Coronavirus Information and Misinformation

As a physician, I have been fascinated by the rapid acquisition of knowledge about the novel coronavirus and the deadly disease it causes, COVID-19. True, that knowledge may not be coming as fast as we like. But the pace of vaccine development, for example, is remarkable. But along with knowledge come ignorance, misinformation, and deception.

First, a bit of ignorance. At a rally in Phoenix, in June, President Trump fired up his audience with anti-China rhetoric. In doing so, he displayed his lack of understanding of how COVID-19 got its name. “I said, ‘What’s the 19?’” Trump said. “COVID-19, some people can’t explain what the 19, give me, COVID-19, I said, ‘That’s an odd name.’” Trump apparently thought names like kung flu, Wuhan virus, and Chinese flu were more appropriate.

We can all be forgiven for not knowing something like how COVID-19 got its technical (and not intuitively obvious) name. First, the virus that causes COVID-19 is the novel (meaning new) coronavirus SARS-CoV-2, which stands for severe acute respiratory syndrome coronavirus 2. The first coronavirus caused an outbreak of SARS in the early 2000s. This new coronavirus appeared in 2019; hence, the disease it causes, COVID-19 – CO for corona, VI for virus, D for disease – carries the number 19 for the year it started (2019), not because it is the nineteenth disease (it is not). There’s your – and Trump’s – science lesson for the day.

On to misinformation and deception. Some misinformation is due to inaccurate information. For example, this paper published that while the number of COVID-19 cases has exploded in Texas nursing homes last month, Angelina County is bucking that trend. That turned out to be based on either inaccurate or delayed information, as local physicians are aware of many local nursing home cases. The paper has updated the story as more information has come available. What is certain, however, is that our case count continues to rise.

Lack of information or incomplete information is different from deception. I have written previously about the importance of wearing masks. But mask wearing took another hit recently when our own Congressman Louie Gohmert (TX-01) not only caught coronavirus, he released a video suggesting it was the mask that gave it to him. In his own self-deception, he believes he wears a mask often, but many eyewitnesses (not to mention ever-present news media) suggest otherwise. Gohmert loves history, but history will not be on his side on this one. Deception to support a false narrative is no different than writing history to support a political agenda. Our country has seen too much of that.

When it comes to treatment, President Trump famously has advocated for unproven therapies, from bleach to the anti-malaria hydroxychloroquine. Regarding hydroxychloroquine, the results are in. With strong data that hydroxychloroquine is not effective either as therapy or as postexposure prophylaxis, the Food and Drug Administration (FDA) recently revoked its Emergency Use Authorization, saying it is “unlikely to be effective in treating COVID-19” and that “in light of ongoing serious cardiac adverse events and other serious side effects, the known and potential benefits … no longer outweigh the known and potential risks” for authorized use. Our national coronavirus guru, Dr. Anthony Fauci, minced no words in saying, "The overwhelming prevailing clinical trials that have looked at the efficacy of hydroxychloroquine have indicated that it is not effective in coronavirus disease.” 

This has not stopped President Trump from practically practicing medicine without a license. 

Trump literally is the most famous and influential person in the world. He is not alone in equating personal or anecdotal experience (I did X and Y didn’t happen; therefore, X prevented Y) with rigorous scientific study. My patients do it all the time. However, they do not have an international bully pulpit. His hubris throughout the pandemic in suggesting treatments (like bleach) is jaw-droppingly astounding. (Bleach works on your countertop, right? Why wouldn’t it work inside your body?) Not only is his medical advice suspect at a minimum, it has been dangerous. And just this last week, Trump had his election campaign Twitter account temporarily blocked and a Facebook post deleted when he posted that children are “almost immune from this disease.” When it comes to your health, listen to the doctors.

But don’t listen to quacks, especially those with pseudo-religious and anti-scientific claims. The bleach treatment claim (touted by a family of swindlers who formed a “church” in Florida) falls into that category. But the icing on the cake – so far – has to go to a true charlatan, Dr. Stella Immanuel, a Houston physician of questionable medical training and even more dubious religious authority. She famously believes in alien DNA, demon sperm and that the government is run in part not by humans but by “reptilians” and other aliens. That didn’t stop Donald Trump Jr. declared a video of hers a “must watch,” while President Trump himself retweeted the video.

Unfortunately, attempts to set the record straight regarding coronavirus misinformation by referencing scientific data are considered by far too many to be “fake news” or viewed as a conspiracy theory. Just look at Facebook for examples. I implore you to use this information for how it is intended. Educate yourself on the facts of coronavirus. There is much we don’t yet know, of course. And the vast majority of us – anti-vaxxers excepted – eagerly await a vaccine. In the meantime, please DO wear your mask – over both your mouth AND nose, please! – and DO social distance. DO use hand sanitizer or soap and water often. Together – caring for each other – we can get through this. 

The Demise of Polite Conversation

When did the art of pleasant conversation and open dialogue end? Every national new item – it seems – sparks vitriol that demands an alignment in one political camp or the other, one race or the other, or one sexual orientation or the other. I am afraid we have lost the ability to exchange ideas, to communicate freely, to learn from one another. To celebrate our differences rather than condemn them. Passionate speech and polite speech are not incompatible.

But I am afraid to speak, for fear my words are misinterpreted. I am afraid to write, lest my writing not encourage the thoughtful conversation I intended, but provoke a hateful backlash. Is it no longer possible to have civil discourse?

I am afraid to laugh, for fear my laughter is misconstrued. Can’t I both laugh at Tina Fay’s Saturday Night Live sheet-caking stunt, for example, as well as at Chad Prather’s “Unapologetically Southern” YouTube videos? At political cartoons of both the Wall Street Journal and the New York Times? Or is humor no longer funny, only hateful? Can’t we laugh at ourselves anymore, at our own hypocrisies? We all have them. I’m afraid we no longer recognize that; we are blinded by our self-interest.

I am afraid of social media. Facebook has unfortunately turned into a forum where, other than the annual birthday wish or mundane vacation photo, posts are filled with inflammatory opinions and commentary-as-fact with the self-righteous, ignorant replies that follow. Mob mentality sets in and people post things they would never say to your face. Hurtful – hateful – things.

Free speech is not the same thing as kind speech, uplifting speech, or frankly, intelligent speech. Nor should honest disagreement be labeled hate speech. Unfortunately, much speech today is designed to shut down the conversation by labeling one’s opponent –are they really an opponent? – a bigot, or by declaring they have no moral standing even to join the conversation. That is coercion, intimidation, and bullying no matter which side is doing it. That makes me very afraid.

I am afraid when I see fellow Christians deciding that following politics is more important than following the Ten Commandments. When they opt for strict party affiliation over and above "Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself" (Mark 12:31, KJV). And when they decide it is expedient to legislate hate, discrimination, and economic disparity while ignoring inconvenient moral issues like poverty and healthcare. What happened to being Jesus to those around us?

Rod Dreher, in his timely book The Benedict Option, notes that political victory does not vitiate the vice of hypocrisy. The socially liberal churches are just as guilty of blindly aligning with the Democratic Party as the fundamentalists are with the Republican Party. Could it be that Jesus understood this when he said, “Render therefore unto Caesar the things which are Caesar’s; and unto God the things that are God’s” (Matthew 22:21, KJV)?

I am afraid our clumsy, partisan involvement has resulted in a political environment increasingly hostile to the very real – and very Christian – charitable work of the Church. We must redirect our gaze outside our church walls and into our increasingly diverse and desperate communities. Putting our faith to work on the ground speaks volumes and accomplishes so much more than legislating selective moral conformity.
It often takes a crisis – a disaster? – to bring the country together to work for the common good. Perhaps Hurricane Harvey will accomplish that. It appears to be doing so; I just hope it lasts.

Dreher wrote, "The state will not be able to care for all human needs in the future, especially if the current projections of growing economic inequality prove accurate.” Christians need to rediscover an ethic that marries personal responsibility with intentional charity and corporate love and respect. I fear we may have drifted too far to do so.

But I am afraid not to try.

Empowered – and Inundated – by Pink

There is a minor malady that comes around every season. It is characterized by a drop in energy, glazed eyes, and a strong desire just to sit and do nothing. This condition usually strikes around mid-October and peaks about the end of the month. Luckily, it doesn’t long. After a week or two of wearing dark clothes and drinking Standpipe coffee, it resolves completely with no lasting effects. I call it pink fatigue.

October has barely begun and I have already been interviewed both for the City Hall Update about the upcoming Power of Pink! celebrations in Lufkin and Livingston and by KICKS 105 about breast cancer for their website. I have an on-air interview with Danny Merrell this morning. October 18th is the 5^th annual Power of Pink! event in Livingston, and October 20th is 24^th annual Power of Pink! in Lufkin. Nearly 500 women are expected in Livingston, and an incredible 800 women in Lufkin. And even though it is not a breast cancer-specific event, the American Cancer Society’s amazing Cattle Baron’s Gala is October 15th. October is a busy – and very pink – month!

I jest about getting pink fatigue, but I hope it never, ever happens. We cannot tire of fighting this disease. Breast cancer is the most common cancer in women (246,660 new cases in the US anticipated this year) and the second most common cause of cancer death in women (40, 450 deaths predicted in 2016). Only lung cancer kills more women. The good news is that the cure rate for breast cancer that is caught early is really quite high. Today, most cases (61%) are diagnosed at a localized stage (no spread to lymph nodes, nearby structures, or other locations outside the breast), for which the 5-year survival is a stunning 99%.

The American Cancer Society reports that from 2003 to 2012, breast cancer death rates decreased by 1.9% per year in white women and by 1.4% per year in black women. Overall, breast cancer death rates declined by 36% from 1989 to 2012 due to improvements in early detection and treatment, translating to the avoidance of approximately 249,000 breast cancer deaths. That is truly remarkable!

But we must not succumb to pink fatigue until ALL women who need mammograms are getting them. Our minority communities, for example, still fall behind when it comes to getting mammograms and other screening tests.

The American Cancer Society recommends that women at average risk of developing breast cancer should have the choice to start annual breast cancer screening with mammograms beginning age 40 to 44. Women age 45 to 54 should get mammograms every year. Women age 55 and older should switch to mammograms every 2 years, or have the choice to continue yearly screening. Always, the risks of screening as well as the potential benefits should be considered.

These guidelines are for women at average risk for breast cancer. Women with a personal history of breast cancer, a family history of breast cancer, a genetic mutation known to increase risk of breast cancer (such as BRCA), and women who had radiation therapy to the chest before the age of 30 are at higher risk for breast cancer, not average-risk, and should talk to their doctor about appropriate screening. If in doubt, or you just can’t remember, get a mammogram every year. It is just easier that way.

Please don’t get pink fatigue! Support cancer research for prevention, early detection, and curative treatment for all by participating in something pink this month. Contact Lindsey Mott at 639-7613 for tickets to Power of Pink! Contact the American Cancer Society at 634-2940 for tickets to Cattle Baron’s Gala! Or go online to www.CHIStLukesHealthMemorial.org and click the link to purchase a pink flamingo for $15. Put it in your yard or at your office to show support for breast cancer awareness. All flamingo proceeds go to support patients in need right here at the Temple Cancer Center. Go pink! #BC4TheBirds

Social Media Diet for the New Year

I have resolved to start a new diet this year. Not the typical food diet, mind you – there is certainly nothing wrong with that. I am going on a social media diet.

When Facebook first came out, I signed up in order to keep up with my kids. They have long since moved on from Facebook. Instagram and especially Snap Chat are more the rage now. Meanwhile, I still troll Facebook’s News Feed several times a day looking for the occasional gem in the garbage can of posts and reposts. I guess I feel compelled to know what is going on in the lives of people I care about. Unfortunately, what most people share is not in the least what I care about.

You know exactly what I mean. I am happy to “like” a post about a significant event in someone’s life, be it a birthday, anniversary, or other meaningful milestone. But please don’t tell me about your bodily complaints, the thing your pet did that was only cute to you, or – hear me now, football fans – play by play about UT, A&M, Dallas Cowboys, or any other team. Think before you post: Is this post worthy of being eternally stored and linked to your name in the Cloud?

For every meaningful, personal post, I have to scroll through a dozen or more platitudes or opinions that only make me feel sorry for the person who wasted their time sharing such meaningless drivel. Even religious posts that may be important to you in the moment rarely have an impact on others. And I fear 2016 – with a presidential election around the corner – is going to be filled with poisonous arrows back and forth between staunch conservatives and bleeding liberals, whose posts are designed to demean and belittle their opponents (and by extension, their supporters). I want no part of that.

After my kids moved on from Facebook, Instagram became the draw. It still bothers me that every time I want to enlarge an Instagram post, my double tapping the photo (a la iPhone) I end up “liking” the photo instead. Then there is Twitter. @justinbieber has 72.4M followers, and is following 247.5K. I, on the other hand, have a measly 110 followers, most of whom I don’t know (and therefore I wonder why they follow me). To be honest, there is nothing (or no one) I follow that provides information I can’t get elsewhere, and there is nothing so urgent that a tweet would change anything I do.

Finally, there are the KTRE and Lufkin News app notifications that pop up on my phone. I tweeted KTRE at one point, saying (in 140 characters or less), “@KTREnews you send out too many alerts. I’ll give you one a day; make it a meaningful one! #wasteoftime” KTRE actually “liked” that tweet, but they still send out too many alerts.

I must admit, I made a conscious decision with both Instagram and Twitter to limit the number of people I follow. Even so, contemplating a social media diet is giving me angst. What will I miss? Who will notice if I don’t wish them Happy Birthday or “Like” their post? But that insecurity is simply pride. I know who I am and who my friends are, and I don’t need Facebook to confirm that for me.

Will I delete these apps entirely? I don’t think so. Will I restrict my viewing and posting? Absolutely. Just don’t judge me when you read this column after it is tweeted and posted on Facebook. It is a diet, after all, not total starvation.