DDT, harmless for man - got banned and millions of 3rd world kids died from that, from the Malaria. It is needed against the Aede Aegypti mosquito to prevent an epidemic - and save Brazil 2016
Not afraid to put his mouth where his moxie was, J. Gordon Edwards took to swallowing a tablespoon of DDT on stage before every lecture on the subject. In September 1971, Esquire magazine pictured Edwards doing just that. The accompanying text explained that Edwards had “eaten 200 times the normal human intake of DDT.” He did not even consider this gesture risky. In the one year of 1959, for instance, unprotected workmen had applied 60,000 tons of DDT to the inside walls of 100 million houses. Neither the 130,000 workmen or the 535 million people living in the sprayed houses had experienced any adverse effects.
Today, more than 40 years after Carson’s death, the struggle over DDT use continues. One Western country after another followed America’s lead and outlawed the chemical. In his bold and meticulously documented 2004 novel, “State of Fear,” Michael Crichton describes this ban as “arguably the greatest tragedy of the 20th century” and provides the mortality statistics to back up his claim.
Like Crichton, J. Gordon Edwards was not afraid to tackle the naturalist establishment. He cited the 500 million saved lives that the National Academy of Sciences attributed to DDT. He echoed the World Health Organization’s affirmation that no substance had ever proved more beneficial to man. And then he dared to question publicly why Rachel Carson and her followers chose to ignore the undeniable human benefits of DDT.
In Carson’s case, the answer is apparent on every other page of “Silent Spring.” Straightforward as always, Edwards describes the Carson philosophy as a “lack of concern for human lives.” She could vividly describe the death of a bird, notes Edwards, but nowhere in the book does she even think to describe the death of a human by an insect-borne disease.
For the record, the research activities of this DDT-eating scientist finally caught up with him. Edwards died of a heart attack while climbing Divide Mountain at Glacier National Park, where he held the unofficial title as the patron saint of climbing. He was 84 years old.
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