Banksters getting cancer from their cell phones
So anti-cell phone fanatics like me have been doing cell phone users a favor:
Earlier this winter, I met an investment banker who was diagnosed with a brain tumor five years ago. He's a managing director at a top Wall Street firm, and I was put in touch with him through a colleague who knew I was writing a story about the potential dangers of cell-phone radiation. He agreed to talk with me only if his name wasn't used, so I'll call him Jim. He explained that the tumor was located just behind his right ear and was not immediately fatal—the five-year survival rate is about 70 percent. He was 35 years old at the time of his diagnosis and immediately suspected it was the result of his intense cell-phone usage. "Not for nothing," he said, "but in investment banking we've been using cell phones since 1992, back when they were the Gordon-Gekko-on-the-beach kind of phone." When Jim asked his neurosurgeon, who was on the staff of a major medical center in Manhattan, about the possibility of a cell-phone-induced tumor, the doctor responded that in fact he was seeing more and more of such cases—young, relatively healthy businessmen who had long used their phones obsessively. He said he believed the industry had discredited studies showing there is a risk from cell phones. "I got a sense that he was pissed off," Jim told me. A handful of Jim's colleagues had already died from brain cancer; the more reports he encountered of young finance guys developing tumors, the more certain he felt that it wasn't a coincidence. "I knew four or five people just at my firm who got tumors," Jim says. "Each time, people ask the question. I hear it in the hallways."
What a shame that the banksters, who made and took the calls that caused so many people to lose their homes, their jobs, and -- as a necessary consequence for some -- their health and their lives, are losing their own health and even their lives, as a result of those same calls. Then again, they're probably insured, and no doubt could throw this year's bonus at a tumor and not even feel it, so no doubt their perception will be that they're surmounting a "personal challenge," as opposed to getting their richly deserved come-uppance.
And sorry to be unsympathetic; I don't think the Buddha would be happy with my views on this particular form of suffering. But I'm not really all that sorry. These parasitic greedheads really did ruin a lot of lives and kill a lot of people, they're totally unrepentant, they run the country, and they're going to do it again. They're a cancer on the country, so the karmic payback is fitting.
NOTE I'm picturing a bankster "Run for the Cure" -- the spokesperson no doubt a cute teenage girl, instead of Gordon Gekko -- but with tiny little jingling sacks of gold instead of pink ribbons....
UPDATE On reflection... I'm letting my schadenfreude take over here. Obviously, if there's any justice in the world, only the Masters of The Universe will suffer for this, and not, say Yves, who probably also used a cellphone.