The ever-gullible public, genuflecting as it invariably does to the religion of "Medical Science," bowed down, believed, and paid the staggering price for yet one more of modern medicine's false promises of near-immortality.
As much as some scholars lament the utter loss of inductive critical thinking skills among Americans, the far greater tragedy apparent from this latest madness in the litany of pharmaceutical scams and misdeeds is that, somewhere along the way, the meatloaf-dense consumers of this great country unplugged their hotline to Clueville, thereby ensuring that they are primed and ready for the next promise of life everlasting from self-serving professionals who, if they did the same thing on street corners, would be called the whores they are. (The difference being that, whereas a prostitute will don scrubs for a big tip, the medical expert will sport fishnet stockings only for a generous consulting fee.)
Won't it be great when we get that universal healthcare coverage? That way, we can all foot the bill the next time tens of millions of suckers desperately want to make their donations to the Church of Medicine.
The Dark Wraith can hardly wait to be shaken down for that scam.