[Lady Justice 25] - Lady Justice and the Spy Page 9

  “Sounds like a reasonable approach,” Kevin replied, “but I’m guessing you fellows aren’t real popular with Big Pharma.”

  “And therein lies the problem I’ve come to discuss.”

  “This is beginning to sound like another Rolotor, Putnam Pharmaceutical situation,” I added.

  “Similar, but on a MUCH bigger scale,” he replied.

  “Bigger than statin drugs?”

  “Much bigger. We’re talking cancer. It’s second only to cardiovascular disease as the leading cause of death in the U.S. and accounts for 25% of all deaths in the country. One of the world's most lucrative industries, spending on cancer drugs reached an all-time high last year, as it was valued at more than $100 billion. Spending on cancer drugs increased 6.5 percent annually over the past five years and is expected to continue growing at a rate of 8 percent each year through 2018.”

  “Holy crap!” Kevin muttered. “A hundred billion?”

  “And growing,” Pearson replied.

  “So what does this have to do with your friend?” I asked.

  “In order for you to see the whole picture, I’m afraid I’ll have to bore you with some medical terms.”

  “Fire away,” Kevin replied. “We’ll try to stay awake.”

  “Have you ever heard of GcMAF? It’s an acronym for Globulin component Macrophage Activating Factor.”

  Of course, we had not.

  “It’s not a drug, but a natural substance produced in the body. GcMAF reportedly activates special cells called macrophages in the human body that have the ability to destroy cancer cells and viruses. GcMAF reportedly also has the ability to treat and often completely cure autism.”

  “Sounds like it could be a wonder drug,” Kevin observed. “Why hasn’t Big Pharma jumped all over it?”

  “Because it’s not a drug. It’s something that occurs naturally in our bodies, like blood. It’s not patentable, so there’s no profit incentive. In fact, it’s just the opposite. Americans spend billions each year on cancer drugs and therapy, and there’s one thing that could put an end to all that --- a cure. A universal cancer cure would destroy the profitability of the highly lucrative cancer industry and collapse the American Cancer Society, hospitals, oncology clinics and pharmaceutical companies that depend on chemotherapy revenues to stay profitable.”

  “So development of such a treatment would be a huge blow to Big Pharma,” I said.

  “More than that,” he replied, “it means that anyone moving closer to developing a cure for cancer would be considered an extreme threat and likely stopped at any cost. That’s why I’m here today.”

  “I’m guessing your friend is working with GcMAF,” I said.

  “Yes, he is. He was introduced to the concept by another doctor, James Jeffrey Bradstreet. Nathaniel met Dr. Bradstreet at the Southwest College of Naturopathic Medicine in Tempe, Arizona. They became friends and stayed in touch. Bradstreet opened the International Child Development Resource Center in Melbourne, Florida where he specialized in childhood autism. He started working with GcMAF and had a remarkable 85% success rate with over 1,100 patients. Given his success with autism, Bradstreet began applying the technique to other diseases and was convinced that this naturally occurring compound might be the single most effective thing in the immune system for killing cancer cells.

  “Dr. Briles has replicated Bradstreet’s work and incorporated it into his practice.”

  “Sounds wonderful,” Kevin said. “So what’s the problem?”

  “Dr. Bradstreet is dead. He was murdered just a week after the FDA raided his office and confiscated everything connected to his GcMAF research.”

  Kevin was shocked, but the scenario was all too familiar to me. I was familiar with the story of a man and his wife who developed a bread product, made of all-natural ingredients that had the ability to curb hunger. Testing showed that it was effective in weight loss and that the natural fiber contained in the bread could potentially lower the risk of certain cancers. The FDA raided the bakery and confiscated thousands of loaves of bread which they tossed into a landfill. On another occasion, the manufacturer of elderberry juice advertised that his product had anti-oxidant properties. The FDA, guns drawn, raided his plant.

  “You’re sure it was murder?” I asked.

  “Bradstreet was found in a river with a gunshot wound to his chest. Local authorities ruled it a suicide.”

  “But you don’t think so?”

  “I might, except that in the next month, six more holistic doctors died under suspicious circumstances. Quite a coincidence, don’t you think?”

  “I’ve never been a big believer in coincidence.”

  “Nor I, and neither does Dr. Briles. He’s convinced that GcMAF is the next big breakthrough in cancer treatment and wants to continue his research, but he fears for his life.”

  “Have you been to the police?”

  “Of course, but they were no help at all. ‘Any suspects? Any threatening notes? Any suspicious phone calls?’ they asked. There were none, so basically they said they couldn’t do a thing. That’s why I came to you.”

  “Why does Dr. Briles believe he’s in danger?”

  “Just a feeling. I know that sounds silly. He has the sensation that he’s being watched, being followed. Maybe it’s just paranoia, knowing all the other doctors are dead. But what if it isn’t? Can you help?”

  I looked at Kevin and he shrugged.

  “There’s not much to go on at this point,” I replied. “Let us do some research, then talk to Dr. Briles. If we feel there’s a viable threat, maybe we can shadow the doctor for a few days and see if he’s being watched.”

  “I appreciate anything you can do.”

  “We’ll be in touch.”

  After Dr. Pearson was gone, Kevin asked, “So what do you think?”

  “I think if there’s any truth to this at all, we’re in way over our heads. Big Pharma doesn’t mess around. If they want somebody dead, they’ll send the very best. Are we ready, willing, and able to match wits with a hired assassin?”

  Kevin didn’t have an immediate answer and neither did I.

  CHAPTER 18

  After our meeting with Doc Pearson, Kevin decided to take a drive by Dr. Briles clinic and residence to get the lay of the land and possibly spot anyone suspicious lurking around.

  I was troubled by the deaths of the holistic doctors. I figured that surely, if such mass extermination had taken place, I would have seen something on the TV or in the newspaper.

  To satisfy my curiosity, I fired up the old Toshiba and Googled Dead Holistic Doctors. To my surprise, dozens of references popped up.

  Scanning through the list, I found one that seemed to support Doc Pearson’s claim. It gave a list with a timeline.

  June 19th – Dr. Bradstreet (well known for his work and research on Autism) found dead in a river with a gunshot wound to his chest in North Carolina. Self-inflicted?

  June 21st – Dr. Hedendal and Dr. Holt found dead on the East coast of Florida. Dr. Hedendal died in his car and Dr. Holt’s death has yet to be determined.

  June 29th – Dr. Theresa Sievers found murdered in her home. Dr. Jeffrey Whiteside goes missing. Reports say he just “walked away.”

  July 10th – Lisa Riley found in her home with a gunshot wound to her head.

  July 19th – Dr. Ron Schwartz found murdered in his home on the East Coast of Florida.

  July 21st – Dr. Nicholas Gonzalez died as a result of a cardiac related issue.

  July 23rd – Dr. Jeffery Whiteside is found shot dead in Door County with a .22 caliber gun close to his body.

  It concluded with this statement: Some twelve doctors died within three months and many were found under suspicious circumstances (such as randomly out in the woods or suffering sudden heart attacks even though they were young and in otherwise great health). Authorities quickly ruled some of the deaths suicides seemingly without even really investigating the circumstances surrounding the death. Some of the docto
rs were linked to each other through their research. These dead doctors all seem to have one thing in common: they were studying the effects of GcMAF and/or nagalase in regards to cancer patients or links in children with autism.

  I found another site titled, Holistic Doctors Death Series: Over 60 Dead In Just Over A Year. It was accompanied by a photo.

  Most of the sites either hinted at the possibility of a conspiracy or outright accused Big Pharma of murder.

  Naturally, there were other sites such as Snopes.com, the great debunking website, which declared that the whole conspiracy thing was pure poppycock. Their argument utilized statistics.

  As of March 2015, there was an estimated range of 897,000 to just over1,000,000 doctors in the United States, and per every 100,000 people (of all vocations) each year, approximately 821 die. Going by those numbers alone, between 6,500 and 8,200 medical doctors will statistically die of myriad causes in any given year. Each month approximately 700 doctors would die (based upon the number of American doctors and the number of overall deaths), thirteen of whom could be expected to live in Florida.

  In addition, they used the ‘random clumping’ argument. If you flip a coin enough times, you will eventually get five heads in a row, so, it’s not out of the question that 12 holistic doctors could die in a three month period.

  As I had found when researching the chemtrail conspiracy, there were the true believers and the pure debunkers. Each camp had compelling arguments. It all boiled down to which camp you were inclined to believe.

  Another of the debunkers arguments was that most all the deaths had been ruled as suicide or death by natural causes. That argument held no sway with me at all.

  During the chemtrail investigation there had been five deaths, and there was no doubt in my mind that they were all murdered by people intent on hiding the truth. Yet, all had reasonable explanations to the contrary.

  Dale Fox’s brake line had been cut just enough to rupture. Frank Katz’ heart attack was most likely chemically induced. Jack Carson’s death was made to look like a mob hit. They had made the death of Maria Lopez who had witnessed Carson’s abduction look like a tryst with a john gone bad, and it looked like poor Louise Shipley was the victim of a sexual predator.

  These people were very good. They could murder and make it look like anything they wanted.

  I needed to know more, and I knew just where to turn for more information, Arnie Goldblume and Nicholas Thatcher.

  They were the founders of a group known as the Watchers. The purpose of the group was to keep an eye out for government shenanigans and when found, shout them to the rooftops. They were like a mini WikiLeaks.

  If anyone knew the skinny on Big Pharma, it was them. Both of their fathers had succumbed to the drug Vioxx, and they met during the settlement hearings. They used the money awarded to survivors to fund their Watchers program.

  I gave them a call and headed to their office on Warwick Boulevard.

  “Walt, good to see you,” Arnie said, ushering me inside. “To what catastrophe do we owe the pleasure of your company? You only stop by when faced with a crisis of some kind.”

  “You got me,” I replied. “I have a new client, a holistic doctor and ---.”

  “Say no more,” Nick interrupted. “He’s involved in something that might get him iced by Big Pharma, like all the others.”

  “So you know about the dead docs?”

  “Of course we do. It’s murder plain and simple, and the bastards are getting away with it.”

  “But how ---?”

  “Because they’re the biggest industry in the United States. Bigger than oil or anything else and they have pretty much the entire U.S. government in their pockets.

  “People bitch to high heaven about the clout that the National Rifle Association has with our legislators, but that’s peanuts compared to the pharmaceutical industry. They own the FDA, the FTC, the CDC, and most of the members of congress, and people don’t have a clue.”

  “How can it be such a big secret? Almost every day, I read something in the paper about standing up to the NRA to get better gun control legislation. Where’s the outrage against the drug industry?”

  “So where do people get the news, Walt?” Arnie asked. “The TV and the newspaper! Think about it. Have you ever watched a TV show that didn’t contain a drug commercial? Latuda, Chantix, Xarelto, Crestor. There are a dozen more.”

  “My favorites are Cialis and Viagra,” Nick added. “The sexy gal in a flimsy negligee expounds on the wonders of the drug and then says in a sultry voice, ‘ask your doctor if your heart is healthy enough for sex.’ Give me a break! First of all, no guy is going to ask his doctor that question. Second, even if his heart isn’t healthy enough, isn’t it every guy’s dream to go riding off into the sunset in the arms of a beautiful woman?”

  “The point is,” Arnie continued, “the drug industry is a major part of the network’s income. They’re certainly not going to bite the hand that feeds it. Same way with the newspapers. Tomorrow morning when you open the Kansas City Star, count the number of drug ads. My bet is that there will be at least one full page ad.”

  “So that pretty much leaves only the Internet,” I replied.

  “Yes, but even there the big companies hire people we call ‘trolls’ to spread contradictory information and harass people who post on controversial topics.”

  “So what is your client into that would encourage the wrath of Big Pharma?” Nick asked.

  “Something called GcMAF. It’s something the holistic guys have been tinkering with that could be a possible cure for cancer, among other things.”

  Arnie and Nick exchanged glances. “Your guy had better watch his back for sure. GcMAF is a dynamite subject right now. If this stuff is as good as the docs think, it could potentially wipe out the 142 billion dollar cancer industry. You see, the public has a gross misconception of the health care industry. They believe these big corporations are diligently searching for cures to diseases. Nothing could be further from the truth. The health care industry has no incentive for curing disease. If they cured disease, they would be out of business. The more people get sick, the more they need medical treatment, and that spells more profit.”

  He pointed to a poster on the wall.

  “There’s the bottom line,” he said. “For Big Pharma, it’s customers, not cures.”

  “That’s not the worst of it,” Arnie added. “Have you heard the term nagalase?”

  I shook my head.

  “It’s part of this whole cancer thing,” Arnie continued. “GcMAF reportedly activates special cells called macrophages in the human body that have the ability to destroy cancer cells and viruses. When a person has cancer or a viral infection, the levels of nagalase increase and can be measured to assess the level of cancer or viral activity in the body. Nagalase blocks production of GcMAF, thus preventing the immune system from doing its job. The macrophages are still present in the body, but the nagalase prevents them from waking up and becoming active. This means that cancer and viral infections can grow unchecked while macrophages sleep. So, in other words, higher amounts of nagalase in the body make a person more susceptible to disease.”

  “Very interesting,” I said, “but what does all that have to do with the dead docs?”

  Nick and Arnie exchanged glances again. “A number of the dead docs had developed a hypothesis that nagalase has been purposely added to vaccines.”

  My mouth dropped open. “You’re saying the drug companies are conspiring to make us sick?”

  “I’m just saying what several of the doctors believed. In fact, it is rumored that they were confident enough they were going to go public with their findings --- before they met with untimely deaths, that is.”

  That certainly struck a chord. It was exactly what happened to Frank Katz and Jack Carson.

  “So what do you two believe? Is there any basis to this theory?”

  “Hard to say,” Nick replied, “but when you realize that the
United States has the most aggressive vaccination schedule on the planet, and yet, we have one of the highest rates of infant mortality, autism is skyrocketing year after year, cancer is one in three for women and one in two for men, and pretty much every disease you can think of is on the rise here, it makes you stop and think. In 1976, children received 10 vaccines before attending school. Today they will receive over 36 injections. The call for mandatory vaccinations is one of the most controversial topics swirling around today. If what the docs suspected is true, what better vehicle to distribute the very thing that would insure the drug industry’s profits for generations to come.”

  “And if it’s true,” I added, “and the docs were about to spill the beans, that’s a pretty good motive for murder.”

  “Like we said, your guy should watch his back.”

  “I’m curious,” I said. “If you suspect all of this, why haven’t I seen you by the Plaza Fountain on your soapbox?”

  “Do you really have to ask? First, if I stood out there telling people the drug industry was putting a substance in their vaccines guaranteeing they’d be sick, who’d believe it? We’d lose what credibility we have. And second, I don’t want to wind up like Dr. Bradstreet.”

  “If the information is too hot for guys like you, what chance do we have?”

  “Good question. If you ever come up with an answer, let us know.”

  As I drove home, I remembered the question I asked Kevin earlier. “Are we ready, willing and able to match wits with a hired assassin sent by the most powerful cartel in the country?”

  I still didn’t have an answer, but what I had learned scared me even more.

  CHAPTER 19

  I had just returned home when Kevin called.