So now there are THOUSANDS of cancer genes?
Over the years, I developed a specialty.
Identifying research breakthroughs appended with: we think so; it looks like it; very promising; could be; might be right around the corner; possibly.
The latest one of these in the cancer research field has arrived.
“More than 5000 genetic variants that enable certain cancers to thrive.”
Scientists from three prestigious institutes looked at the supposed tumor protection gene, BAP1, and mapped 5000 changes in it that could occur—any one of which apparently causes the protection against tumors to stop working.
Uh-huh.
So I guess this means all sorts of new tests will be developed. And then finding a variant of BAP1, a change in it, means: treat the patient.
“You have variant number 4,999, Mr. Smith. Sorry. You almost made it through.”
But there’s more.
Somehow, possibly because there are 5000 variants, people of “all backgrounds,” from “underserved populations,” will now have the advantage of proper medical care.
And: new drugs will now be developed that COULD POSSIBLY slow or stop these genetic changes.
I should mention all this new research was done using human cells in dishes in the lab. To assume what was observed in a dish is what would be observed in an actual human body…
Need I finish that statement?
You might recall my many descriptions of “soup in a dish in a lab,” referring to an absurd useless method of “isolating a virus.” Everything revolves around observing what happens to human and monkey cells dropped in the soup.
But whatever happens to those cells—they live, they die, they sprout glowing eyeballs, they play military marches—is completely meaningless, because THEY’RE NOT IN A HUMAN BODY WHERE THEY’RE SUPPOSED TO BE.
All such experiments are on the order of tearing a few leaves off a tree and dropping them on a table. After a few days they turn brown and stiff. Which tells you nothing about what would have happened to them if you hadn’t torn them from the tree, WHERE THEY LIVE.
If you removed one of your fingers and dropped it in a dish of bovine serum, could you find out something important about the LIFE of that finger—since it’s no longer living the life it’s supposed to have?