The End of Medicine
How Silicon Valley (and Naked Mice) Will Reboot Your Doctor
You become ill; you go to your specialist. Too awful. Since drug isn’t an industry, it’s for all intents and purposes witchcraft. In spite of the development of enormous pharma, HMOs, and healing center chains, pharmaceutical remains the disengaged work of individual specialists—and the framework is going belly up quick.
So why is Andy Kessler—the man who disclosed to you preposterous stories of Wall Street examiners turned sour in Wall Street Meat and stories from inside a multifaceted investments in Running Money—jabbing around medication for the following enormous flood of innovation?
This is on the grounds that he notices change coming. Heart assaults, strokes, and malignancy are an immense lump of medicinal spending, yet there’s shockingly little push to recognize sickness before it’s life debilitating. How faltering is that—particularly since the innovation exists today to make PC produced maps of your heart and colon?
Since it’s excessively costly—for the present. Be that as it may, Silicon Valley has turned processing, telecom, fund, music, and media topsy turvy by taking costly new advancements and making them absurdly modest. So why not the $1.8 trillion human services business, where the simplest approach to spare cash is to prevent people from becoming ill in any case?
Join Kessler’s peculiar scan for the following enormous leap forward as he tries to keep from going out while chasing after cardiologists, splits jokes while perusing mammograms, and watches jerking mice get infused with radioactive tests. Searching for a leap forward, Kessler even benevolently jabs, sweeps, and pushes himself.