John F. Goleas

Searching For Prometheus--Discovering the Soul of American Medicine in the Philosophies of Traditional China (eBook, ePUB)

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Produktbeschreibung

"SEARCHING FOR PROMETHEUS--Discovering the Soul of American Medicine in the Philosophies of Traditional China," by John F. Goleas, M.D., asks why healthcare in the United States, while celebrated worldwide for its scientific achievements, is unable to deliver that care to the American people. We have been led to believe that we all benefit from these advancements, when it is clear that we do not, and the higher our medical technology climbs the more dissatisfied we become, because each step makes medical care less sensitive to our needs, less affordable, and less accessible. Medicine is big business and healthcare is no longer dedicated to Mankind, but to the bottom line. Health has become a commodity, not a quality of good living or a right of Mankind, and patients are now medical consumers influenced by advertising and promoting, both tools of the business trade, which has only led to public distrust by promising medical results that are unrealistic or impossible, pitting patient against provider, while the real money makers, the financiers and investors, sit in the shadows counting their loot.

It is estimated today that more Americans obtain basic medical care from alternative providers than traditional ones, even though these modalities are considered to be unproven and potentially harmful by the medical status quo. The reason for this preference cannot be explained by cost, because, in fact, though these alternative modalities are most often not paid by health insurance plans, consumers are still willing to pay for them out-of-pocket. Many prefer alternative therapies because they have concluded that physicians just don't care about people, or don't know how to deal with them, but the reasons goes much deeper than that, to the very foundations of our society, our belief system, our science, and our medical philosophy. The author suggests that what is needed is some intangible human element missing from orthodox medicine because our Western medical model has no soul.

To help unravel the complicated reasons for our ailing system, the author embarks on a philosophical journey to explore the foundations of human thought and culture and identify some reasons why walls exist between societies. He then provides a brief review of the history of Western philosophy and science in order to explain why certain contradictions are inherent to our beliefs. He goes further, reviewing the history of medical science in the West, in order to identify reasons for our healthcare system's successes and failures. Emphasizing that the life sciences can never claim to be pure science, he suggests that alternative therapies can provide important elements lacking in our orthodox western healthcare model, by examining the oldest and most successful alternative healthcare system in the world: Traditional Chinese Medicine. A brief history of Chinese philosophy and science is presented, and certain approaches of the traditional Chinese medical system are discussed.

The author demonstrates how our Western scientific medical model is fraught with inconsistencies we either do not see, or choose to ignore; he suggests that recognizing the great schizm between the theoretical constructs and the actual practices of our healthcare system gives us a valid reason to consider the tenets of successful alternative therapies in light of our own failings. Finally, our Western mechanistic healthcare model is contrasted with the holistic patient-oriented approach of Traditional Chinese Medicine, demonstrating that the strengths of both systems can be integrated to create a new syncretic medical model in ways that are both culturally acceptable and scientifically verifiable.

SEARCHING FOR PROMETHEUS offers readers insights about Man and medicine from a medical insider who crosses intellectual barriers in a non-academic manner that will interest a diverse audience. Even those who are not won over by its arguments will be enr...

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: John F. Goleas, MD
• Erscheinungstermin: 27. Oktober 2014
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781310209864
• Artikelnr.: 48598085

Autorenporträt

After graduating from high school in June, 1969, I entered the University of Wisconsin, Madison that fall, in the school of Liberal Arts as a pre-med major. It was a tragic year to be on that campus, one of extreme unrest that would spill into the next year. We were set up to fail, if you consider the series of horrific world events that just seemed to keep coming, highlighted by the Tet offensive in Vietnam, the assassinations of Bobby Kennedy and Martin Luther King, the 1968 Democratic Convention Riots in Chicago, and on and on and on...

College was inevitable for me, something I was always supposed to do, and it seemed that I had no choice but to follow this path. But I was miserable and very disillusioned with life, in general, and life in the US, in particular, and also totally unmotivated, not about school, but about everything, which is never a good way to enter college, especially when you consider that my supposed field of "interest," to become a physician, required total commitment and mastery of the "pre-med" curriculum, which meant getting a perfect 4.0 grade point average or don't even consider going to med school. My parents were living in Europe, my sister was a brand new unwed mother living near the campus...I had nowhere else to go, I guess.

The drinking age in Wisconsin was 18 back then, so my friends and I spent the majority of our time drunk and/or stoned. As a matter of fact, our dorm, Ogg East, and our floor, the seventh floor of Leath House, which had earned a reputation as a total "zoo," was equipped with a bar in the basement. All dorm residents had to do was hit "B" in the elevator (which stood for "beer" back then), buy a couple of pitchers of brew, and bring them back upstairs. It was awesome...It was either a dodge or a time of experimentation, but everyone seemed to be high on something: many students were experimenting with alcohol or other drugs, and even the gunners were high on college. My next door dorm mates tripped every day; in fact, they gave their pet cat so much acid it walked out of their seventh floor window one day--demonstrating that many hippies weren't that cool...often they/we were just a bunch of screwed up dopers. My own roommate smoked dope constantly and tripped frequently, and we only lived three feet away from each other--there was no escape...That was my life at the turn of the decade--the hippie movement was still moving, though it was on its last legs, as history would sho...