Human experimentation

“Human experimentation since World War II has created some difficult problems with the increasing employment of patients as experimental subjects when it must be apparent that they would not have been available if they had been truly aware of the uses that would be made of them.
That comment was made by an esteems professor of Research in Anaesthesia, Harvard Medical School, at the outset of an article describing twenty-two examples of experiments which he felt violated medical ethics. He chose these examples from a group of fifty, and he cited a Professor in England, Dr. M. H. Pappworth, who had amassed a list of five hundred. The problem is not an isolated, infrequent episode. It is endemic, spreading from the basic value system inherent in the physician/experimentor image spawned by the current research-oriented medical community.
Consider some examples…
One experiment which has been in the news in recent years and a subject of a television video essay by Sixty Minutes involved various U. S. Government agencies experimenting on unknowing servicemen in an attempt to determine the effects of hallucinatory drugs. Perhaps more disturbing was an experiment in which live cancer cells were injected into elderly patients without their informed consent. At the time of the study the researchers did not know if the cancers would take or not. Apparently they took it upon themselves to decide that the patients were already so old that it didn’t matter!
There are numerous examples of radioactive materials being injected into unknowing, unsuspecting people, primarily institutionalized mental defectives, but even new-born babies have not been immune. There is no way that these studies can be justifies for the therapeutic benefit of the individuals and there is no doubt that these unknowing people were subjected to the risk of injury and disease, not to mention discomfort and pain. On top of that, the results of studies of this kind are often of little consequence, serving more to augment the bibliographies of the involved researchers than advance medical science. Many of these studies were knowingly by the U.S. Government agencies.
Another experiment involved the purposeful injection of seven to eight hundred mentally retarded children with infected serum in order to produce hepatitis. The study apparently was approved and supported by the Armed Forces Epidemiological Board, among others. Consent was mentioned to have been obtained from the parents but the circumstances lead one to wonder how the consent was obtained and the degree to which it was “informed consent”; and, even so, did this consent by the parent protect the rights of the subjects? The question remains: would any of the researchers have allowed a mentally retarded member of their own family to participate, or in the other experiments mentioned, would the researchers have allowed a family member or themselves to be involved as subjects? I sincerely doubt it. The intellectual elitism that medicine and medical research fosters creates a sense of omnipotence and with it, a double standard.
It would be irresponsible to suggest that the majority of research involving humans in the United States is based on unethical standards, because it is definitely not true. However, the fact that there is a significant minority is frightening and demands attention from the public. The pressure for research within our academic medical centers is as strong as ever and the ensuing investigative enthusiasm and air of professional competition can cause people to lose sight of the negative consequences for patients. Besides, the confusion of values between patient/subject risk and possible societal benefit has not been unequivocally settled. And the idea that patient consent will obviate abuses has proved to be false. Take for instance the case of fifty-one women used as subjects for a study of an experimental labor-inducing drug. They all signed consent forms but apparently under less than ideal conditions. An investigation of the study reported that many gave their consent during the duress of the admitting procedures or in the delivery room itself. After the fact, the patients were interviewed and almost forty percent had no idea they’d been the subject of research even though they had purportedly given “informed consent.” One of the subtle ways consent was obtained was by saying the study involved a “new” drug, not an “experimental” drug, the researcher knowing full well that the adjective “new” would imply that the experimental drug was better than the “old” drug.
Subterfuge need not be necessary to obtain consent. Subtle innuendos suggesting that the care of the individual will be less than maximum if the person does not “cooperate” is the most frequent ploy. Next in frequency is for the researcher to cleverly imply that the experimental procedure might benefit the individual even if that possibility is negligible. Finally there is the method by which the researcher fails to inform the potential subject that there are alternative and, frequently, established modes of therapy.
All this is not new. Lip service has been given to violations of medical ethics involving human experimentation for more than twenty years in the medical journals. The fact that it still exists to the extent that it does is a tragedy of major proportions, and now that the modern decade has arrived with medicine beginning a new love affair with physics, the opportunities for abuse reach a new and horrifying potential. The center stage for the marriage of medicine and physics is neuroscience, and the chief actor will be the human brain, considered by many to be the most mysterious and amazing creation in the universe. The ethical and moral issues involving human experimentation have to be solved before…
… before fiction and fantasy become fact.”
Robin Cook, M.D.

What Of All Those Studies And Exams?

We’ve lost the whole point of studying, of exams. We should assimilate whatever knowledge we receive. Yes, I know, we do understand it, but only down to a certain point, we don’t exert it out to use in our daily life. We study, to pass exams. We pass exams, to get into better institutes. We go to better institutes, to get a better job. We get a better job, to get a reasonable or a high salary. We get a high salary, to… and it goes on and on. When is the time when we actually catch up?

We have no Islamic reference in our studies. We, as Muslims, should study to benefit society and thus, get closer to Allah. A lot of us don’t even have a certain intention when we are going to school. We go, why? Merely because society expects us to, because we are forced, because we have to. Don’t we realize that we, instead, could be getting good deeds for every single moment we spend going to school, in school, coming back from school and anything else we do for school? Just have the intention of pleasing Allah and learning to benefit society and to know more about this earth and Allah’s creation.

 It was so frustrating that day in biology when the teacher was giving us a lesson about genes and DNA; she, as a muslim teacher, is expected to say Subhan Allah after every sentence at the mere brilliance of Allah’s creation. But no, they all are oblivious to all that. You feel like hitting all those bio teachers who are muslims and yet very weak in their islam. This just shows how they take in all those years and years of drilled lessons.

You know how geniuses are created? The actually understand, like actually understand what they are taught and reflect it back on every aspect of their life. 

My grandma hates sunlight; she wants the room to be as dark as possible and she starts suspecting that people are trying to spy on her if her curtains are open, but me? No no. I love sunlight; I also love darkness. I basically love things they way they are supposed to be. I absolutely adore that moment when the sunlight hits my face with bursting vigor and me, trying to look at that magnificent all-bright sun without fully being able to. In the morning, all you would see me doing in the bus is trying every second to glimpse where the sun is at.

The same thing with the moon, at night, I would go out in the balcony and look everywhere to find the moon; the stars are hardly visible in the city because light pollution obviously. When night settles in, and I’m ready to retire for the day, I’d hate it if someone has any kind of bulb or lamp on, I just stop for a moment every night to take in the mysteriousness of the night, the illusions of darkness and that magnificence of, simply, blankness.