I hate this quote. So fucking much. She thinks she’s woke but really she’s showing her ignorance. As someone who actually works in a multi-million dollar cancer research facility, I can tell you that what we do is not some crazy Da-Vinci Code-esque plot to fool humanity. We’re not sitting there 9-5 with the cure in the fucking fridge playing monopoly, trying to fool you, watching loved ones die of different cancers. Cancer research groups are teams of extremely dedicated, intelligent and committed doctors who are doing their very fucking best to determine the molecular mechanisms underpinning one of the most elusive and multifaceted biological phenomenons in modern medicine. And here we have some uneducated, hippy conspiracy theorist who read this somewhere and decided to sticky tape it to her goddamn face. Like yes *clap clap* impactful.
This particular conspiracy theory is especially ludicrous because if you what to make a difference and “cure” cancer, don’t look for ways to undermine the research currently undergoing. Get a degree, like the rest of us, study for eight years, get yourself into a productive lab and do something. Don’t be this person, a sad, more than likely high school dropout who saw some fanatics YouTube rant and now thinks she knows how the real world works. Go home.
Also, who is “they?” Who is this “they” that is behind everything? Every country is spear handing their own branch of cancer research. All these labs collaborate and share their findings. This isn’t the damn matrix.
That night, I swear to god you were right there with me. I felt you in my presence watching me. You are the prescription the devil gave me and I was a fool to think you’d cure my insanity. You are the whispers in my head, you are the pang I get in my chest every time I hear your stupid name. You froze me, and only now you’re seeing the ice. You put me into a coma that I am aware of but I just can’t wake myself up. I am all the rules you have broken. I am the rain that bounces off your umbrella. I followed you into the dark, you held my god damn hand and you lead me into a cave filled with all the inner ghosts I forgot about because my new ones were you.
Foundation-no cure for fools
“I pray that hand of yours gets cut right from your wrist,
As you cast out your arm and turn down your thumb.
It’s so easy to pass out judgement when you take no fucking risks.
Don’t need the approval of someone who spits poison every time they speak.
Venom rolls off your tongue, and between your teeth.
But your words don’t mean a thing. (They’ve never meant a thing to me)
Cause you have never loved anything more than yourself.
And there is nothing, I said nothing, nothing,
(No cure for fools!)
So righteous, noble and good that your ego could not devour in a fucking
Hear the sound of your chest thump.
I pray that hand of yours get hacked right off your wrist.
Sliced through like a god damn hammer, hope the pain drops you to your
Fucking knees cause if you can’t stand then you can’t stomp on these
I’ve seen your kind. You’re all the same.
So you can’t stomp on these fucking dreams.”