Cancer contemplations...

No, don't panic, I don't have cancer. I wouldn't be sitting here calmly blogging if I did.

It's October. That makes it breast cancer awareness month. Which is fine. I have no problem with it.

Actually, that's a lie. I do have a problem with it. Not with people with breast cancer, or people who research it or treat it. I have a problem that it gets so much attention when other cancers and diseases effect a lot of other people, but don't get a whole month of awareness.

Like leukaemia. As far as I'm aware, there is no leukaemia awareness month. There is no brand of tomato sauce, or bottled water, or toilet paper, or biscuit, or god knows what else that I can buy so my $0.50 goes to leukaemia research. At least on a regular basis. And yet, in church on sunday, 4 different people named friends/acquaintences struggling with leukaemia. This is clearly a disease that is still a problem.

Bowel cancer is also a big problem. As is ovarian cancer and cervical cancer (even with the vaccine. That's not going to lower deaths for 10-20 years, at least). What about cystic fibrosis? Or multiple sclerosis? Where are the awareness months for these diseases?

You know what I've decided it must be? Pervert CEOs, etc, who want an excuse to say 'breast' and not be slapped/sacked/sued for sexual harrassment. And while I'm on the subject, just because you're raising funds for breast cancer, it doesn't give you free reign to make offensive advertising. I'm looking at you, Mount Franklin.

It's unfortunate, because I'm so ticked off by the inequality of all this that I'm almost at the point of NOT buying products that have pink ribbons on them. And that's not fair to the sufferers and researchers of breast cancer. It's not their fault that the awareness is so biased.

Damn it feels good to rant. I think ranting is good for the soul, don't you?