Musician, activist and cancer survivor Melissa Etheridge dislikes all the talk of Angelina Jolie as a brave and honorable soul.
During a non-televised interview, Etheridge said Jolie actually made the “most fearful choice,” adding that her stress levels and nutrition should have been taken into account.
“It’s the stress that will turn that gene on or not,” Etheridge told the Washington Blade. “Plenty of people have the gene mutation and everything but it never comes to cancer.”
There are so many things wrong with that statement, I don’t even know where to start. It’s like the notion that you can’t catch a cold unless you’re a feeble, bedridden old geezer.
Eating healthy, exercising and living with the lowest amount of stress are proven ways to extend the human lifespan, but cancer is much harder to avoid than say, heart disease.
You’d literally have to live in a cave void of all modern technology eating non-GMO huckleberries out of a wicker basket. And don’t forget to not go in the sun or have sex. And try not to be related to people with certain health dispositions.
This isn’t f*cking Gattaca. And never say never, especially when you’re talking about cancer.
Her words about cancer coming “from inside” and having to do with the “environment of your body” make me literally want to punch cement until my knuckles look like the inside of Teresa Heinz’s refrigerator.
Maybe you think Angelina Jolie’s surgery is your business because she wrote about it, but it’s just not.
If you think about it, it really doesn’t affect anyone but her and her family outside of the public possibly thinking they need to get tested for the BRCA1 and BRCA2 genes.
There seem to be only three “reasons” to be unsupportive of her double mastectomy. One, you’re shallow and really nostalgic for Angelina Jolie’s boobs. (Blow your nose into a copy of Foxfire and get over it.)
Two, you think there’s a possibility that other women are going to do the same thing and then there will be no boobs left and all the menfolk will have trauma meetings about mastectomy scars while guzzling the Krispy Kreme bacon Heineken that apparently exists in the future.
Lastly, you’re jealous that Angelina Jolie can afford to basically eliminate the threat of cancer with genetic testing and surgery while other people have to actually deal with chemo and debt.
That’s reasonable. I don’t claim to know what that’s like to have cancer. I just know that telling others what to do with their bodies is unwise and a giant pointless waste of time and energy.
Fat wallet and lips aside, Angelina is just like you. She fears the unexpected. She lost her mother and her aunt to cancer. She wants to spend time with her husband and children. You think she did the wrong thing? That’s fine, but this is starting to parallel the goddamn abortion debate and it needs to stop.
The op-ed piece was called “My Medical Choice” and not “your medical choice” or “Melissa Etheridge’s medical choice” for a reason.