Well, here’s the thing, you can’t cure cancer. Cancer is just a type of a many different things, all requiring very different avenues of potential “cure”.

To cure cancer, like it’s a singular, is like the DNA equivalent of “finding the cure for mental illness”.

So whenever you hear it on the forefront of something, you know it’s bullshit narrative.

Huh. Well, add that to the list of many other things. Didn’t even know that one, but makes sense.

I’m like this with shitting. It’s so insisingly inconvenient.

“Oooh. I’m in the middle of something, but you go right ahead bowel. Go on, let’s go spend the next five minutes making smell and needing cleaning… Fucking asshole.”

Au contraire…

He’s smuggling his own popcorn into the cinema.

Followed by colon cancer awareness October