Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety.
Antony and Cleopatra. Act II. Scene II.
I know it is in reference to Cleopatra, but William could have been talking about the realm of alternative pseudo-medicine. Just when you think you have seen it all, that every pseudo-medicine that can be invented has been invented, pop, out of nothing, comes another pseudo-medicine. Perhaps that is the true quantum medicine, although I wish there was a corresponding annihilating anti-pseudo-medicine. I have mentioned before that I have been unable to come up with a unique, never seen before, form of pseudo-medicine. I lack the imagination I suppose.
Freak shows have become a thing of past and for good reason. Or if they do still tour, none have come though Portland; it would be difficult to distinguish them from the residents. I kid. Once at the State Fair my boys each paid a dollar to see a giant pig. I passed on the opportunity and regret it to this day. Evidently it was one huge hog. The medical equivalent of the carnival board walk, with all the curious variations, is the world of pseudo-medicines. The giant pig I came across this week is Earthing/Grounding, not to disrespect that enormous boar, because the pork, at least, was real. (more…)