The River

[Guest guest]

'Perhaps because of the controversies, setbacks, and errors that had

littered the history of IPV and OPV development, Jonas Salk, Albert

Sabin, Koprowski and Herald were never to receive that

golded invitation to visit Stockholm in tie and tails, like

Enders and Renato Dulbecco.'

(Hooper E, The River p. 217)

'The breakthrough came in the Harvard laboratory of Enders, a

Connecticut yankee and heir to the Aetna insurance fortune. Enders

had trained pilots in World War I. After his wife died in the flu

pandemic of 1918, he drifted into graduate English literature

studies. One night he went along with a roommate to look at the

biology lab of the charismatic Hans Zinsser and became hooked.

Unlike most of the up-and-comers of his day, Enders was a

gentlemanly, eccentric fellow. He gave away his polio and measles

samples to anyone who could use them -- and parsimoniously returned

unused grant money....Weller had four leftover flasks and Enders

casually suggested he try to grow poliovirus in them....The

discovery showed the way forward for virus growers and 'incited a

restless activity in the virus laboratories the world over,' as

Swedish virologist Sven Gard remarked at the Nobel ceremony. None

was more restless than Jonas Salk.'

( A, Vaccine: The Controversial Story of Medicine's Greatest

Lifesaver, W.W. Norton and Co. (2004) pp. 178-9)

Actually it was Ender's mother and sister who had died in the 1918

flu pandemic.

Since the heirarchical machine resists modernity and remains

political, so too should those bound to keep thinking for

themselves, all the while questioning the manipulation of perception

by the media.

Indiana Daily Student, Wednesday, April 11, 2007, Professor receives

Nobel Peace Prize nomination for 2007 'Mamlin was nominated by

political science professors Pegg of IU-Purdue University

Indianapolis and Mason of University for Mamlin's

medical work with HIV and AIDS and contributions to fight hunger in

Kenya.'

'Slowly roasting in damnation, for the Devil's delectation, just to

leave them to their fate.'

(Hans Zinsser, Four Hundred Years of a Doctor's Life)