Caution: Your doctor could be a pervert

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We know full well that doctors are basically “hookers” for big pHarma or the surgery racket. What else would be expected when their medical school curriculum is paid for by the “drug dealers”?

Now, through an investigation by the Atlanta Journal-Constitution, it has been discovered that most MDs are sex perverts preying on their female patients.

Analyzing more than 100,000 medical board orders that relate to disciplinary actions against doctors since 1999, the MDs are a close second to the Catholic Church pedophiles.

More than 3,100 doctors were sanctioned after being accused of sexual misconduct and 2,400 of the doctors had taken advantage of their patients, yet half of them still have active medical licenses.

Believe it or not, these cases represent only the tip of the iceberg of doctors sexually abusing their patients. Why? Because the state regulators and hospitals handle these perverts in secret, and because some public orders are so vague and misleading that a patient would have no idea that a sexual offense occurred.

What’s worse, is that even though the medical, if you’ll pardon the expression, “profession” condemns sexual misconduct and they say that “consent” is no defense, yet they continually look the other way so the public never gets word about it.

Sixteen years of public records showed showed all types of doctors were perverts: psychiatrists that seduced the emotionally fragile; family practitioners fondling minors; anesthesiologists molesting those sedated; and obstetricians raping women that came to them for care.

The perverts were not just low-life MDs. They were some of the country’s most admired and accomplished physicians, including an unnamed team doctor for a professional basketball franchise, the president of a national medical society, and those renowned for pioneering research.

Some of their actions ranged from sexual comments to patients while being groped during an exam, to rapes of mentally and physically disabled patients with some of these perverts having been among the nation’s worst sexual predators, with hundreds of victims over decades.

It was also learned that sexual misconduct has been tolerated in all the states, because the physician-dominated medical boards always give the perverts second chances, the hospitals do not report patient complaints, and the prosecutors dismiss or reduce charges so the pervert can stay off the sex-offender registries.

What’s worse is that the perverts that molest their patients or subject them to bizarre exams so they can get their rocks off, are seen as people who need sympathy and in need of therapy, rather than those who should go to prison and get it where the sun doesn’t shine on a daily basis. Yet, after going to recovery centers, it’s business as usual.

In Georgia, it was found that two-thirds of the perverts publically disciplined, after allegations of sexual misconduct, were allowed to practice again. The same held true for Kansas. In Alabama, it was nearly 3 out of every 4, and in Minnesota, 4 out of every 5.

What’s even more incredible, is that Larry Dixon, the longtime executive director of the Alabama Board of Medical Examiners, said it is wrong to believe that all physicians who engage in sexual misconduct should automatically be barred from practicing.

He also said, “If you graduate a class of more than 100 people out of the University of Alabama medical school, the resources that have been poured into that education almost demand that you try to salvage that physician, if it’s possible.

Vann Craig, the former executive director of the Mississippi State Board of Medical Licensure, said that it takes a lot of money to educate a physician. “If they can be safely monitored and rehabilitated, I don’t see why they can’t come back from drugs, alcohol or sexual misconduct.”

What this boils down to is simple. The pharmaceutical industry spends lots of money creating a “hooker” and wants to make sure that their “hooker” services lots of “tricks.” If they take a walk on the wild side every once and a while, so be it. The important thing is being able to sell more drugs and surgeries.

In many of the cases involved, the abuse continued for years because the victims said nothing due to confusion, embarrassment, or the fear that they would not be believed over the word of a God-like physician.

It was also found that only 11 states require medical authorities to tell law enforcement when pervert doctors have sexually violated their adult patients. But what about their non-adult patients?

Walk softly into their offices but carry a 45!

Aloha!

Sources:
AJC.com: Doctors & Sexual Abuse
www.sexualmisconductby doctors.com
www.thefrisky.com
www.buzzfeed.com

Hesh Goldstein

When I was a kid, if I were told that I’d be writing a book about diet and nutrition when I was older, let alone having been doing a health related radio show for over 36 years, I would’ve thought that whoever told me that was out of their mind. Living in Newark, New Jersey, my parents and I consumed anything and everything that had a face or a mother except for dead, rotting, pig bodies, although we did eat bacon (as if all the other decomposing flesh bodies were somehow miraculously clean). Going through high school and college it was no different. In fact, my dietary change did not come until I was in my 30’s.


Just to put things in perspective, after I graduated from Weequahic High School and before going to Seton Hall University, I had a part-time job working for a butcher. I was the delivery guy and occasionally had to go to the slaughterhouse to pick up products for the store. Needless to say, I had no consciousness nor awareness, as change never came then despite the horrors I witnessed on an almost daily basis.


After graduating with a degree in accounting from Seton Hall, I eventually got married and moved to a town called Livingston. Livingston was basically a yuppie community where everyone was judged by the neighborhood they lived in and their income. To say it was a “plastic” community would be an understatement.


Livingston and the shallowness finally got to me. I told my wife I was fed up and wanted to move. She made it clear she had to be near her friends and New York City. I finally got my act together and split for Colorado.


I was living with a lady in Aspen at the end of 1974, when one day she said, ” let’s become vegetarians”. I have no idea what possessed me to say it, but I said, “okay”! At that point I went to the freezer and took out about $100 worth of frozen, dead body parts and gave them to a welfare mother who lived behind us. Well, everything was great for about a week or so, and then the chick split with another guy.


So here I was, a vegetarian for a couple weeks, not really knowing what to do, how to cook, or basically how to prepare anything. For about a month, I was getting by on carrot sticks, celery sticks, and yogurt. Fortunately, when I went vegan in 1990, it was a simple and natural progression. Anyway, as I walked around Aspen town, I noticed a little vegetarian restaurant called, “The Little Kitchen”.


Let me back up just a little bit. It was April of 1975, the snow was melting and the runoff of Ajax Mountain filled the streets full of knee-deep mud. Now, Aspen was great to ski in, but was a bummer to walk in when the snow was melting.


I was ready to call it quits and I needed a warmer place. I’ll elaborate on that in a minute.


But right now, back to “The Little Kitchen”. Knowing that I was going to leave Aspen and basically a new vegetarian, I needed help. So, I cruised into the restaurant and told them my plight and asked them if they would teach me how to cook. I told them in return I would wash dishes and empty their trash. They then asked me what I did for a living and I told them I was an accountant.


The owner said to me, “Let’s make a deal. You do our tax return and we’ll feed you as well”. So for the next couple of weeks I was doing their tax return, washing their dishes, emptying the trash, and learning as much as I could.


But, like I said, the mud was getting to me. So I picked up a travel book written by a guy named Foder. The name of the book was, “Hawaii”. Looking through the book I noticed that in Lahaina, on Maui, there was a little vegetarian restaurant called,” Mr. Natural’s”. I decided right then and there that I would go to Lahaina and work at “Mr. Natural’s.” To make a long story short, that’s exactly what happened.


So, I’m working at “Mr. Natural’s” and learning everything I can about my new dietary lifestyle – it was great. Every afternoon we would close for lunch at about 1 PM and go to the Sheraton Hotel in Ka’anapali and play volleyball, while somebody stayed behind to prepare dinner.


Since I was the new guy, and didn’t really know how to cook, I never thought that I would be asked to stay behind to cook dinner. Well, one afternoon, that’s exactly what happened; it was my turn. That posed a problem for me because I was at the point where I finally knew how to boil water.


I was desperate, clueless and basically up the creek without a paddle. Fortunately, there was a friend of mine sitting in the gazebo at the restaurant and I asked him if he knew how to cook. He said the only thing he knew how to cook was enchiladas. He said that his enchiladas were bean-less and dairy-less. I told him that I had no idea what an enchilada was or what he was talking about, but I needed him to show me because it was my turn to do the evening meal.


Well, the guys came back from playing volleyball and I’m asked what was for dinner. I told them enchiladas; the owner wasn’t thrilled. I told him that mine were bean-less and dairy-less. When he tried the enchilada he said it was incredible. Being the humble guy that I was, I smiled and said, “You expected anything less”? It apparently was so good that it was the only item on the menu that we served twice a week. In fact, after about a week, we were selling five dozen every night we had them on the menu and people would walk around Lahaina broadcasting, ‘enchilada’s at “Natural’s” tonight’. I never had to cook anything else.


A year later the restaurant closed, and somehow I gravitated to a little health food store in Wailuku. I never told anyone I was an accountant and basically relegated myself to being the truck driver. The guys who were running the health food store had friends in similar businesses and farms on many of the islands. I told them that if they could organize and form one company they could probably lock in the State. That’s when they found out I was an accountant and “Down to Earth” was born. “Down to Earth” became the largest natural food store chain in the islands, and I was their Chief Financial Officer and co-manager of their biggest store for 13 years.


In 1981, I started to do a weekly radio show to try and expose people to a vegetarian diet and get them away from killing innocent creatures. I still do that show today. I pay for my own airtime and have no sponsors to not compromise my honesty. One bit of a hassle was the fact that I was forced to get a Masters Degree in Nutrition to shut up all the MD’s that would call in asking for my credentials.


My doing this radio show enabled me, through endless research, to see the corruption that existed within the big food industries, the big pharmaceutical companies, the biotech industries and the government agencies. This information, unconscionable as it is, enabled me to realize how broken our health system is. This will be covered more in depth in the Introduction and throughout the book and when you finish the book you will see this clearly and it will hopefully inspire you to make changes.


I left Down to Earth in 1989, got nationally certified as a sports injury massage therapist and started traveling the world with a bunch of guys that were making a martial arts movie. After doing that for about four years I finally made it back to Honolulu and got a job as a massage therapist at the Honolulu Club, one of Hawaii’s premier fitness clubs. It was there I met the love of my life who I have been with since 1998. She made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. She said,” If you want to be with me you’ve got to stop working on naked women”. So, I went back into accounting and was the Chief Financial Officer of a large construction company for many years.


Going back to my Newark days when I was an infant, I had no idea what a “chicken” or “egg” or “fish” or “pig” or “cow” was. My dietary blueprint was thrust upon me by my parents as theirs was thrust upon them by their parents. It was by the grace of God that I was able to put things in their proper perspective and improve my health and elevate my consciousness.


The road that I started walking down in 1975 has finally led me to the point of writing my book, “A Sane Diet For An Insane World”. Hopefully, the information contained herein will be enlightening, motivating, and inspiring to encourage you to make different choices. Doing what we do out of conditioning is not always the best course to follow. I am hoping that by the grace of the many friends and personalities I have encountered along my path, you will have a better perspective of what road is the best road for you to travel on, not only for your health but your consciousness as well.


Last but not least: after being vaccinated as a kid I developed asthma, which plagued me all of my life. In 2007 I got exposed to the organic sulfur crystals, which got rid of my asthma in 3 days and has not come back in over 10 years. That, being the tip of the iceberg, has helped people reverse stage 4 cancers, autism, joint pain, blood pressure problems, migraine headaches, erectile dysfunction, gingivitis, and more. Also, because of the detoxification effects by the release of oxygen that permeates and heals all the cells in the body, it removes parasites, radiation, fluoride, free radicals, and all the other crap that is thrust upon us in the environment by Big Business.


For more, please view www.healthtalkhawaii.com and www.asanediet.com.


Namaste!