Perhaps all we need to know about Suzanne Somers' much-hyped new book, Knockout: Interviews with Doctors Who Are Curing Cancer—and How to Prevent Getting It in the First Place, is that the foreword was supplied by one Julian Whitaker, MD. I wrote about Whitaker a while back, when he was claiming that he knew how to permanently cure COPD in two weeks or less.
He has also variously claimed that he:
- knew how to cure asthma in four days.
- knew how to reverse macular degeneration "instantly."
- could get rid of osteoporosis by applying a "special" topical ointment.
- was in possession of a mineral that could erase someone's Parkinson's Disease during a 20-minute office visit. And to think, poor Michael J. Fox and Muhammad Ali have suffered needlessly all this time!
Why do we prefer to take advice on important medical topics from former sitcom bimbos who then did soft-porn-inflected infomercials for exercise equipment, rather than from own family doctor, or even, say, from a book like this one? Why are there so many people out there in this grand land of ours who seem to feel that the farther information is from the mainstream, the more credible it therefore is? I do not understand that syndrome or that mindset.
Incidentally, if you don't see the parallels between this and the kind of reckless, baseless stuff James Ray was (quite successfully) peddling in the name of emotional growth/health...then you're not looking nearly hard enough.
(Yes, I'm still working on Part 2 of Tiffany Epiphany. And I mention this only because a few of you have asked.)