Lying about breast cancer

Why I don't think pink for breast cancer

Komen, the jig is up.

You know these people -- the ones who make you feel like a heartless crank if you won't buy and wear a pink ribbon, pink armband, pink socks, pink underwear and pink whatever else they're selling these days.

They even have ATHLETES conned into wearing pink, for crying out loud.

All this overpriced pink junk is supposed to be funding a cure for breast cancer -- it's right there in the name, Susan G Komen for the Cure -- but your hard-earned donation dollars aren't just being used for that.

Despite the name, it appears that Komen's biggest goal isn't just the prevention of breast cancer or even a cure -- it's getting women screened and treated no matter what. And every time a study proves that mammograms DESTROY women's lives, Komen is out there pushing these screenings harder than ever.

Truth? How about half truths instead? Just take a look at last year's ad campaign, which claimed the five-year survival rate of breast cancer caught "early" is 98 percent, versus 23 percent when it's found "late."

What they won't tell you is that some of the early crowd "survived" cancers that never would've hurt them in the first place. And women in the late crowd may have even been victims of mammograms, not cancer, since, as I've told you many times before, I believe the procedure can squish an otherwise harmless tumor until it bursts and turns into a killer.

Now, an editorial in BMJ tears into the organization for its creative accounting -- and researchers included a couple of numbers you won't be seeing in a Komen ad campaign anytime soon: A 50-year-old women who gets mammograms every year for a decade has a 0.53 percent chance of dying of breast cancer, while a 50-year-old woman who skips them completely has a 0.46 percent chance of dying of the disease.

That's an absolute difference of just 0.07 percent.

And for every life allegedly saved by screening, the researchers say up to 10 are over diagnosed, which leads to needless treatments. Think toxic drugs. Think disfiguring surgeries. Think of the untold stress of a cancer diagnosis and all because of Komen-backed mammograms.

Think about that next time someone asks you to wear a pink ribbon.

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