Our Apologies For
The Delays . . .
At the end of December, a change by our primary shipping vendor (Ecuadorean Postal) caused delivery times to be significantly extended. We were aware of the problem in January, but were not able to locate the root cause until mid-February. That problem has been solved, so customers in North America and Europe should, once again, receive their packages in 10 to 14 days from the date of the order.
We take full responsibility for this mishap, and we will continue -- as we always have -- to work diligently to ensure that your order arrives quickly and without delay.
The following article appeared in last month's Ashwin, but because of the sheer volume of requests we are getting, where customers are asking what to do when they've been victimized by vendors of counterfeit product, we are reprinted the same article this month:
How to Get Your Money
Back When You've Been
'Had' By a Maker of
Since the introduction of our Fake Product Compensation Program last September, we have received hundreds of complaint letters directed against those who see fit to produce counterfeit products, using our trademarks -- particularly Cansema®. (See U.S. registered trademark for Cansema).
As stated previously, the producers of pirated, or counterfeit, product includes the following:
As it turns out, the answer is surprisingly simple. The vast majority of those who purchase product do so with their credit card. Since most of the vendors above will not return your money if you complain about having purchased products under fraudulent circumstances, you have to take things to the next step.
File a complaint of a fraudulent transaction with your credit card company. Use the link to the U.S. registered trademark above to show that the merchant sold you product under fraudulent circumstances.
Our experience is that almost without fail, your credit card company will refund the money for the fraudulent transaction and debit the money from the merchant selling the counterfeit merchandise.
If you need any help in this matter, just write us at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Bevan Potter, pictured above, has been selling counterfeit product, using Alpha Omega Labs' trademarks, since 2003. Despite numerous requests to cease and desist, he continues to defiantly use our trademarks, artwork, and web pages in the sale of his pirated product.
"The naked truth is always better than the best dressed lie."
Ann Landers [ 1 ]
The Consequences of Executive Power
in Support of Executive Lies:
McAdam's Unstoppable Lying Machine
It seems like a long time ago now, but because I've kept my well-organized prison notes, this wasn't hard to dig up. On Wednesday, April 7, 2004, I was pulled from my jail cell at Lafayette Parish Correctional in Louisiana for a meeting with three agents from the FBI. Apparently, my trips to Moscow that year set off alarm bells in Washington. (The truth is, we were selling Russian zappers back then; I was linking up with fellow herbalists in Moscow; and I wanted to personally visit Dr. Vladimir Volkov in St. Petersburg to discuss the medical results we were getting with H3O. I couldn't attend to any of these matters without going to Russia in person.) [ 2 ]
I was brought to a conference room on the second floor of the Federal Courthouse and placed at the end of the table. Moments later, just prior to the commencement of the meeting, my U.S. Federal Prosecutor, Mr. Larry Regan, walked in, sat to my left, and delivered his preamble:
"I'm here to inform you that we have the power to grant you immunity on anything you disclose to our agents today, with the exception of murder." At that point, he appeared to nod expectantly and silently, as if to say, "You haven't done this, have you?" ... or ... "This doesn't pose a problem, does it?"
Right away, I realized I was in yet another non-causal plane inside the U.S. Federal Government's version of Twilight Zone, "A dimension, not only of sight and sound, but of mind in dementia. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of the imagination. Next stop, the Fed Zone."
Nonetheless, to keep the peace and put the prosecutor at ease, I kept my response brief and obsequiously polite, "Yes, I understand."
To my right were three FBI agents, all seated in perfect alignment, all smartly dressed, all closely coiffured, all rigidly serious in countenance -- attaining a caricatural level of anal retention rivaling the "agents" from The Matrix. You should have seen this . . . it was quite formidable. I was impressed.
"What we want to know, Mr. Caton, are what weapon systems you were bringing in from Russia," began the lead agent closest to me . . . .
A moment of silence ensued --- as I glanced around the room, visually probing my surroundings in search of reaffirming evidence of solid three-dimensionality.
"Weapons? . . . . You mean, like . . . . arms?"
Another moment of silence.
"I'm an herbalist and a healer . . . I work with plants . . . Do you know what an herbalist does?" I responded in a daze, completely taken back by the question.
"We're the ones who ask the questions here!" yelled back the same lead agent, reverting, I presumed, to some prior incarnation as a Marine drill sergeant. Further stunned and taken by surprise, I felt like Dorothy in the Land of Oz -- making the mistake of questioning the All-Knowing, All-Seeing Wizard. All that was missing were the billowing flames to add theatrical effect.
The rest of the meeting went no better, and before I knew it I was back in my jail cell, where I'd been waiting nearly 7 months, wondering what charges the FDA was going to come up with. [ 3 ]
What I learned from that experience was that power confers the ability to take even the most fanciful and seriously deranged notions and forcibly make them legitimate. Not legitimate because they are inherently so, but legitimate in the sense that you have the power to cram them down ordinary people's throats. It isn't that the moon is really made of green cheese. It's that you have the power to prosecute those who would question your authority in having commanded that people believe the moon is made of green cheese. It isn't that using chemotherapy and radiation to treat cancer aren't ridiculously and provably outdated. It's that you have the power to prosecute -- kidnap, imprison, torture, kill . . . take your pick, because the Medical Industrial Complex has done it all -- those who can prove they have therapeutic approaches that make these billion dollar moneymakers obsolete. (An incorrigible situation, as I made clear when I wrote Impossible Dream.) [ 4 ]
I don't know . . . but there seems to be a lot of this going around lately . . . And, of course, this power and propensity to truth-twist seems to extend to those who assist the powerful in perpetuating their "green cheese" illusions.
This point was brought home further this afternoon (yes, Friday, March 13th), when we got an email from Tony Isaacs, a fellow traveler in the alternative health care field, who has written extensively about the cancer-fighting properties of oleander.
"Have you seen this?" he asked . . . and he provided a link:
At the bottom of the linked page was a tirade against me, Alpha Omega Labs, and Cansema®. It was obviously written by Toby McAdams, the professional FDA snitch who figures prominently in Chapter 3 of Meditopia. (I could tell it was Toby because (1) it was openly promoting his websites, which carry counterfeit versions of our products, (2) it makes laughably false statements about Alpha Omega, (3) it's a repetition of the same material we'd been seeing for years from recipients of his email that were nice enough to pass it on, and (4) the post left an unmistakeable pattern of typos that were quite recognizeable.)
It isn't enough that Toby sent an extortion letter last August, which we summarily dismissed with a thorough rebuttal of our own -- again, delineated point-by-point. The fact that the FDA has actually supported Toby in the theft of our intellectual property, violation of U.S. trademarks, and distribution of counterfeit property -- all of which is covered in Chapter 3 of Meditopia with considerable detail and evidence, means that we cannot discount his campaigns of confusion. They have the full support of the "Disinformation Department" of the FDA itself.
In another day and another age, people got sued for libel for things like this. But how do you respond when an agency of the U.S. Government is complicit in the conspiracy? Immediately, Cathryn got to work posting a reply on TopicalInfo, and I got to work writing this Ashwin. My style is more dissecting than my wife's, so . . . at the risk of yet again daring to question authority, I present my rebuttal to the latest "green cheese" statements.
But first . . . Toby McAdam's post --- in full, cut and pasted, with typos and disinfo intact -- providing "[sic]" citations only where typos or false and/or misleading statements appear, and an underline where a statement is made that is actually truthful -- or, better yet, isn't provably false:
The reason the FDA has no problem working with Toby McAdams as an inside snitch (see Chapter 3) is because he's an even more prolific liar than they are. There is only one sentence in the entire statement that isn't suffering from a terminal case of green cheese constipation. Let's dissect this thing:
On the one hand I see their point. On the other hand, I feel that our current economic and political problems -- which loom larger than anything in the history of modern civilization -- wouldn't have gotten to this point if more "best dressed lies" had been put to rest with naked truths. Even in the little things we shouldn't let liars get away with their scams.
Sure, there's a risk in proclaiming your belief that the moon isn't made of green cheese . . . or chemotherapy and radiation aren't acceptable therapies.
But what happens if you don't?
What happens if we let all self-serving lies go unanswered, living on in perpetuity?
Well . . . we probably get what we have right now.
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