Thursday, June 28, 2012

A Bowelscan Movement in A-hole Major...



Introduction - What is Bowelscan?
Bowelscan is a Rotary program developed in 1982 in New South Wales and now conducted by over 250 Rotary Clubs across Australia.

These Clubs issue approximately 150,000 kits during their annual Colorectal Screening programs. Since Bowelscan commenced, it is estimated that more than 1,000 people with bowel cancer and 5,000 with polyps have been detected.

In 1990, a National Committee comprising representatives from Rotary Districts operating Bowelscan programs was established to develop and maintain protocols.

Bowelscan is essentially a public awareness program seeking to increase community knowledge of bowel cancer and its symptoms. The project involves the distribution to the public of a simple test kit on which is collected small specimens of faeces for analysis.

The program is usually organised on a District basis with the District Governor appointing a committee to be responsible for its implementation.

The information in this booklet is, however, pitched at Club level and seeks to provide a broad outline of the responsibilities involved in undertaking a Bowelscan program.

Why Introduce a Program of this Nature?
Cancer of the bowel is the commonest internal cancer to affect men and women in western society. Over 9,000 Australians will be diagnosed as having bowel cancer this year and over 4,500 will die of the disease.
My response…

“A BOWELSCAN MOVEMENT”

The leaflet is pretty clear & unambiguous.

REMINDER!!

ROTARY BOWELSCAN

Test Kits available at all participating pharmacies, only $10.

1st of June – 30thJune 2012.

Did you get a chance to pick one up?

If you tried last week, then it is likely you did not; because there are none left.

I tried to pick one up from Amcal Chemist in Portland Victoria on Wednesday, 20th of June…& was told, ‘they will be in tomorrow’ by a staff member. 

So I went in Thursday, 21st.

‘Oh- we’ve sold out.’

So…what about the ones I was emphatically told would be ‘in tomorrow’?

Not ‘might’; ‘perhaps’; ‘could be’…but WOULD be? 

What happened to cause the delay of a kit that has been distributed by the club since 1982 in a program now conducted by 250 clubs across Australia- TWO of which are in Portland?

‘Rotary have not dropped them in’ was the excuse.

Oh dear; poor things. They must be very busy. I used to have things to do, before I took up chasing these elusive Bowelscan kits full time.

Because Bowel Cancer IS a matter of life and death. 

But as important as Bowel Cancer is…I can’t be dropping into the Chemist each day on the off chance a kit makes an appearance. So I tried to put an alternative strategy into place. I offered to pay the Chemist, and have wretched thing mailed on to me when it arrived.

‘We don’t want to take your money in case they don’t come.’

???  Pardon??? Wednesday I was told to come back the following day- to collect something NO ONE in charge the very next day would take a bet on being in again with the kind of certainty wherein a deposit could be taken?

Are we talking about the same item?  The Rotary Bowelscan Kit that ‘has saved so many lives?’ as is so boldly emblazoned on the leaflet advertising the alleged kits?

Has anyone actually seen one of these kits?  They seem to be rare as the Snow Leopard.

Well- 200 people must have seen them. I was told by the Chemist, 200 were sold before supplies of this hot item ran out. These kits sold out quicker than U2 tickets.

Pretty much like the last lot a few months ago…which I also missed out on.

Two seasons running this has happened.

The Chemist took pains to tell me 200 have been sold this time- before selling out.

200 kits?  In a town of ….how many people?  Are we 10,000 yet?

Would it not be sensible to lay on a few more, given that ‘Cancer of the bowel is the commonest internal cancer to affect men and women in western society, and over 9,000 Australians will be diagnosed as having bowel cancer this year and over 4,500 will die of the disease.’ as it says on the Rotary website?
Of course, this is sticking my nose into matters that do not concern me. Like, I would have thought, the sales figures of the kit. How does knowing 200 have been sold help get one in my hot little hands?? I mean…I only want ONE. (one butt- one kit)
Upon seeing my chagrin- the chemist THEN wanted to play the guilt card by making it clear they were doing this out of the kindness of their heart.

“It’s for charity”, she exclaimed, as if I was supposed to drop to my knees and genuflect.

WHAT, precisely, is for charity?  Claiming to stock something you have NOT got? 

Let’s look at the leaflet again, just to be clear;

ROTARY BOWELSCAN

Test Kits available at all participating pharmacies, only $10.

1st of June – 30thJune 2012.

I took time out of my day- in person on the 20th, and the 21st - to collect my Kit. According to the leaflet, this diligent forward planning should have given me nine clear days before expiry of the offer. That is, if one applies the normal rules of time and space.

Of course in the world of ‘charity’- normal rules do not apply. ‘Close enough’ and ‘whenever we get around to it’ seem to be the rule of thumb.

Would be nice if Bowel Cancer was as vague & inexact; sadly…it is not.

I checked the brochure again…just to be sure. And there was NO mention of ‘while stocks last’, or ‘limited supply’

This leaflet gives one the impression the hopes of getting a kit are safer than mother’s milk.
And yet- the chemist did not want to take a deposit, given that the chances of scoring a fresh kit in the foreseeable future seemed about the same as me becoming the Mayor.

The famous leaflet says- right at the bottom- “Keep this on your fridge!”

Why?  For what purpose?  As a work of Pop Art?? To keep the sprogs crayon drawings company?

It can’t be anything to do with reminding yourself to pick up a Bowelscan Kit.

BECAUSE THERE AREN’T ANY!!!

I know what you’re thinking; ‘So they sold out! So what?’

Well, I’m glad you asked. I’m sick of being promised things- & then upon seeking them out as directed- discovering they don’t exist. People generally come forward in good faith, based on such advertising; and increasingly these days likely to be disappointed and disillusioned.

Nothing is quite what it seems, anymore.

I tended to believe pretty much anything Rotary said, because they always have their logo on those signs outside towns & municipalities.

They have…or HAD the runs on the board; doing good works. Not anymore.

Life is HARD ENOUGH without this evasive, misleading rubbish.

I will remember this.  And lament the decline of the modern service organisation. No more charity for charities such as Rotary.  

“But John…” I hear you say…”You’re making a big deal over nothing!!”

Really?  Bowel Cancer?  What did it say in the Portland Observer to co-incide with this grand Bowel Scan Movement? ‘More than 5000 Australians die from bowel cancer every year and it is the most common internal cancer for people over 40 years of age.’

Nothing?

According to information from the Cancer Council Australia’s Cancer Education Programs, 90 per cent of cases detected early can be cured.’

Which, I guess is the point of issuing this goddamn kit in the first place.

Nice idea…if it actually worked.

‘But JOHN!!’ I hear them say “Go see a doctor if you can’t get a kit!!!”

OK.

Bowel Cancer is one of the most painful forms of suffering known to mankind. (Keep this under your hat; or they might ALL want one of these magic kits.)

We tend to live in denial of nasties such as these- especially if we feel ok.

Quite simply- we put these things off.

I seldom think to myself, ‘You know what?  It’s Friday Night. I might get a meal, have a few drinks, watch a movie, then nip into the doctor’s for a bit of work on the back door’.

And the point of this kit is to appeal to those in the high-risk category who feel fine, but want to be safe rather than sorry.

As you know, the symptoms do not always manifest. So the illness remains undetected.

And when pain comes, it is too late.

Knowing this…and NOT wanting to bother the doctor, we (especially the blokes) would rather pop into a shop, grab a kit, and pull off a bit of DIY sewerage work ourselves, rather than making a fuss at the already overworked clinics.

It’s kind of empowering. Like the old days, when we used to do things for ourselves, rather than hand-passing stuff off onto others. 

And it tends to satisfy that voice in our head…the one that says ‘you really ought to do this; this might be the visit that changes your life’.

Like a random tatts ticket.

If only getting the kit were as simple as a ticket in tats.

I went in…twice. And got nothing. Nada. Zippedy-doo-da.

Stats say by this stage- people like me will not bother again. And it might one day be too late. And it all might have been avoided.

Now- I might not be missed by many.  But there are a number of terrific people out there at risk of this bastard of a disease who WILL be missed. There are people out there much nicer than me, who NEVER complain or make a fuss when there is no kit. They just go away.

And they never come back.

Then they feel that pain in the gut.  And they die. Horribly.

Because the chemist had run out of kits. Or Rotary had not ‘dropped them off’.

Well, “its charity”; & everyone knows, that takes all the pain out of bowel cancer.

In a pig’s eye. Or, rather…ass. 

But I digress; let us return to the Chemist & the absurdist theatre that was my hunt for the elusive Bowelscan Kit.

Eventually, when the Chemist had finished telling me how I should be ashamed of myself for asking for something they only ever had out of the goodness of their hearts…

Not to mention regaling me with all the facts and figures about how many kits they used to have, the average rainfall on the plains in Spain and what have you…

Finally, she admitted they might not see any more. Ever.

& I got some useful advice. Try another chemist.

OK. That might have been more helpful than ‘come back tomorrow’ in the first place.

I decided to persist.  I was determined.

This was a pilgrimage of Arthurian proportions; a quest for the Holy Kit.

So I sallied forth to the Guardian Chemist, and asked for the much desir’d Grail of Life.

The BowelScan Kit.

“We have sold out.”

Christ.

“Can you come in tomorrow?” the second gatekeeper inquired. 

Gee-willikers. Unlikely.

I never want to hear the word ‘Kit ‘Bowel’, ‘Chemist’ or ‘Rotary’ again in my life.

I think I’d rather take my chances on something reliable. Like cancer. You have a better chance of getting the cancer than the kit.

As I drove home empty handed, I mused on how lucky some people are, having nothing better to do but play silly games with citizenry stupid enough to believe the leaflets.

What fun…to play patty-cake with ordinary hard working folk who genuinely want to participate in what seems like a reasonable, useful, sensible program…

Only to find they are indulging in a few frames of ‘Ring Around The Rosy’.

More bullshit.

As if we don’t get enough of it.

It mounts up so high- a person needs wings to remain aloft.

People say they don’t understand the Carbon Tax. Don’t feel bad; a lot of people don’t. And that is because it is built mostly on bullshit.

Like so many features of so-called modern civilisation. 

The hunt for the Bowelscan Kit turned out to be just more of the same bullshit.

Annoying, time consuming, soul destroying bullshit.

Who will compensate me for the lost time, queuing for…NADA??

I don’t want compensation; just a promise; an old fashioned, solemn undertaking.

Chemists…If you are not certain you can supply something- in other words, follow through on your promise- DON’T BOTHER!!

Stick to what you CAN do.

And Rotary? Stick to something you have an even chance of delivering on. Mowing lawns, or making signs with your logo on it. Not fridge leaflets that deliver empty promises, causing innocent bystanders to waste valuable life that could be put to better use.

You may have saved a life or two along the way in the past…but how many man hours have been wasted trying to find a BowelScan Kit that does not exist?

And how many frustrated, crestfallen people have died because they could not find a kit- and never bothered to try again??

Think about it.

Pretend this matters.

Pretend your WORD matters.

You do yourselves no credit trumpeting a service you have no hope supplying, or sustaining.

Luckily government and the corporations have prepared us for the peddling of such bullshit.

Now our ‘service’ organisations are engaging in the self-same bullshit.

Rotary failed to provide a service as promised.

The Chemist tried to cover this shortfall with five kinds of bullshit.

Shame on you.

Think this doesn’t matter? Storm in a teacup?

Try watching someone died a painful death from bowel cancer. & then tell me this does not really matter, because it’s Rotary, & it’s for charity.
& while we are at it- we can hang our heads & lament; offering up epitaphs for all those poor souls, not to mention charity organisations…

That have died in the ass. 
































“A BOWELSCAN MOVEMENT”



The leaflet is pretty clear & unambiguous.



REMINDER!!



ROTARY BOWELSCAN



Test Kits available at all participating pharmacies, only $10.



1st of June – 30thJune 2012.



Did you get a chance to pick one up?



If you tried last week, then it is likely you did not; because there are none left.



I tried to pick one up from Amcal Chemist on Wednesday, 20th of June…& was told, ‘they will be in tomorrow’ by a staff member. 



So I went in Thursday, 21st.



‘Oh- we’ve sold out.’



So…what about the ones I was emphatically told would be ‘in tomorrow’?



Not ‘might’; ‘perhaps’; ‘could be’…but WOULD be? 



What happened to cause the delay of a kit that has been distributed by the club since 1982 in a program now conducted by 250 clubs across Australia- TWO of which are in Portland?



‘Rotary have not dropped them in’ was the excuse.



Oh dear; poor things. They must be very busy. I used to have things to do, before I took up chasing these elusive Bowelscan kits full time.



Because Bowel Cancer IS a matter of life and death. 



But as important as Bowel Cancer is…I can’t be dropping into the Chemist each day on the off chance a kit makes an appearance. So I tried to put an alternative strategy into place. I offered to pay the Chemist, and have wretched thing mailed on to me when it arrived.



‘We don’t want to take your money in case they don’t come.’



???  Pardon??? Wednesday I was told to come back the following day- to collect something NO ONE in charge the very next day would take a bet on being in again with the kind of certainty wherein a deposit could be taken?



Are we talking about the same item?  The Rotary Bowelscan Kit that ‘has saved so many lives?’ as is so boldly emblazoned on the leaflet advertising the alleged kits?



Has anyone actually seen one of these kits?  They seem to be rare as the Snow Leopard.



Well- 200 people must have seen them. I was told by the Chemist, 200 were sold before supplies of this hot item ran out. These kits sold out quicker than U2 tickets.



Pretty much like the last lot a few months ago…which I also missed out on.



Two seasons running this has happened.



The Chemist took pains to tell me 200 have been sold this time- before selling out.



200 kits?  In a town of ….how many people?  Are we 10,000 yet?



Would it not be sensible to lay on a few more, given that ‘Cancer of the bowel is the commonest internal cancer to affect men and women in western society, and over 9,000 Australians will be diagnosed as having bowel cancer this year and over 4,500 will die of the disease.’ as it says on the Rotary website?

Of course, this is sticking my nose into matters that do not concern me. Like, I would have thought, the sales figures of the kit. How does knowing 200 have been sold help get one in my hot little hands?? I mean…I only want ONE. (one butt- one kit)

Upon seeing my chagrin- the chemist THEN wanted to play the guilt card by making it clear they were doing this out of the kindness of their heart.



“It’s for charity”, she exclaimed, as if I was supposed to drop to my knees and genuflect.



WHAT, precisely, is for charity?  Claiming to stock something you have NOT got? 



Let’s look at the leaflet again, just to be clear;



ROTARY BOWELSCAN



Test Kits available at all participating pharmacies, only $10.



1st of June – 30thJune 2012.



I took time out of my day- in person on the 20th, and the 21st - to collect my Kit. According to the leaflet, this diligent forward planning should have given me nine clear days before expiry of the offer. That is, if one applies the normal rules of time and space.



Of course in the world of ‘charity’- normal rules do not apply. ‘Close enough’ and ‘whenever we get around to it’ seem to be the rule of thumb.



Would be nice if Bowel Cancer was as vague & inexact; sadly…it is not.



I checked the brochure again…just to be sure. And there was NO mention of ‘while stocks last’, or ‘limited supply’



This leaflet gives one the impression the hopes of getting a kit are safer than mother’s milk.

And yet- the chemist did not want to take a deposit, given that the chances of scoring a fresh kit in the foreseeable future seemed about the same as me becoming the Mayor.



The famous leaflet says- right at the bottom- “Keep this on your fridge!”



Why?  For what purpose?  As a work of Pop Art?? To keep the sprogs crayon drawings company?



It can’t be anything to do with reminding yourself to pick up a Bowelscan Kit.



BECAUSE THERE AREN’T ANY!!!



I know what you’re thinking; ‘So they sold out! So what?’



Well, I’m glad you asked. I’m sick of being promised things- & then upon seeking them out as directed- discovering they don’t exist. People generally come forward in good faith, based on such advertising; and increasingly these days likely to be disappointed and disillusioned.



Nothing is quite what it seems, anymore.



I tended to believe pretty much anything Rotary said, because they always have their logo on those signs outside towns & municipalities.



They have…or HAD the runs on the board; doing good works. Not anymore.



Life is HARD ENOUGH without this evasive, misleading rubbish.



I will remember this.  And lament the decline of the modern service organisation. No more charity for charities such as Rotary.  



“But John…” I hear you say…”You’re making a big deal over nothing!!”



Really?  Bowel Cancer?  What did it say in the Portland Observer to co-incide with this grand Bowel Scan Movement? ‘More than 5000 Australians die from bowel cancer every year and it is the most common internal cancer for people over 40 years of age.’


Nothing?



According to information from the Cancer Council Australia’s Cancer Education Programs, 90 per cent of cases detected early can be cured.’



Which, I guess is the point of issuing this goddamn kit in the first place.



Nice idea…if it actually worked.



‘But JOHN!!’ I hear them say “Go see a doctor if you can’t get a kit!!!”



OK.



Bowel Cancer is one of the most painful forms of suffering known to mankind. (Keep this under your hat; or they might ALL want one of these magic kits.)



We tend to live in denial of nasties such as these- especially if we feel ok.



Quite simply- we put these things off.



I seldom think to myself, ‘You know what?  It’s Friday Night. I might get a meal, have a few drinks, watch a movie, then nip into the doctor’s for a bit of work on the back door’.



And the point of this kit is to appeal to those in the high-risk category who feel fine, but want to be safe rather than sorry.



As you know, the symptoms do not always manifest. So the illness remains undetected.



And when pain comes, it is too late.



Knowing this…and NOT wanting to bother the doctor, we (especially the blokes) would rather pop into a shop, grab a kit, and pull off a bit of DIY sewerage work ourselves, rather than making a fuss at the already overworked clinics.



It’s kind of empowering. Like the old days, when we used to do things for ourselves, rather than hand-passing stuff off onto others. 



And it tends to satisfy that voice in our head…the one that says ‘you really ought to do this; this might be the visit that changes your life’.



Like a random tatts ticket.



If only getting the kit were as simple as a ticket in tats.



I went in…twice. And got nothing. Nada. Zippedy-doo-da.



Stats say by this stage- people like me will not bother again. And it might one day be too late. And it all might have been avoided.



Now- I might not be missed by many.  But there are a number of terrific people out there at risk of this bastard of a disease who WILL be missed. There are people out there much nicer than me, who NEVER complain or make a fuss when there is no kit. They just go away.



And they never come back.



Then they feel that pain in the gut.  And they die. Horribly.



Because the chemist had run out of kits. Or Rotary had not ‘dropped them off’.



Well, “its charity”; & everyone knows, that takes all the pain out of bowel cancer.



In a pig’s eye. Or, rather…ass. 



But I digress; let us return to the Chemist & the absurdist theatre that was my hunt for the elusive Bowelscan Kit.



Eventually, when the Chemist had finished telling me how I should be ashamed of myself for asking for something they only ever had out of the goodness of their hearts…



Not to mention regaling me with all the facts and figures about how many kits they used to have, the average rainfall on the plains in Spain and what have you…



Finally, she admitted they might not see any more. Ever.



& I got some useful advice. Try another chemist.



OK. That might have been more helpful than ‘come back tomorrow’ in the first place.



I decided to persist.  I was determined.



This was a pilgrimage of Arthurian proportions; a quest for the Holy Kit.



So I sallied forth to the Guardian Chemist, and asked for the much desir’d Grail of Life.



The BowelScan Kit.



“We have sold out.”



Christ.



“Can you come in tomorrow?” the second gatekeeper inquired. 



Gee-willikers. Unlikely.



I never want to hear the word ‘Kit ‘Bowel’, ‘Chemist’ or ‘Rotary’ again in my life.



I think I’d rather take my chances on something reliable. Like cancer. You have a better chance of getting the cancer than the kit.



As I drove home empty handed, I mused on how lucky some people are, having nothing better to do but play silly games with citizenry stupid enough to believe the leaflets.



What fun…to play patty-cake with ordinary hard working folk who genuinely want to participate in what seems like a reasonable, useful, sensible program…



Only to find they are indulging in a few frames of ‘Ring Around The Rosy’.



More bullshit.



As if we don’t get enough of it.



It mounts up so high- a person needs wings to remain aloft.



People say they don’t understand the Carbon Tax. Don’t feel bad; a lot of people don’t. And that is because it is built mostly on bullshit.



Like so many features of so-called modern civilisation. 



The hunt for the Bowelscan Kit turned out to be just more of the same bullshit.



Annoying, time consuming, soul destroying bullshit.



Who will compensate me for the lost time, queuing for…NADA??



I don’t want compensation; just a promise; an old fashioned, solemn undertaking.



Chemists…If you are not certain you can supply something- in other words, follow through on your promise- DON’T BOTHER!!



Stick to what you CAN do.



And Rotary? Stick to something you have an even chance of delivering on. Mowing lawns, or making signs with your logo on it. Not fridge leaflets that deliver empty promises, causing innocent bystanders to waste valuable life that could be put to better use.



You may have saved a life or two along the way in the past…but how many man hours have been wasted trying to find a BowelScan Kit that does not exist?



And how many frustrated, crestfallen people have died because they could not find a kit- and never bothered to try again??



Think about it.



Pretend this matters.



Pretend your WORD matters.



You do yourselves no credit trumpeting a service you have no hope supplying, or sustaining.



Luckily government and the corporations have prepared us for the peddling of such bullshit.



Now our ‘service’ organisations are engaging in the self-same bullshit.



Rotary failed to provide a service as promised.



The Chemist tried to cover this shortfall with five kinds of bullshit.



Shame on you.



Think this doesn’t matter? Storm in a teacup?



Try watching someone died a painful death from bowel cancer. & then tell me this does not really matter, because it’s Rotary, & it’s for charity.

& while we are at it- we can hang our heads & lament; offering up epitaphs for all those poor souls, not to mention charity organisations…



That have died in the ass. 

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