Huntsman Cancer Institute: surely you can do better than that!

Front page of the Sunday paper, a story about Le Tour De Donut. It’s a local bike race. The article’s subtitle: “It’s a food eating contest with some biking in between.”

And the food was white sugar and white flour (and a bit of refined salt) fried in toxic hydrogenated grease. You were rewarded with 3 minutes knocked off your time for every donut you ate.

These are precisely the values that have led millions of Americans to cancer, diabetes, arthritis, obesity, joint degeneration, dozens of autoimmune conditions, strokes, heart attacks, and more. The majority of the population is now afflicted with several of these diagnoses. Those values require us to have our little kids run around on a soccer field for an hour and reward them for their exercise with a donut and high-fructose corn syrup and blue-food-dye drink.

In paragraph 7, I finally find where the money from the race is going:

“…all competitors survived and faced the challenge with a smile as they raced and ate for a good cause: All proceeds from the race went to the Huntsman Cancer Institute.”

Elden is in the photo reaching for a donut. He’s a hardcore road biker and a fantastic writer, with a cycling website called that has a huge cult following. His wife, Susan, was my dear friend of 15 years and died two years ago of breast cancer, leaving behind four children.

Susan chose chemo and radiation. Elden’s site raised a tremendous amount of money to “battle” breast cancer. Many don’t realize that those funds go to Big Pharma to develop more drugs and then disseminate more skewed research to medical practitioners.

[Very important that I make usual disclaimer: cancer patients are very emotionally tied to their treatment of choice–whether it be chemo/radiation/surgery or other, natural modalities. As I always say, I do not judge the person faced with such a difficult, scary choice. I honor their right to make that choice and this is no criticism of them.]

However, first, I would like more education available in an open climate about alternatives, since M.D.s in the U.S. generally do not offer those. And second, I would like less polarization. My grandmother reported in her journal an M.D. Anderson doctor told her, “Stay away from health food stores.” (She also wrote that a doc said her survival chance was 1% if she didn’t turn away from her nutrition regimen and choose chemo instead.)

Widely varying theories and treatments should co-exist peacefully in a market system and a democracy, and medical doctors should be able to practice other modalities without being ostracized in their profession. “Complementary” medicine has been de facto in Europe for decades.

I know that people who give money to the “pink ribbon” campaigns want to feel good that their dollars make a difference.

But more drugs (which are toxic free radicals that cause cancer and massively increase the chance of recurrence) are not going to solve the cancer problem. We are never going to end this disease, or even significantly slow down its meteoric tide of casualties, until we address what caused the epidemic in the first place. Until we get serious about prevention and treatment modalities that don’t violate the Hippocratic Oath (“first, do no harm”) and work WITH the body’s immune system instead of against it.

As I found the section of the paper where the “Tour de Donut” story continued, I landed on the obituary page where, ironically facing the Donut story, funerals of two beautiful women, Jenny and Jacqueline, (about my age) are being announced, having died of breast cancer or complications of it.

Sugar is the food of cancer. I am furious at the institutions who make millions of dollars on the cancer industry and refuse to educate patients about lifestyle choices, when so much is known about the links between diet and cancer. I am incensed that the cutting-burning-poisoning industries are earning money by encouraging bikers to rinse four donuts off, press them together, and push them down their throats with their fingers to “cut down their times considerably” in the name of donating it to an obscenely profitable cancer clinic.

One bike team member, according to the article, “bravely devoured 18 doughnuts in between laps.” Brave is right–what’s that, like a cup of lard? This helps cancer patients? Or makes more of them?

I have to draw the conclusion that the Huntsman Cancer Institute just doesn’t care.

My grandmother told me her melanoma metastatized to breast cancer. They cut the melanoma out of her arm, but of course many sources describe how surgery causes cancer to scatter and spread. She opted out of chemo, radiation, and mastectomy, and chose instead a 100% raw, plant-based diet. She lived another 25 years. She wrote of the horror show that was her visit to M.D. Anderson’s cancer treatment facility: “…many disfigured people…the very ill….bald, others had ink marks on them for radiation….very depressing.”

But a world-renowned cancer treatment facility is promoting thousands of people cramming the most carcinogenic fuel we have on the planet, in their mouths—with incentives to eat more of it. That’s the best fundraiser they could come up with? There are a million ways to make money. Surely they could do better.

Huntsman Cancer Institute’s endorsement of this event–or even its willingness to accept dollars earned by feeding people a major cause of cancer–is inexcusable.

I plan to let Huntsman know what I think of it. You can do the same–please give your feedback here.