StraightDope:

A lot of people are starting to wonder about this. It’s not so much that consumer products companies are exploiting concerns about breast cancer to sell more yogurt or lipstick, although that’s part of it. The real issue is that we don’t have much to show for all the ribbons, runs, and billions of dollars spent on research.

Instead we’ve built a vast breast cancer industry that generates lots of jobs, profits, and awareness, but so far nothing that will prevent breast cancer, and nothing that will reliably stop it besides the knife. (…)

What hasn’t appreciably improved is breast cancer incidence — that is, the number of women who contract the disease. Despite some improvement in the past decade, it remains about 25 percent higher than it was 30 years ago.

“when you consider that few people in those days had telephones.”

Next time they film the Profumo story, John Hurt can play Keeler, not her pimp. Yikes!

Meanwhile — I wonder who J-Pod got to write this instant classic for him?

Steve Sailer locates a 2008 piece by rock musician turned lawyer Jackie Fuchs:

Act like a rock star long enough, do it unfailingly and well enough, and you become one. …

When I met Barack Obama, in our first year of law school, he had already put on his big-time politician act. He just didn’t quite have it polished, and he hadn’t figured out that he needed charm and humor to round out the confidence and intelligence.(…)

Obama didn’t just share in class — he pontificated. He knew better than everyone else in the room, including the teachers. Or maybe even he knew he didn’t know, but knew that the leader of the free world had to be able to convince others that he did. Looking back now I can see that he had already decided that he was a future president, and he was working hard at filling that suit.

George Neumayr writes:

Once upon a time jesters courted kings. Now enfeebled kings court jesters.

Heh.

Coming in March 2011 from SunTV News: The Ezra Levant Show

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PS: note that Khadr’s female relatives insist that Muslim children should be taught to use guns “before they learn to read and write.”

Yet they and their supporters play the “child soldier” card.

But you just approved of “child soldiers,” bitches.

Oh, get the **** out of my country, you foreigner welfare hags.

One of my favorite people, Andrew Lawton, will now be on the “Start the Week” panel every Monday on the Michael Coren Show.

Heh:

http://www.humanevents.com/article.php?id=39601

My new post at David Horowitz’s NewsReal blog offers up a black-humored video spoof, made by a local Dallas FOX affiliate, mocking the news media’s awkward embrace of “the interwebs.”

Via IconicPhotos:

The party atmosphere accompanied the ‘sealed train’. Lenin had to issue quiet his crew, order lights outs and rearrange sleeping arrangements to separate merrymakers. They were an unruly company; a conflict arose immediately between the smokers and non-smokers.

Lenin, who despised cigarette smoke, ruled that smoking was to be allowed only in the toilet.

This was immediately followed by a second argument between the smokers and those who needed to use the toilet.

Er, nope.

If that were true, I’d watch it all the time instead of hating it as a murky, unfunny, unscary mess.

“Hick’s Revenge” horror isn’t an early 1970s invention. See (the vastly superior and criminally underrated 1964 film) The Sadist, and the really terrible Two Thousand Maniacs (1963 — which is basically Brigadoon with hillbillies.)

The tropes mainstreamed by TTCSM and The Hills Have Eyes (note: link has brief audio) in the 1970s are in abundant evidence in both earlier flicks: southern hicks preying on lost urban outsiders with car trouble in a the dusty, rusty, rustic landscape, cut off from help.

Clearly the film makers saw those movies 10 years before they made their own.