps they’re just lazy journalists. It is the latter possibility that asserts itself as the most likely in my view.
Sure she offers up family-sized chunks of ammunition for a media that cannot see further than the end of its nose when she advocates silly things like nutrition in the fight against AIDS. God forbid, ailing people should try and eat right!
Our investigative journalistic sleuths are so cutting-edge that the best they can dredge up on Doctor Dolittle is two fucking years old! Man, they ought to be working for the government – not criticising it!
Faithfully blind (or fatally ignorant) is the media that skirts the issue of the ARV threat to our nation – yes threat. Even by their manufacturers’ own admission, these toxic chemicals bring on the conditions which they are supposed to be curing. But why on earth would a media fixate on such startlingly dangerous drugs which are being dumped on Africa by the million dollar load when they can slag off the dumpy little doctor who says garlic, lemon juice and beetroot are good things to ingest maybe…even…rather…than deadly poisons.
Nah, tosh and nonsense – how can anyone build a multi-billion dollar garlic and beetroot empire? The little doctor and her loopy employer must be smoking the mountain cabbage and buying into the ravings of ill-advised quacks!
But are they? Are they really?
As far as my research is concerned, Mbeki and the good doctor have listened to eminent scientists, leaders in their field, experts on virology and microbiology – oh sorry – they were up until the point where their research produced extremely unpopular (yet soundly scientific) conclusions. But the media wouldn’t know that now would it? Or if it does – it isn’t saying. And that is perhaps even scarier than a couple of genocidal politicians who just won’t buckle down.
A media that won’t tell the truth or at least offer its readers the entire story allowing us - the financiers of press freedom, the right to informed choice, is a very dangerous mechanism indeed. But who am I kidding? That scenario would only play out if democracy was real. And in a real democracy, people don’t starve to death in the streets or wander aimless and homeless without a penny in their pockets. Ergo – there doesn’t exist a real democracy anywhere on this everloving planet of ours.
This media automatically sides with anyone other than Mbeki or Tshabalala-Msimang in matters of governance or policy-making where the health ministry is concerned. It is so much easier than entertaining the unthinkable alternative possibilities involving detachment, objectivity and God forbid – a little cursory research, blended with a tablespoon of logic, a modicum of valour and just a pinch of integrity.

Resultant dish – hard-boiled ostracism and potential professional suicide for daring to swim against the flow of effluent from the mainstream journalism-by-rote brigade.
Does anyone, other than me, find this all a little unbalanced? Just a smidgeon one-sided? Just a trifle odd?
Anyone?
Let us place firmly on the record that the state of public health facilities – i.e. those deigned to serve the masses, those facilities we wouldn’t be seen dead in, (if you’ll pardon the poor metaphor) is abysmal to say the least. I am not defending Manto’s performance in her current post but the oft-time quoted comparison between this “bad” minister and the Teflon-coated Trevor Manuel is actually starting to piss me off big time.
For a start, the hype (well-deserved for the most part) of Mandela’s release, democratic elections, the dismantling of oppressive structures and the reintroduction of South Africa (the New) into the world economy and the desire to be part of its financial renaissance certainly created a platform for success bolstered by foreign investment, newfound stability and a clean slate for an upwardly mobile economy.
I take nothing away from Manuel’s performance – nothing short of brilliant (mostly) but to compare his portfolio to the challenges facing the health ministry is absolute folly. There are little or no comparisons.
The fact is: government policy and dexterous financial management still doesn’t ensure that surplus funds reach those in dire need. This when there is surplus state money (read: our tax Rands) available!
Yet there is far less chance of a correlation to be drawn between this reality and consequential loss of life when people actually starve to death through abject poverty than the potential correlation of it being a health-related issue.

Interpretational spin: Did this man die because there wasn’t enough nutrition in his system to sustain him or did he die because he couldn’t afford to feed himself?

The answer to the question is simply that both alternatives are correct. But looking at the two departments highlighted in the scenario, it’s far less likely that we’re gonna have a go at old Trevor’s successful department when the other option is headed up by Manto. It’s a no-brainer!
It’s much easier to think they’re dying because their health is fatally impaired – the health ministry is a sick department anyway isn’t it – it deserves the blame – it simply isn’t delivering.
The concept of a high-flying department, such as the finance ministry, turning out impressive figures year after year, isn’t synonymous with an ailing society – the ethos simply doesn’t gel. But that is exactly what the reality may be. A fatally flawed social structure obtains in the halcyon rainbow state and this jars the sensibilities of those who aren’t directly affected by it but who would love to imagine it should be different by now. People in this upcoming democracy cannot possibly be dying of poverty-related factors – that is unthinkable. Yet thousands of homeless, faceless individuals suffer the same fate in established civilisations like the United States of America and the United Kingdom.
And unlike the supporters clamouring for a stake in SA’s fledgling fiscal potential, there were and remain far fewer takers offering to fix the national primary health care infrastructure – far less glamour, far riskier investments and a much steeper, slippier mountain to climb.
I mean, there were millions of previously-disadvantaged (read: poor black) people queuing in their droves for their promised upliftment courtesy of the new democracy. People who had been marginalised under the previous regime didn’t usually make the newspapers. What chance had the invisible poor of the country then? What chance do they have now?
A better one than previously, I’d wager, unless we’re still not delivering a reasonable roof over their heads, potable drinking water, basic hygiene, and a sustainable standard of living.
And in many cases – those basics are not being delivered – a failure on the part of the greater aspirations of the ANC and certainly not the health ministry in isolation.
These were apartheid’s forgotten victims – not those brutalised by the Bureau of State Security in darkened rooms destined for even darker graves – but the ailing masses that the new government were about to inherit along with its congratulations, fanfares, bunting and copious foreign investments.
This was the ANC’s biggest challenge along with dilemma of educating millions more in a hopelessly inadequate schooling system.
These are the Achilles heels of any governments and the departments that the dim-witted media drones love to criticise because they are the ministries most likely to fuck up regardless of who’s at the helm. Newsworthy to say the least – the stories write themselves. Lazy journalism. Path of least resistance. You get the drift.
Enter and exit Nkosizama Zuma, enter Manto Tshabalala-Msimang – enter the media wolves.
Did anyone bother to highlight Mdlala-Routledge’s acknowledgement that she agreed with and was behind the health ministry’s, and indeed the Minister’s, present position on HIV AIDS? It was right there in her press statement along with the “she’s said she was gonna fix me” remarks.
Regardless of whether she was instrumental in getting the health department to that point is irrelevant. She quite clearly stated that she supported where the minister was at. Yet it got downplayed in favour of the other insinuations that would reflect poorly on Manto.
It’s all so tiresomely predictable.
The media cannot wait for Mbeki’s reign to conclude in order for them to sing the praises of some new vibrant health-minister who will most likely accede to the demands of the incoming administration and the weight of popular opinion.
Will it be so?
Or will Mbeki’s legacy offer up a more resilient successor?
I certainly hope so – even if it just to provide another whipping post for a pusillanimous, myopic media still anchored to the echoes of their predecessors – just mixing up the verbiage a little to give it a fresh, new appearance. As Rodriguez once said sublimely: “A monkey in silk is a monkey no less…”
If we have someone like Jacob Zuma to look forward to as our guiding light for the future, then perhaps we deserve all the crap that rains down upon us and perhaps we deserve to remain largely impoverished, while supporting American and European drug cartels who continue to use Africa as a dumping ground for their poisonous obsolescence.
If we can’t and don’t challenge the media on issues such as this until the full story is revealed timeously (not after the fact), then we truly do deserve the bilge our sycophantic media dredges up to us daily.
And if we choose to swallow this selective, expurgated garbage as an ongoing dietary staple, it is small wonder the health of our nation is so horribly impaired.

Saturday 11 August 2007

THE AIDS DEBATE

Smileyskull speaks:
Coming into a controversial issue like the AIDS debate today, it’s hard to remain objective – very hard indeed.
While this is a subject I have followed for many years; (shortly after its global endorsement as a viral condition in 1984, in fact), I find myself trying more and more to step back from the personalisation of the issue and allow the information to speak for itself.
But what information you may ask? And therein lies the whole point to this debate.
I would ask the reader to suspend judgement of the fact that I have a leaning toward the so-called denialist* perspective of AIDS and to try, as I am doing right now, to remain objective – something the mainstream press seems vehemently reluctant to attempt no matter how much sensible information to which they have access.
But in order to understand how we got to the point where Manto Tshabalala Msimang and President Thabo Mbeki are regarded as having got the whole AIDS thing wrong, we need to understand the history of the phenomenon that has evolved from a potential syndrome to a renamed “disease” now called HIV-Aids.
This has always been an explosive and controversial subject and becomes more so the further we allow the status-quo to remain unchallenged or questioned in any way at all. To do so is to set oneself up for ostracism and ridicule which is why I’ve always been curious to find out why renowned, successful and decorated scientists and professionals would choose to do so. Why Mbeki allowed himself to be “duped” by the lies of these darkly motivated architects of genocide. It simply didn’t make any sense to me then – it makes no sense to me now.
The projected mainstream analysis of such people doesn’t hold water for anyone with the slightest degree of intelligence. How can highly regarded, brilliant people suddenly become fools, denialists and be hopelessly wrong just because their research took them in a certain direction to a specific, logical conclusion?
When that research and those conclusions fitted a particular mindset (the accepted one), it was held in high regard but when it contradicted what people had already been led to believe (regardless of the soundness of its scientific base), it suddenly and inexplicably became nonsense and was rejected out of hand. That would have been hard enough for any objective analyst to swallow if it had remained so, but it went way beyond that when the once-revered (and previously ethical?) scientists were suddenly turned upon and subjected to intimidation, character assassination, professional ridicule and financial hardship as a result of their singular unswerving integrity.
Here follows one of the most interesting and startling pieces on the subject that cuts to its heart.
I must point out to the reader that Liam Scheff is a journalist simply asking the questions and transcribing the answers, he is not writing an opinion. As with all debates surrounding this issue, I respectfully request the reader to digest the subject matter not the background of the transcriber which is irrelevant to the issue. The credentials of the interviewees can be thoroughly verified with the most basic of Internet searches and, in my view, such background research reveals them as experts in their chosen fields (or seemingly so until they reached unpopular conclusions).
Al Gore may have called this subject – An Unpopular Truth; perhaps he subscribes to the mainstream view as well – I have no idea…

(*Denialist - an epithet given to one who does not subscribe to the theory that Acquired Immune Deficiency or the Syndrome associated with this (AIDS) is caused by HIV. Denialists have also frequently been likened to flat-earthists which is strangely ironic when one considers that it was the majority of the world population at the time of Galileo who believed the earth was flat and a persecuted few who postulated that it was actually round. We know who turned out to be right on that particular score…
Incidentally, the Papacy only officially apologized to Galileo in 1992 - real big of The Catholic Church huh?)
The AIDS Debate
The Most Controversial Story You’ve Never Heard
by Liam Scheff

Prologue
In 1984, Robert Gallo, a government cancer-virologist, called an international press conference to announce that he'd found the probable cause of AIDS. He claimed that a retrovirus called HIV was destroying the immune systems of young gay men and IV drug abusers, leaving them open to a variety of both viral diseases and cancer.

According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, AIDS is not a single disease, but rather a category of 29 unrelated, previously-known conditions including herpes, yeast infections, salmonella, diarrhea, fever, flus, TB, pelvic cancer in women, pneumonia and bacterial infections. The CDC also designates HIV- positive people who aren’t sick, but have a T-cell count below 200, as AIDS patients (T-cells are a subset of white blood cells). The only thing that separates an AIDS diagnosis from any of these conditions is a positive HIV test, which itself is based on Robert Gallo's research.

Gallo's HIV theory, however, was not the only AIDS theory, and according to a growing number of concerned scientists, researchers and activists, it wasn’t the best. For 70 years before Gallo, retroviruses were known to be a non-toxic part of the cell; moreover, no single virus could simultaneously cause a viral disease like pneumonia, in which cells are destroyed, and a cancer like Kaposi's Sarcoma, in which cells multiply rapidly.

These scientists argue that Gallo's unified HIV/AIDS theory is flawed and that treating 29 unrelated diseases with extremely toxic AIDS drugs like AZT and protease inhibitors is at best irresponsible and at worse medical genocide.

They may have a point. Ninety-four percent of all AIDS-related deaths in the US occurred after the introduction of AZT, according to CDC statistics through the year 2000. And according to the University of Pittsburgh, the number one cause of death in US AIDS patients today is liver failure, a side-effect of the new protease inhibitors.

The questions arise: Did Gallo truly solve the AIDS riddle, and are we treating AIDS humanely and effectively?

To answer these questions, I spoke with three prominent AIDS researchers.

Dr. Peter Duesberg is a chemist and retroviral expert. Duesberg discovered the Oncogene (cancer gene) and isolated the retroviral genome (of which HIV is one) in 1970. He is professor of molecular biology at UC Berkeley.

Dr. David Rasnick is a protease specialist and has been in AIDS research for 20 years. He and Duesberg work in collaboration on cancer and AIDS research. Both Rasnick and Duesberg were advisors on President Mbeki's South African AIDS panel.

Dr. Rodney Richards is a chemist who worked with Amgen and Abbot labs in the 1980s, designing the first HIV tests from Robert Gallo's HIV cell line.

The interviews were conducted separately and integrated into a dialogue. Individual points-of-view belong to individual speakers.


How did you get involved with AIDS research?

Rasnick: I’m a chemist and protease enzyme researcher. I design and synthesize inhibitors to stop tissue-destroying viruses and cancers. When Robert Gallo announced HIV caused AIDS, I wanted to work on inhibitors that would stop it.
In ’85 I was at a research meeting where HIV was being discussed. An AIDS specialist was asked how much HIV was present in an infected AIDS patient. He was asked, “What’s the titer of HIV?”

What’s a Titer?

Rasnick: The titer is the number of infectious virus particles in a blood or tissue sample. A titer of live virus is easily obtainable from the particular tissue that the virus infects. A sample from this infected tissue contains millions of infectious virus particles. If you have herpes, the sample comes from a cold sore; if it’s polio, from the intestine; if it’s smallpox, from a pustule; if it’s a cold, from the throat.
When you’re infected with a virus, it infects and kills about 30 percent of the specific tissue that it targets before you get any symptoms. You can take a titer of any infected area, put it under a microscope and see millions of living viruses.
So, the virologist was asked, “What’s the titer of HIV?”
He answered, "Undetectable. Zero."
I thought, how is that possible? How can you be made sick from something that isn’t there? With polio, researchers threw away a hundred viruses before they found the right one. I assumed Gallo had simply gotten the wrong virus, and we’d have to start over.
By 1987, there were 30,000 cumulative AIDS cases. Numbers were not growing as predicted; and AIDS hadn’t left its original risk groups. Six years after the first AIDS cases, 95 percent of infections still occurred exclusively in men – 2/3 gay men, and 1/3 IV drug users. Additionally, each AIDS risk group suffered from specific diseases.
Viruses don't cause different diseases based on gender, sexual preference or lifestyle. Viruses have unique but limited genetic structures, which manifest in a limited but identical set of symptoms in all patients. The herpes virus makes herpes lesions, but never a sore throat. The chicken pox virus always produces skin sores, but never paralysis.

Viral epidemics spread exponentially in the first months and years, killing everyone who can’t survive long enough to develop immunity to it. HIV wasn't growing; it remained in its original risk groups, and it caused different diseases in each. It clearly wasn’t acting like a contagious virus.
In 1988, I came across an article written by Peter Duesberg in the science journal Cancer Research. The article was on retroviruses in general, and HIV in particular. Duesberg was the world’s preeminent retrovirologist. He’d studied and mapped the retroviral genome in the ‘70s. Duesberg’s knowledge of retroviruses was unparalleled. In the article, he laid out, point for point, what retroviruses are, and what they can and can't do.


HIV is a retrovirus; what are retroviruses?

Rasnick: Retroviruses are a subset of viruses that are not toxic to cells. They were discovered in the early 20th century. They're one of the first identified cellular particles. There are about 3,000 catalogued retroviruses. They exist in every animal: dogs, cats, whales, birds, rats, hamsters and humans. Retrovirologists estimate that one to two percent of our own DNA is retrovirus.
Retroviruses are RNA strands that copy themselves into our DNA using an enzyme called Reverse Transcriptase. Retroviruses are passed down matrilineally – from mother to child. They're not sexually transmissible. Lab animals do not exchange retroviruses with each other, no matter how much they mate. But babies always have the same retroviruses as their mothers.
Current research strongly indicates that they're simply a naturally occurring part of us. In 50 years of modern lab research, no retrovirus has ever been shown to kill cells or cause disease, except under very special laboratory conditions.

Peter Duesberg: In 1987 I was invited by Cancer Research to discuss whether retroviruses, including HIV, could cause disease or immune deficiency. I was invited because of my technical experience with retroviruses.
In 1970, I was working in UC Berkeley‘s virus lab. The big program in virology at the time, which we were part of, was to find a virus that caused cancer. There was also a large government cancer-virus program at the National Institutes of Health. Robert Gallo was one of the scientists working on that project.
We began looking at retroviruses because of their unique qualities. Typical viruses kill cells. Their strategy is to enter the cell, kill it and move on to the next one. However, with cancer, cells aren’t killed; in fact, they multiply very rapidly. Therefore a virus couldn’t cause cancer. Retroviruses, however, don't kill cells. This quality made them an outstanding candidate for a cancer virus.
In 1970, I made a discovery that got a lot of attention. I isolated a retroviral gene from a cancer cell, and infected other cells with this gene. The cancer virologists were very excited. They thought this might be the thing they’d been looking for – a retrovirus that could infect other cells and cause cancer. I was suddenly famous. There were job offers; I was given tenure at Berkeley and admission into the Academy of Science.
Of course, if a virus, or a unique retrovirus, caused cancer in the real world, then cancer would be contagious. But nobody “catches” cancer. A "case of cancer" doesn’t go around the office. However, such fundamental thoughts were not on the minds of the virus hunters. Scientists like impressive-sounding proofs, regardless of what we know is true in the real world. The retroviral cancer-gene was just a lab artifact. It didn’t exist in humans or animals in nature. We created it in the lab, and that’s where it stayed. It was purely academic.
As part of the cancer-gene experiment, my associates and I mapped the retroviral genome. We made the maps that today are used as the blueprints for all retroviruses, including HIV.

What do retroviruses do?

Duesberg: In terms of disease, they do nothing. They’re transcribed into the DNA in a few cells, and they hang around there for the rest of your life as part of your genome. Nevertheless, cancer-virus hunters continued to look for a cancer-gene using the technology we created and the retroviral maps we made.

Rasnick: In the mid-‘70s, Robert Gallo claimed he’d found a cancer-retrovirus in the cells of a leukemia patient. He called it HL23V. He found it the same way he would later find HIV – not by finding the retrovirus in the blood – but by looking for antibody and enzyme activity that he claimed stood in for the actual retrovirus.
By 1980, his claim was refuted by both the Sloan-Kettering Cancer Research Center and the National Cancer Institute. Gallo's supposed HL23V antibodies weren‘t the result of a cancer-virus, but rather the result of “exposure to many natural substances” which create antibodies in humans. Today nobody, not even Gallo, claims HL23V ever existed.
In 1980, he tried again. Gallo claimed to have a new cancer retrovirus called HTLV-1, which caused a kind of leukemia in which T-cells multiplied into fluid tumors. T-cells are one of many subsets of white blood cells. Once again, the proof was less than convincing. Less than one percent of people who tested positive for HTLV-1 ever developed leukemia. It was a less-than-successful validation for his theory.


How did Gallo move from cancer to AIDS research?

Rasnick:
In the early ‘80s, gay men were showing up in emergency rooms with a variety of simultaneous illnesses and infections. At the time, medical journals speculated that the diseases were drug-related. Gay men had been abusing toxic, immune suppressing and even carcinogenic drugs like poppers, cocaine and amphetamines on a daily basis for the better part of the ‘70s.
In 1983, Luc Montagnier, a French scientist at the Pasteur Institute, claimed to have found a new retrovirus in AIDS patients. But nobody paid attention, because he hadn’t isolated a virus, and he hadn’t found a single viral particle in the blood – remember the titer was zero, undetectable. Seeking some academic support, Montagnier sent a cell sample to Robert Gallo at the NIH. Gallo took the cell-line Montagnier sent him and modified it slightly. Then he did something strange. He stole it.
In 1984 Gallo called an international press conference and together with Margaret Heckler, the head of the Department of Health and Human Services, announced that he’d discovered the “probable cause” of AIDS. It was a new retrovirus called HTLV-III, (later re-named HIV). Later that same day, he patented the modified cell-line he’d originally gotten from Montagnier. He hadn’t published a single word of his research. Robert Gallo, a government-backed scientist, simply announced that a retroviral-epidemic was on its way.
He sold the cell-line to Abbot Labs, a pharmaceutical company that makes HIV tests. The French government demanded that all patent rights be returned to Montagnier. Gallo refused, claiming it was all his work. In 1987, Gallo and Montagnier were forced by President Reagan and French Prime Minister Chirac to meet in a hotel room to work out the HIV patent rights. In 1992, Gallo was officially convicted of theft by a federal scientific ethics committee.

Rodney Richards: At first Gallo claimed he invented the whole process. Now he claims his sample might have been “contaminated” by Montagnier’s.

Duesberg: The NIH itself ran a two-year investigation of Gallo’s HIV claim, and they couldn’t come up with any convincing evidence that he came up with it on his own.

What did Abbot labs do with Gallo’s cell line?

Rasnick:
Abbot labs makes HIV-antibody tests out of it. Abbot’s made billions selling HIV tests, and Gallo’s made millions from his patent.

So when we’re given an HIV-antibody test, we’re tested based on what Gallo and Montagnier claim to have found. How did Luc Montagnier find HIV?

Richards: First he looked in his patients’ blood, but he couldn’t find it there. In fact, no one has ever found HIV in human blood.

Right, the titer was zero – so where did he look?

Richards: Montagnier took tissue from the swollen lymph node of a gay man who was a suspected AIDS patient. In an infected person, the lymph tissue will presumably be littered with infected cells.
Montagnier attempted to perform a cell culture with that tissue. This is the lab technique used to isolate viruses like herpes and mononucleosis. In a cell culture, infected cells are mixed with uninfected cells in a petri dish. Separated from the body’s immune system, viruses that are being suppressed can surface. The virus travels from the infected cell to the uninfected cell through the liquid in the dish. The scientist collects this liquid, concentrates it, and spins it through a sucrose density gradient to isolate the virus.
A sucrose density gradient is a tube of layered sugar solution of specific densities. The layers become thicker from top to bottom. The cell liquid is gently placed on top of the sugar solution. This is spun in a centrifuge for many hours to force the viral particles to descend through the density layers. Cellular particles, including retroviruses, have known densities. The known density corresponds to a layer in the test tube. The descending particles stop when they find a density equal to their own. This layer is photographed with an electron microscope. In cultures from virally-infected patients, the photo plate is filled with millions of identical viral particles.
Finally, a new cell culture is performed with the isolated viral particles to see if they are indeed infectious. Once again, the cell fluid is separated, spun and photographed to verify that the same virus appears. This is what’s known as viral isolation.

Is this what Montagnier did?

Richards: He tried to, but it didn’t work. Montagnier took lymph tissue from a suspected AIDS patient, mixed it with cells from a healthy blood donor and performed a cell culture. He removed the liquid and spun it in a centrifuge, but he found no virus. But that didn’t stop him. Montagnier repeated the experiment but added a crucial new step.
He took the suspected AIDS tissue and mixed it with a variety of cells in a culture, including cells from an umbilical cord. Then he added powerful chemicals called Mitogens that artificially force cells to replicate. He found, after 2 or 3 weeks, evidence of an enzyme called reverse transcriptase, a sign of possible retroviral activity.

But he hadn’t found any virus?

Richards:
No. He found an enzyme that retroviruses use. But reverse transcriptase is found in many other microbes, cellular components and processes, including umbilical cells, and forced replication. Montagnier then separated the mitogenically stimulated fluid from the culture and poured it into another dish of healthy cells and again found reverse transcriptase activity.
He put this through a sucrose density gradient and found reverse transcriptase activity at the density layer where retroviruses were known to purify. What he did not find was a virus. When he looked through the electron microscope at that same density gradient, he found nothing – but he didn’t acknowledge that until years later.
That's what’s known as isolation of HIV.

How does this prove that an infectious virus was making people sick?

Richards:
It doesn’t. This is insufficient evidence to prove that HIV or any infectious virus exists, let alone that it causes disease.

How did Gallo use Montagnier’s cells to prove HIV existed and caused AIDS?

Richards:
Gallo cultured the cells, but didn’t find enough reverse transcriptase activity to convince him that Montagnier had found a retrovirus. So Gallo added another step. He mixed cells from 10 AIDS patients together; then he added those to leukemia T-cells from his HTLV-1 retrovirus experiment. At that point, Gallo found enough reverse transcriptase activity to convince him that there was indeed a retrovirus. That's how he claims to have found HIV.

But Gallo had already found reverse transcriptase activity in the leukemia cells. How did he prove that there was a new retrovirus – HIV?

Richards: Many scientists don’t believe that he did prove it.

You said Gallo used a T-cell line to grow HIV. Isn’t HIV supposed to kill T-cells?

Richards:
That’s what Gallo initially claimed, but Abbot labs grows its HIV in human T-cells. It’s even called an immortal cell line, because the leukemia cells don’t die. To date, no researcher has demonstrated how HIV kills T-cells. It's just a theory that keeps money flowing into the pharmaceutical approach to treating AIDS.

Rasnick: Gallo patented the leukemia T-cell mixture the very same day he announced he’d found the “probable cause” of AIDS.

What do HIV tests do?

Rasnick:
They look for antibodies in your blood to proteins that are taken out of this mixture. Your body produces antibodies as a response to all foreign material – germs, yeasts, viruses, even the food you eat. Viruses are DNA or RNA wrapped in protein building blocks. Antibodies grab onto these proteins, immobilizing and destroying the virus. When these antibodies encounter different viral proteins in the future, they‘ll very often grab onto them, too. This is called cross-reactivity.

Duesberg: Viruses are only dangerous the first time you encounter them. Once you’ve made antibodies to a virus, you have immunity for the rest of your life, and the virus can’t get you sick anymore. This is the opposite of HIV theory, which states: You become infected; you don‘t get sick; you make antibodies; and 10 years later, you get sick and die.

Rasnick: There are two common HIV antibody tests. One is the Elisa, in which a bunch of proteins from the T-cell mixture are stuck in a series of little plastic wells on a test plate. The other is called Western Blot. In this test, the proteins are separated onto individual paper strips. Your blood is added, and if antibodies from your blood stick to proteins from this mixture, you’re said to be HIV positive.

They’re assuming the proteins are from HIV; but they never isolated HIV, so how can they say these tests can diagnose HIV-infection?

Rasnick:
They can’t, and they don't. None of the proteins in the Elisa and Western Blot tests have been proven to be specific to HIV or any retrovirus. For this reason the FDA has not approved a single test for diagnosing HIV-infection.

Richards: There are at least 30 tests marketed to test for HIV. None of them are approved by the FDA to diagnose the presence or absence of HIV. Not the Elisa, not viral load, not Western Blot, not the P24 antigen test. The FDA and manufacturers clearly state that the significance of testing positive on the Elisa and Western Blot test is unknown.
AIDS researchers admit that the tests contain at least 80 percent non-specific cellular material – they’re, at best, 20 percent effective. But in my scientific opinion, they contain no HIV at all. The medical literature lists at least 60 different conditions that can register positive on the HIV-test. These conditions include candidas, arthritis, parasites, malaria, liver conditions, alcoholism, drug abuse, flu, herpes, syphilis, other STDs and pregnancy.

Rasnick: It’s very simple to see how you can get false positives. Antibodies cross-react. The more viruses and germs you’re exposed to, the more antibodies you’ll produce, the greater risk you’ll test positive on a non-specific antibody test. If you live in a country without clean water or sanitary living conditions, you're going to have constant microbial and parasitic infections that produce antibodies.
You carry antibodies to all the colds, flus, viruses and vaccinations you’ve ever had. If you’re pregnant, you’re producing antibodies that will react with Abbot’s Elisa test. Pregnancy is a known cause of false positives on the HIV test.
Different races have different ranges of naturally-occurring antibodies. That’s why blacks have a nine times greater chance of testing positive than white Europeans, and a 33 times greater chance than Asians. It doesn’t have anything to do with infection or health. In one study, a tribe of South American Indians was given Elisa tests. Thirteen percent of them tested HIV-positive, but nobody was sick. They just had antibodies that reacted with the test.

If the tests aren't specific, and we can't find HIV in the blood, then what is AIDS?

Richards:
According to the CDC, AIDS works like a formula: If you have an AIDS-indicator disease like salmonella, tuberculoses, pneumonia, herpes, or a yeast infection, and you test HIV-positive, then you‘re said to have AIDS, and you’re treated with toxic AIDS drugs. If you test negative or don't know your HIV status, you’re spared the toxic drugs and simply treated for the disease you have.
In 1993 the CDC expanded their definition of AIDS to include people who are not sick at all but who test positive and have a one-time T-cell count under 200. Based on this new criteria, by 1997, about 2/3 of all AIDS cases were perfectly healthy people. As it happens, ‘97 was the last year the CDC told us how many people were healthy and how many were sick. Now they just count everyone who's HIV-positive as an AIDS patient, whether they’re sick or not.

Let me clarify this. When people die of AIDS, they actually die of a known disease. But if their blood reacts with an HIV-antibody test, they’re no longer said to have the disease, they’re said to have AIDS?

Rasnick:
That’s how it works. And the sick people who test HIV-positive are put on the most toxic drugs ever manufactured and sold.

What about AIDS in Africa?

Rasnick:
It's the same story, even worse. Fifty percent of Africans have no sewage systems. Their drinking water mixes with animal and human waste. They have constant TB and malaria infections, the symptoms of which are diarrhea and weight loss, the very same criteria UNAIDS and the World Health Organization use to diagnose AIDS in Africa.
These people need clean drinking water and treated mosquito nets [mosquitoes carry malaria], not condoms and lectures and deadly pharmaceuticals forced on pregnant mothers.
We’ve put 20 years and $118 billion into HIV. We’ve got no cure, no vaccine and no progress. Instead we have thousands of people made sick and even killed by toxic AIDS drugs. But we can’t just treat them for the diseases we know they have because if we do, we’re called “AIDS denialists.” Treating them for the diseases they actually have would be more humane and effective than forcing toxic drugs down their throats, and it would also save billions of tax dollars. AIDS is a multi-billion dollar industry. There are 100,000 professional AIDS researchers in this country. It's as hard to challenge as big tobacco at this point.

What does Luc Montagnier say about this?

Rasnick:
In 1990 at the San Francisco AIDS conference, Montagnier announced that HIV did not, after all, kill T-cells and could not be the cause of AIDS. Within hours of making this announcement, he was attacked by the very industry he’d helped to create. Montagnier's not a liar. He's a so-so scientist who’s in over his head.

Afterword:
In a 1997 interview, Luc Montagnier spoke about his isolation of HIV. He said, “We did not purify [isolate] ... We saw some particles but they did not have the morphology [shape] typical of retroviruses ... They were very different … What we did not have, as I have always recognized it, is that it was truly the cause of AIDS.”
Robert Gallo hasn’t made such large concessions. He has, however, amended his AIDS death sentence. He now believes that it’s possible to live with HIV “for 30 years until you die of old age,” as long as you live a healthy lifestyle and avoid immune-compromising substances.
In 1994 Gallo quietly announced that the major AIDS defining illness in gay men – Kaposi’s Sarcoma, could not be explained by HIV but that nitrite poppers, a drug that had been popular in the gay community, “could be the primary cause.” Somehow, this didn’t make headlines.
Gallo also said that Peter Duesberg’s research into a drug-based AIDS model should be funded. Duesberg’s funding has all but evaporated since he publicly challenged the HIV/AIDS model.


Dr. Duesberg and Rasnick’s articles can be found at: http://www.duesberg.com/ and http://www.virusmyth.net/

The AIDS Debate Part 2
The Gay Plague
by Liam Scheff

Prologue
In 1984, Robert Gallo announced that a retrovirus called HIV was the “probable cause” of AIDS.
In Part 1 of “The AIDS Debate,” AIDS researchers gave startling evidence that retroviruses are, in fact, not toxic to cells, and are too biochemically inactive to cause any disease, let alone the 29 different diseases the Centers for Disease Control (CDC) classifies as AIDS. These researchers claim AIDS was correctly diagnosed in the early ’80s as a lifestyle disease typified by immune damage caused by massive drug use and malnutrition.

Ten years after his announcement, at a 1994 National Institute on Drug Abuse (NIDA) meeting, Robert Gallo quietly admitted that the first defining AIDS disease in gay men, Kaposi’s Sarcoma, could not be explained by HIV, but that nitrite drugs called “poppers” could be the primary cause. Poppers were a popular, legal drug heavily marketed in the gay community in the 1970s.

Gay men were indeed using poppers and other cell-damaging, mutagenic drugs in huge quantities in the 1970s, immediately prefiguring the first outbreak of AIDS diseases. But the specter of AIDS didn’t stop recreational drug use. Many gay men in the party scene continue to abuse the same drugs, including nitrite poppers.

Now they’re adding toxic AIDS pharmaceuticals to this already deadly cocktail, and it’s costing them their lives. A national study conducted by Dr. Amy Justice, an AIDS researcher at the University of Pittsburgh, revealed that liver failure is now the leading cause of death in HIV-positive individuals taking AIDS drugs. While liver failure has never been an AIDS disease, it is the primary, well-known side-effect of the new AIDS pharmaceuticals.

At the 1994 NIDA meeting, Dr. Gallo said that Dr. Peter Duesberg’s drug-based AIDS theory should be funded and investigated. Taking Gallo’s advice, I spoke with Duesberg and two other health advocates about the first AIDS patients, drug abuse and the new prescription drugs that are killing AIDS patients today.

Peter Duesberg is a professor of molecular biology at UC Berkeley. He is an expert in the field of HIV science and retrovirology.

John Lauritsen is a journalist and gay historian who’s investigated and written about AIDS for over 20 years. In 1992, he uncovered documents through the Freedom of Information Act, which revealed that the toxic AIDS drug, Azidothymidine (AZT), was approved based on fraudulent medical trials. His books include The AIDS War and The Early Homosexual Rights Movement - 1864 to 1935.

Darren Main is an author, holistic health practitioner and AIDS educator. According the CDC's 1993 redefinition, Main has AIDS, though he is not sick.

Interviews were conducted separately and integrated into a dialogue. Individual points-of-view belong only to the speaker.

The gay rights movement emerged as a powerful force in the early ’70s after decades of repression and abuse of gay men and women. What was the gay scene like in the ’70s?

John Lauritsen:
There was a marvelous sense of freedom for gay men in the early ’70s. The gay liberation movement after Stonewall [a major turning point in the gay rights movement] allowed men who’d been held back by cultural taboos to come out in the growing gay centers. These were strong, healthy, young men who suddenly had this tremendous freedom offered to them. Using a lot of drugs and having a lot of sex was part of that freedom.
I lived in New York from ’63 to ’95; I was there, right in the heart of it. I lived around the corner from an extremely popular gay club called The Saint. On some nights, a couple thousand men would show up. The main activity was consuming drugs of every sort: ecstasy, poppers, marijuana, quaaludes, MDA, crystal meth, LSD, cocaine and designer drugs. Some drugs only showed up once, like the one they made specially for the club’s opening night.
At clubs like The Saint, there was a drug schedule. Someone would say, “Now it’s time for ecstasy, now it’s time for crystal, now it’s time for Special K,” and hundreds to a couple thousand guys would all do drugs at the same time. This went on all evening. They mixed this with alcohol through the course of the long, long night. A drug called “poppers” was used constantly, because it was cheap and legal.

What are poppers?

Lauritsen:
Poppers are nitrite inhalants. The nitrites (amyl-, butyl- and isobutyl-) have a number of effects that made them attractive to young gay men. If used during sex, they prolong and enhance orgasm. Some men became incapable of having sex or even masturbating without them. Poppers were used to facilitate anal sex, because they deaden pain and relax the muscles in the rectum.

How were poppers used?

Lauritsen:
They were used ubiquitously. They came in little vials that you’d pop open and snort. Some gay men used poppers first thing in the morning, on the dance floor and every time they had sex. At gay discothèques, men shuffled around in a daze, holding their poppers bottles under their nose. The acrid odor of poppers was synonymous with gay gathering places.

How do nitrite poppers affect health?

Lauritsen:
Poppers are an extraordinarily toxic drug. They cause brain damage from strokes, severe skin burns and heart failure. They suppress the immune system and damage the lungs. They’ve caused death from a single use. They’re such an effective poison that they’ve been used to commit suicide and murder.
The nitrites are strongly mutagenic, which means they cause cellular change and genetic mutation. Nitrites produce deadly toxins when mixed with commonly used chemicals like antihistamines, artificial sweeteners and painkillers. Virtually all antibiotics are converted into potent carcinogens by nitrites.

Why were poppers legal?

Lauritsen:
Poppers were originally manufactured by the Burroughs-Wellcome Corp. as a remedy for emergency heart pain, but they were replaced by nitroglycerine. In the ’60s, only a few gay men used poppers as a recreational drug.
Poppers found new life during the Vietnam War, sold on the black market to soldiers overseas. When the soldiers came home, they kept up the habit. Reports of blackouts, headaches, blood abnormalities and terrible skin burns forced a reclassification of the drug.
In the ’70s and ’80s, the FDA permitted poppers to be legally sold under the ridiculous pretext that they were "room odorizers" – at the same time that the new gay sex industry blatantly marketed them to gay men as aphrodisiacs, under such names as “Rush,” “Hard Ware” and “Ram.”
Poppers were cheap, as little as $2.99 per bottle, and they were extremely popular. Every single gay publication at the time was filled with full-page, color ads for the drug. In the ’70s, poppers were a $50 million per year business. Gay magazines like The Advocate relied heavily on ad revenue from poppers; some magazines owed their very existence to the drug. They were so popular that there was even a “Poppers” comic strip named after them.
By the end of the ’70s, some of the healthy young men weren’t looking so young and healthy. They were worn out. Their faces were gray. They looked prematurely old. I remember going to a party in the late ’70s and being shocked to see how many men were gravely ill.
In 1983, I began to work with Hank Wilson, a Bay Area gay rights activist, on researching and writing about poppers. We started writing about the dangerous medical effects of the drug and were savagely attacked for doing so. The gay press called us “homophobes” and “gay traitors” because we criticized a chemical.
In the early ’80s, medical reports on AIDS considered it a lifestyle disease. The fast-lane lifestyle of gay men was defined by incessant sex and drug use. These men had constant STD infections – concurrent cases of syphilis, gonorrhea, chlamydia, VD, bowel and parasitic infections – which they treated with increasingly strong rounds of antibiotics whenever they thought they’d caught something. Some doctors gave their gay patients open prescriptions for antibiotics and even advised them to swallow a few capsules before going to the baths. One bathhouse in New York sold black market antibiotics on the second floor, along with all kinds of street drugs.
One of the primary AIDS diseases was Kaposi’s Sarcoma, which is an overgrowth of the blood vessels that manifests as dark purple patches on the skin and face. Doctors speculated that nitrite poppers, a known mutagen, were the cause of Kaposi‘s Sarcoma (KS). Scientists wrote The Advocate with strong warnings about the dangers of poppers, but their letters were rejected or ignored.
The gay community’s reaction to the idea that chronic drug use had anything to do with illness was overt denial. In 1983, The Advocate actually ran a series of ads defending poppers. The series, called “A Blueprint for Health,” falsely claimed that government studies showed poppers were harmless and should be considered a healthy part of gay life. This was for a drug that said, “flammable, fatal if swallowed” on the label.

Peter Duesberg: AIDS was correctly diagnosed by the CDC from ’81 to ’84. They identified it as a probable lifestyle disease caused by excessive drug use and malnutrition. The New England Journal of Medicine published four articles on the drug lifestyle of what was then called GRID (Gay-Related Immune Deficiency) patients. This syndrome was typified by opportunistic infections, pneumonia and KS.
The one factor that all these people had in common was very high use of recreational drugs: amphetamines, nitrite inhalants, cocaine and heroin. The theory was simple. These men had spent a decade destroying their immune systems and were now susceptible to all sorts of infectious disease. This theory was compatible with the non-random distribution of illness.
Until ’84, this was the only credible hypothesis. But when the government supported HIV theory, the lifestyle theory was abandoned, because all the money went into retroviral research. That’s how science works; if it’s not funded, it doesn’t exist.

Lauritsen: The media immediately supported Gallo’s unproven hypothesis, and public health services followed suit. For 20 years, virtually all government funding has poured into Gallo‘s HIV-equals-AIDS theory, with nothing to show for it, while the drug and malnutrition models have been ignored.
In 1994, Robert Gallo quietly admitted that KS could not be caused by HIV. But this was never reported in the mainstream press. Gallo told the audience of scientists and activists at the ’94 NIDA meeting that HIV couldn‘t cause KS and that he‘d never even found it in T-cells, which HIV is supposed to kill. He said, “I don’t know if I made this point clear, but I think that everybody here knows – we never found HIV DNA in the tumor cells of KS. And, in fact, we’ve never found HIV DNA in T-cells. So in other words, we’ve never seen the role of HIV as transforming [cancer-causing] in any way.”
This was in complete opposition to everything Gallo had ever said about HIV or AIDS. But very few people paid attention to his retraction. The CDC ignored it, and continues to tell people KS is an AIDS disease.
When Gallo was asked what, if not HIV, caused KS, he said, “The nitrites [poppers] could be the primary factory” because “Mutagenesis” is the “most important thing.” It's a very embarrassing situation for the AIDS establishment, and they’ve kept it quiet. One of the two hallmark diseases of AIDS is now clearly understood to be totally unrelated to AIDS or HIV.
Take any AIDS diagnosis – there are good reasons why that person became sick the way they did. Take a heroin addict who develops pneumonia or a severe lung infection. This is what science has always expected as a consequence of taking opiates in excess, because opiates damage the lungs and reduce immunity.
If a gay man takes nitrite inhalants and develops KS, the best explanation is that he’s been affected by nitrite inhalants, not an infectious agent. Nitrites are mutagenic drugs that directly affect blood vessels. It’s telling that gay men who developed KS got it around the lips, nose and mouth – the same place he’d inhaled the toxic drug.

Duesberg: The defining symptoms of AIDS are chronic diarrhea, dementia, weight loss and increased incidence of viral and bacterial infection. These are the very conditions that define chronic drug abuse and malnutrition, but no one’s funding this research. Instead, billions of dollars are poured into beating AIDS with deadly drugs like AZT and protease inhibitors.
Many Americans use amphetamines, diet drugs, cocaine and designer party drugs. When you do this for years, you start getting sick. You go to the doctor, who says the first thing you need is an HIV test. You test positive because HIV tests cross-react with antibodies produced by drug use. The doctor puts you on AZT, a DNA chain terminator, which, in high doses, will finish you off in six months.
I’m not talking about a one-time use of a party drug. We’re designed to consume a lot of junk, but we’re not designed to tolerate a gram of cocaine, nitrite inhalants or heroin per day, and we’re even less capable of handling AZT.

What is AZT?

Duesberg:
AZT is a DNA chain terminator. AZT kills your DNA. It kills your bone marrow, where your blood is produced; it kills the cells in your intestines so you can't eat.
AZT was designed 40 years ago as a chemotherapy drug to treat cancer. The principle of chemotherapy is simple – to kill all cells. If chemotherapy works, the cancer cells are dead before you are. But it doesn‘t work often, and there’s terrible collateral damage. Of course, chemotherapy is a short-term process. A cancer patient is only treated for a short time, because the treatment is so toxic. But AIDS patients are given AZT daily, presumably for the rest of their lives.

How was such a toxic drug approved for use on sick AIDS patients?

Lauritsen:
AZT was approved on the basis of fraudulent research. The Phase 2 AZT Trials were conducted by the FDA in 1986 and monitored by Burroughs-Wellcome (now Glaxo-Wellcome), who manufacture the drug. Incidentally, Wellcome is the same corporation that first manufactured nitrite poppers for heart pain.
The Phase 2 trials were supposed to demonstrate that AZT was "safe and effective." The report on the trials, published in 1987, claimed that AZT dramatically prevented people with AIDS from dying. But these results were based on fraud.

How was fraud committed?

Lauritsen:
First, the study wasn’t truly blinded. Doctors and patients knew who was taking AZT and who was taking placebos. In a medical study, one group of patients is given the test drug, the other is given harmless sugar pills. This allows doctors to observe the effects of the drug by comparing the two groups.
In a true double-blinded study, neither the doctors nor patients are supposed to know who's on the drug. This is considered the most accurate and bias-free method for approving a pharmaceutical.
In the Phase 2 trials, everybody knew who was on AZT; the information was shared among doctors and patients. Patients in the placebo group wanted to be on AZT because they thought it would help them, so they got it from other patients or their own doctors. But they were still recorded in the placebo group.
Most importantly, the case report forms were falsified. Patients taking AZT who almost died from anemia were recorded as having “no adverse reactions” to the drug. These patients had to get multiple blood transfusions to save their lives. [AZT causes anemia by destroying bone marrow, where blood cells are produced.]
One patient, who was supposed to be in the placebo group, was actually being given AZT by his doctor. He dropped out of the study but continued to take AZT, and quickly died. The investigators recorded his death in the placebo group, as if not taking the drug is what killed him. If that’s not fraud then the word has no meaning.
On the basis of these tests, AZT was approved and introduced to patients in 1987. HIV-positive men became the focus of a multimillion dollar media campaign from Wellcome. Full-page ads promoting AZT appeared in The New York Times and in lesser publications all over the world. City public health departments echoed the idea that AZT would help people live longer.

Duesberg: Doctors give HIV-positive patients drugs before they‘re even sick. As of 1993, the CDC no longer requires people to be sick to call them AIDS patients. If they have a positive antibody response to the nonspecific Elisa test and a one-time T-cell count below 200, the CDC says they have AIDS. Based on this criteria, doctors are prescribing AIDS drugs to healthy individuals.
This is what I call AIDS by prescription. Imagine that you go to your doctor and are told that you’ve tested HIV-positive. You’re perfectly healthy, but your doctor tells you that you have AIDS because your T-cell count is low, and you’d better take the drugs to stop the progression of the disease. You’re confused and alarmed, but you trust your doctor, so you take the drugs, which destroy your intestines and your immune system. Your hair falls out, you become impotent, and sooner or later you have the diseases you were trying to prevent.
The doctor says, “If you hadn’t come to me, you would’ve had the same problems six months earlier. I’ve added a half-year to your life.”
Now, because so many people died taking AZT, doctors are prescribing lower doses, which simply delays and masks the damage being done to the body.

Who’s taking AZT?

Duesberg:
According to the New York Times and Time magazine, 450,000 Americans are taking AZT every single day of their life. Many patients can’t take the drugs because they’re throwing up so badly. But they try to follow their doctor’s orders.

Lauritsen: Ninety-four percent of all AIDS deaths have occurred since people started using AZT in 1987. More people died taking AZT in 1993 alone than died in the first six years of AIDS.
Did AIDS stop recreational drug use?

Lauritsen:
No, by the early ’90s, gay men in San Francisco and New York had returned to the levels of drug abuse and promiscuity of the ’70s.
In ’92, several thousand gay men attended a "morning party" on Fire Island, held to benefit Gay Men's Health Crisis. At least 95 percent of them were in a state of extreme intoxication from ecstasy, poppers, cocaine and alcohol. The playwright Larry Kramer described it, saying, "There were 4,000 or 5,000 gorgeous young kids on the beach drugged out of their minds at high noon, rushing in and out of portosans to fuck. All in the name of GMHC.”

Darren Main: Drug use is very high in the gay community right now. Large circuit parties are very popular.

What’s a circuit party?

Main:
It’s an event that occurs at a specific location, like the "White Party" in Palm Springs or the "Black and Blue" in Montreal. Thousands of people attend. It’s four to five days of heavy drug use, like nothing you can imagine – crystal meth, ecstasy, special K, designer drugs, poppers.

People are still using poppers?

Main:
Absolutely. It’s a real pharmacy. Guys stay up for four to five days, taking drugs and having orgy-like sex. In addition to the big circuit parties, there’s a regular party scene. A lot of guys spend their weekends going to dance clubs and getting stoned out of their minds.
These party drugs are being combined with antibiotics, because these guys are constantly exposed to syphilis, gonorrhea, herpes, amoebic infections and other STDs, which are all on the rise again in the gay community.

This sounds like the first AIDS crisis.

Main:
It is. A lot of guys think that that they're protected from infections because they're taking the new AIDS drug cocktails, called HAART (highly-active anti-retroviral therapy). HAART is a combination of the older nucleoside analogues like AZT, DDI and 3TC, and the newer protease inhibitors like Saquinavir and Crixivan. [Nucleoside analogues work by stopping DNA production; protease inhibitors work by stopping protein assemblage in your cells.]

What are common side effects of protease inhibitors?

Main:
Protease inhibitors cause lypodystrophy – a deformation of fat. Body fat moves out of the face, arms and legs, which become veiny sticks; the face becomes skeletal. The fat collects into a “buffalo hump” on your upper back. The belly becomes distended and bloated.
And that’s just what’s visible. The drugs cause massive cholesterol increase, which frequently leads to heart attacks. Diabetes and blood-sugar imbalances are also common. Protease inhibitors do the most damage in the liver. As a result, liver failure is now the No. 1 killer of AIDS patients in this country, though it’s not an AIDS disease.
I’ve observed that if you go on the drugs, your symptoms will start with an upset stomach and diarrhea. Within a year, it’ll begin to show in your face. The people I know who’ve been taking the drugs for a few years are visibly altered. There’s no way to know if quitting the drugs will reverse the damage. In LA, San Francisco and South Beach, there are plastic surgeons whose entire practice is based on liposucting buffalo humps and putting in cheek implants.

You consult with people diagnosed with HIV and AIDS. What do you tell them?

Main:
I teach them how to rebuild and support their immune systems by doing very basic things: Developing a supportive diet, getting enough sleep, no recreational drugs, no stimulants, and adding supportive supplements. If someone’s on AIDS drugs, I encourage them take a “drug holiday.”
A lot of people are afraid to quit the drugs or challenge what doctors and pharmaceutical companies tell them. I have a client we’ll call “Jack,” whose partner died a couple years ago from drug toxicity. Jack is HIV-positive and takes the drugs. He had a very severe reaction to them – he went blind. His eyes stopped working and began to waste away due to the AIDS drugs. Jack’s doctors confirmed that the blindness was indeed caused by the drug cocktails, not by any virus or AIDS disease. When I met him, he’d just had his eyes removed. He now has prosthetic, glass eyes.

So he finally quit the drugs?

Main:
No, he’s still taking them. I asked if he’d consider going off them. He said no, because he didn’t feel comfortable with his T-cell count or his viral load. He felt better losing his eyes than quitting the drugs. Protease inhibitors are slightly less toxic than AZT, but they still can be deadly. It’s a slower death.

You don’t take the drugs, even though you have an AIDS diagnosis. How’s your health?

Main:
Perfect – no health problems that I know of. I’ve never had an opportunistic infection or AIDS-defining disease. I have AIDS because of a T-cell count. Mine is 120. According the CDC, that’s what AIDS is; HIV-positive plus a T-cell count below 200. Of course, in other countries, I don’t have AIDS. This is just how the CDC defines AIDS in the US, and only since ’93. But I’m quite healthy. I rock climb, go hiking and teach yoga for a living. Because of my AIDS diagnosis, I’ve been harassed by doctors to go on the drugs. “Hit hard and hit fast,” they say.
According to Dr. Amy Justice of the University of Pittsburgh, gay men are dying taking AIDS drugs. They're taking them even though HIV theory is highly debatable, and more supportive treatment options exist. Why are gay men buying into this treatment option, if it causes them so much pain and suffering?

Main:
If you look at the history of the gay movement, you’ll find that HIV and AIDS have, ironically, really brought people together. In the early days, gay liberation was a bunch of guys whose main interaction was partying. When people started getting sick, these guys, who’d been rejected by mainstream society, had to support each other. They took care of each other and developed a real community. They supported each other in a way that they’d never been supported by their own families or society.
HIV and AIDS became the glue that kept people together. We’ve got a lot invested in AIDS – billions of dollars, AIDS drives, thousands of volunteer hours at community centers, full-time jobs and organizations invested in the notion that HIV is killing gay men. It’s very hard for people to let go of something they’ve put their whole lives into – their hearts, their minds and their beliefs. It’s very difficult.
It would be nice if gay men felt that they could find validation, support and community outside of HIV and AIDS. But I think that too many people are too attached to have that happen soon. Which is unfortunate, because that attachment is killing a lot of people.

Organizations dedicated to treating AIDS illnesses without toxic AIDS drugs do exist. For alternative AIDS treatments and action, go to:
HEAL – http://www.healaids.com/
Alive and Well AIDS Alternatives – http://www.aliveandwell.org/
Darren Main – http://www.darrenmain.com/
Act Up San Francisco – http://www.actupsf.com/

Articles by Peter Duesberg and John Lauritsen can be found at:
http://www.duesberg.com/ and http://www.virusmyth.net/


The AIDS Debate Part 3
Africa – Treating Poverty with Toxic Drugs
By Liam Scheff

“As to diseases, make a habit of two things—to help, or at least to do no harm.”
-Hippocrates, 5th Century B.C.E. Greek Physician, regarded as the father of medicine.

According to the World Health Organization (WHO) and UNAIDS, 42 million people around the world are infected with HIV, and nearly 22 million people in Africa have died of AIDS. But AIDS isn't a single disease; it's a collection of diseases. When people are said to die of AIDS, they're known to die of a particular disease or condition, such as pneumonia, tuberculosis, malaria or basic malnutrition. AIDS researchers claim that HIV plays a role in the development of these illnesses, but in spite of this claim, 20 years of AIDS research has failed to prove causation between HIV infection and any so-called AIDS disease (as explored in “The AIDS Debate” parts one and two). So why do we call them AIDS deaths?

In the US, AIDS is defined as a collection of 29 previously-known conditions including yeast infections, herpes, salmonella, pneumonia, tuberculosis and Kaposi’s Sarcoma. These conditions are not known to be caused by HIV. Nevertheless, the one thing that classifies any one of these conditions as AIDS is a positive HIV-antibody test.

But even if HIV was found to cause these previously known conditions, a problem remains. The HIV-antibody tests do not diagnose actual HIV-infection. Instead, they look for non-specific antibody reactions in your blood to proteins in the HIV-test. The test manufacturers claim that the proteins stand in for HIV, but in reality, none of the test proteins have been proven to be specific to HIV. These tests are, in fact, so nonspecific that they cross-react with nearly 70 other documented conditions, including the flu, previous vaccinations, blood transfusions, arthritis, alcoholic hepatitis, drug use, yeast infections and even pregnancy, as well as conditions endemic in Africa: tuberculosis, parasitic infection, leprosy and malaria. Because no HIV test can actually find HIV, not a single HIV-test has been approved by the FDA for diagnosing HIV-infection.

In light of this nonspecific, cross-reacting test, how does the World Health Organization (WHO) diagnose AIDS in Africa?

Simple: they don’t require any test at all. In 1985, the WHO created a new definition of AIDS for African nations and third world countries. The WHO‘s “Bangui Definition” allows Africans with common physical symptoms including diarrhea, fever, weight loss, itching and coughing to be automatically designated as AIDS patients, with no HIV test. But these very symptoms define life for the majority of Africans who lack essentials like sufficient food, safe drinking water, proper sanitation and basic medical care. These symptoms are also synonymous with the biggest killers on the continent: malaria, infectious diarrhea and tuberculosis.

Western AIDS organizations are working to get toxic AIDS drugs into the hands of African governments, but what’s the use of potentially deadly AIDS pharmaceuticals to people suffering from poverty-related diseases like chronic tuberculosis and malaria infection, or to pregnant mothers whose blood cross-reacts with the nonspecific HIV tests?

To answer these questions, I spoke with AIDS researchers who’ve worked in Africa and studied the African AIDS epidemic.

Dr. Christian Fiala is a medical doctor and specialist in obstetrics and gynecology in Vienna. He’s worked extensively in Uganda and Thailand researching AIDS.

Dr. Rodney Richards was one of the founding scientists for the biotech company Amgen where he helped develop some of the first HIV tests. Richards currently works full-time researching AIDS.

The interviews were conducted separately and integrated into a dialogue. Individual points-of-view belong to individual speakers.

How is AIDS diagnosed in Africa?

Christian Fiala:
Your readers may be surprised to learn that AIDS in Africa is diagnosed completely differently than in Europe or the US. In Africa, an AIDS diagnosis can be made based on commonly occurring physical symptoms alone. This is ironic, because AIDS is a collection of diseases, and has no uniform symptoms. Even the co-founder of HIV theory, Luc Montagnier, admits that AIDS has no specific clinical symptoms.

How was this new AIDS definition devised?

Fiala:
In 1985 the WHO held a meeting in Bangui, the capital of the Central African Republic. A WHO official, Joseph McCormick, wrote about it in his book Level 4: Virus Hunters of the CDC.
He wrote: “If I could get everyone at the WHO meeting in Bangui to agree on a single, simple definition of what an AIDS case was in Africa, then, imperfect as the definition might be, we could actually start counting the cases...”
This is what‘s known as the Bangui Definition.

How does the Bangui definition define AIDS?

Fiala:
There are two categories of symptoms, major and minor. A patient is given an AIDS diagnosis when they have two major symptoms and one minor symptom. The major symptoms are weight loss, chronic diarrhea and chronic fever. The minor symptoms include coughing and generalized itching.

Let me clarify, based on the WHO’s definition, if you have a fever, a cough and diarrhea in Africa, then you have AIDS?

Fiala:
That’s correct.

That seems absurd(?)

Fiala:
It is. It’s more absurd when you understand how common these symptoms are in resource-poor settings like sub-Saharan Africa. To begin with, less than 50 percent of Africans have access to safe drinking water. Over 60 percent have no sanitation. Most African villages don’t have sewage systems. Human and animal excrements mix with the water supply. People drink this water and ingest infectious parasites and bacteria. As a result, dysentery is endemic.
When your intestines are full of infectious microbes, you’ll likely develop a fever. Your body will try to purge itself by expelling the bacteria as quickly as possible. This is infectious diarrhea, and it's incredibly common in Africa.
Diarrhea drains liquid, salts, minerals and nutrients from the body. It weakens the immune system. When you have no safe water, you’ll have diarrhea chronically. When you have chronic diarrhea, you can’t help but to lose weight.
At this point, you’ve fulfilled the major symptom criteria in the African definition for AIDS. So you need one minor symptom, like generalized itching or coughing. In Uganda, a so-called “AIDS epicenter,” 80 percent of houses have floors made of packed soil or cow dung. An entire family lives on this floor. There are, on average, seven children per family, all living in this room. This is not what we in the US and Europe call proper housing, and it’s easy to see how a problem like “generalized itching” might come up. At this point, an African suffering from itching, diarrhea and weight loss should be – according to the WHO – officially reported as an AIDS patient. The Bangui Definition simply relabels symptoms of poverty as AIDS.
The second problem with the Bangui Definition is Tuberculosis. TB is very widespread in Africa. It’s a bacterial infection that infects the lungs. TB is spread by coughing, and it‘s highly infectious. The typical symptoms of Tuberculosis are fever, weight loss and coughing. This is exactly what is required for an AIDS diagnosis.

So if you have Tuberculosis in Africa, you can be diagnosed with AIDS?

Fiala:
That’s correct. According to the WHO, the typical symptoms of TB define AIDS in Africa. Another problem with the Bangui Definition is malaria. Malaria is the most widespread disease in Africa and tropical countries. It’s the leading cause of death in Uganda. It’s spread by mosquitoes, so people are reinfected several times a year. A great many people die every year, while the rest develop a relative immunity, even though it’s wearing away at them. The symptoms of malaria include fever, weight loss and fatigue. If you have a cough or itching, and you have malaria in Africa, you can be diagnosed with AIDS.
As if this wasn’t problematic enough, in some African countries, such as Tanzania, health authorities have decided that a one-criteria diagnosis is all they need. A patient exhibiting just one of the major symptoms – diarrhea, fever or weight loss – can be given an AIDS diagnosis.
This is hardly scientific, and it’s very different from what people are told about AIDS in Africa. The idea that there should be a different kind of AIDS for Africans or Europeans or Americans defies the scientific definition of viral infection. A single virus doesn’t cause different diseases in different people or in different countries. A viral infection doesn’t vary so wildly so as to create pelvic cancer in women, Kaposi’s sarcoma in gay men, and tuberculosis in Africans. But this is what we’re asked to believe about HIV.

What's the treatment for TB and Malaria?

Fiala:
The best treatment is prevention. The most effective way to reduce all of these infectious diseases is to improve the standard of living and hygiene for local residents – to provide safe, clean water; plentiful, healthy food; proper housing and basic medical care. This is exactly how the incidence of TB and other infectious diseases was dramatically reduced in the US and Europe.
The treatment for malaria is well known and simple: treated mosquito nets that protect villages; clean, safe, non-stagnant water; and the inexpensive, highly efficient drugs that effectively fight the disease.

Why don’t African Countries have clean water systems?

Fiala:
You could’ve asked that question 100 years ago in the US and Europe. Sewage and water systems rely on economic development. We have these things in the West because we know they’re absolutely essential, so we’ve invested money and energy in them.
Many African nations don’t have the money to develop this infrastructure and modernize the villages. The money they have is being re-routed into AIDS. These countries are being pressured by international AIDS organizations to take money out of rural development and put it into AIDS education, condom distribution, abstinence campaigns and toxic AIDS pharmaceuticals.

We’re told that there are nearly 30 million African AIDS patients. This is an enormous number of people. How are these cases counted?

Fiala:
The United Nations AIDS organization (UNAIDS) and the WHO use various computer modeling programs to come up with their numbers.

Rodney Richards: When you read about the millions of HIV-infected in Africa, you may notice that the word “estimated” precedes the number in the official publications.

What does “estimated” mean?

Richards:
All WHO/UNAIDS reports of HIV-infection in Africa are "estimates" based on HIV tests performed on blood samples taken at pregnancy clinics. These global reports are created jointly by the WHO and UNAIDS.

Why is blood taken from pregnancy clinics?

Richards:
In countries with little infrastructure, medical care is very limited, and is generally reserved for the most vulnerable segment of the population, such as infants and pregnant women. Even in the poorest countries, there are pregnancy clinics serving expectant mothers and women who’ve just given birth.
Pregnant women regularly line up at these clinics for a check-up that includes a blood screening for syphilis. Syphilis infection is common in many African countries, and must be treated before a baby’s birth, or the child could die or be severely damaged.
Once a year, UNAIDS researchers collect leftover blood samples from these clinics, and test them with a single HIV-antibody test called the Elisa. The resulting number of HIV-positive results is fed into an epidemiological computer modeling program (Epi-model) at the WHO headquarters in Geneva. The Epi-model program then extrapolates the HIV-positive test results onto the entire population – young and old; men, women and children. When we hear about the number of people infected with HIV, it's this number that's being reported.

How do reported numbers of HIV-infection correspond to actual number of people tested?

Richards:
The WHO/UNAIDS tells us that there are currently 30 million HIV-positive Africans, yet less than one in a thousand of these people have ever been tested. In South Africa, the WHO/UNAIDS reports 5 million people are infected with HIV, but this number is based on only 4,000 actual HIV-positive test results from pregnant women.
But even these positive test results are hardly indicative of HIV-infection. The HIV-antibody tests used in these surveys are known to come up positive based on cross-reactions with antibodies produced from malaria, TB and parasitic infection – all common conditions in Africa. The test manufacturers themselves warn that pregnancy is a known cause of false positives.

Fiala: Testing pregnant women for HIV-infection is a self-fulfilling prophecy, but pregnant women are the only people regularly tested for HIV-infection in sub-Saharan Africa.

We're told that 28 million people worldwide and 22 million Africans have died of AIDS. How are AIDS deaths counted in Africa?

Richards:
AIDS deaths are also estimates. The number of deaths is projected from the Epi-model estimate of HIV-infections. It is assumed that if a certain number of people are HIV-infected, then a certain number will die of AIDS. This assumption is based on what researchers know historically about disease progression in AIDS patients, primarily from studies done on HIV-positive IV drug abusers and male homosexuals in the US and Europe.

Are these numbers accurate?

Richards:
No, the numbers have been greatly inflated. For example, the WHO/UNAIDS says that there has been 2.2 million AIDS deaths in Uganda so far, but the Ugandan Ministry of Health records a cumulative total of only 56,000 AIDS deaths since the beginning of the epidemic. The WHO’s report is 33 times higher than the actual number of recorded, verified deaths.
As of the end of 2001, official government bodies in the developing world have managed to account for only 7 percent of the cumulative AIDS deaths that the WHO/UNAIDS claim have occurred. The Russian Federation can only account for only 3 percent of the UNAIDS estimate of AIDS deaths. India has 2 percent of the UNAIDS estimate. China has only 1 percent.

If I understand correctly, the number of people we’re told have HIV and AIDS in Africa is actually an inaccurate computer extrapolation based on test results from non-specific, cross-reacting antibody tests given to pregnant women?

Fiala:
That's correct.

And the number of AIDS deaths in Africa is a projection based on the previous estimation, and is also greatly inflated?

Richards:
That is also correct.

What does an AIDS diagnosis mean for an African with TB or malaria?

Fiala:
In many African clinics, basic medical supplies like antibiotics are extremely limited. A clinic may only have 10 bottles of antibiotics. AIDS patients are frequently refused antibiotic treatment, because it’s assumed that they’ll die, no matter what. Western doctors have made it clear that AIDS is a fatal disease. Helping them is considered a waste of scarce resources.

What’s the main AIDS organization in Uganda?

Fiala:
TASO – The AIDS Support Organisation. They claim to be independent, but they’re heavily funded by the pharmaceutical industry. They’re currently constructing buildings to prepare the ground for massive HIV testing, with this non-specific, cross-reacting test, and to distribute toxic AIDS drugs.
In Africa, 50 percent of the population has no access to clean drinking water and the vast majority lack even basic medical care. And the response from multimillion dollar AIDS organization is to promote HIV testing, give out condoms and to implement treatment with deadly AIDS drugs. These drugs are similar or identical to chemotherapy drugs used in cancer treatment. They work by stopping cell growth. They kill your body from the inside out.

Which AIDS drugs are being used in Africa?

Fiala:
Boehringer, a pharmaceutical company, has been doing studies in Uganda with a drug called Nevirapine. The FDA refused approval of Nevirapine in the US for so-called mother to child transmission because it’s ineffective and has deadly side effects, but this is exactly how the drug is being used in Africa – on pregnant women and unborn children.
In one drug trial, 17 percent of patients taking Nevirapine developed liver problems. A US health care worker taking Nevirapine had to have a liver transplant to save his life as a result of drug toxicity. Five women in South Africa died and dozens developed severe liver problems in a combination AIDS drug trial that included Nevirapine.
The manufacturer’s warning label for Nevirapine itself states that patients taking the drug have experienced: “Severe, life-threatening and in some cases fatal hepatotoxicity [liver damage],“ and “severe, life-threatening skin reactions, including fatal cases.”
These are the most toxic drugs known to medicine, and they’re being applied to the most vulnerable part of the population – pregnant mothers, unborn children and newborns – all based on a faulty test, or no test at all, while their actual food, shelter and water needs continue to be ignored.
What would actually help Africans is infrastructure development: proper sanitation, safe water, basic medical care and plentiful, nutritive food. This is simple, clear and logical. What’s astounding is that the UN is recommending just the opposite.
In 1999 the UNAIDS commission gave its official recommendations to a meeting of finance ministers representing various African countries. The UN’s exact recommendations to African nations: to redirect billions of dollars from health, infrastructure and rural development into AIDS – condoms, safe sex lectures and deadly pharmaceuticals. This is not what these already suffering people need to be healthy and successful. This is exactly how to propagate death, disease and poverty.

Afterword:
If the AIDS story in Africa feels like a parody of a bureaucratic blunder, take note: In April of this year, the US Centers for Disease Control (CDC) announced a new HIV testing strategy for the United States. Rather than relying on voluntary HIV-testing, federal officials are urging the testing of all pregnant women in the US, and are implementing measures to make HIV-testing a routine part of hospital visits. The CDC is promoting a rapid HIV-test for use in all federally funded clinics, as well as homeless shelters, prisons and substance abuse treatment centers.

The HIV-antibody tests are known to cross-react with antibodies produced during pregnancy, drug abuse and nearly 70 other common conditions, and no HIV test is FDA approved to diagnose HIV infection. The standard medical treatment for HIV infection is a combination of the most toxic drugs ever manufactured.

“The AIDS Debate” series has explored the scientific and sociological process that formed HIV theory, and the ramifications of a speculative theory enforced upon a trusting, uninformed public.

We must ask ourselves, are we doing the best we can for sick people? Is the best we can offer impoverished Africans AZT and Nevirapine? Is the best we can do for drug-addicted mothers to force more drugs into their systems? And what about people unlucky enough to register HIV positive on these scientifically unvalidated tests. Do they deserve to be told that they have a fatal illness?

“As to diseases, make a habit of two things—to help, or at least to do no harm."

As for human beings, one thing’s for sure. We can always do better.

For more information on Africa and other AIDS-related topics telling the other side of the story go to:

http://www.virusmyth.net/
http://www.aliveandwell.org/
http://www.healaids.com/
http://www.tig.org.za/