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Chapter 3:
Alpha Omega Labs
The Triumph of Medical Science Over Politics & Greed
From Inception to The FDA Raid & Closedown
"Men are not governed by justice, but by law or persuasion.
When they refuse to be governed by law or persuasion, they
have to be governed by force or FRAUD, or both."
George Bernard Shaw
1
British Dramatist
1856-1950
"There is no such thing,
at this date of the world’s history, in America, as an independent press.
You know it and I know it . . . The business of the Journalist is
to destroy truth; To lie outright; To pervert; To vilify; To fawn at
the feet of mammon, and to sell his country and his race for his daily
bread. You know it and I know it and what folly is this toasting an
independent press? We are the tools and vassals for rich men behind
the scenes. We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we
dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property
of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes."
John Swinton
Former Chief of Staff
"The New York Times"
Circa 1880
"For the thing which
I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of
is come unto me."
Book of Job 3:25
2
"All that is necessary for the triumph of evil
is for good men to do nothing."
Edmund Burke
 hortly
after I met Dr. Russell Jordan, I decided
to put his formulas to the test by creating a direct
sales company. Based in Lake Charles, the experiment
was short-lived: Lifeline Sciences, Inc. did not last
more than twelve months, and it probably failed due to
my own stupidity more than anything else. The project
was underfunded for one thing. Also, I brought on partners
who spent more time quarreling and arguing about what piece
of the pie they were going to get, instead of working the
business to make sure there was a real pie to argue
about. So, there were a number of factors that drove
it into the ground. I felt like a complete fool when
the project ran out of money and faded into oblivion.
I lost money and so did friends who I had encouraged
to invest in the business. Those are the failed
projects that hurt the most.
 Not
long thereafter I was approached by another
businessman, Mr. Richard Ross of Watersmeet, Michigan.
Even without my help, Ross had heard about a "zinc
chloride and bloodroot formula that cured cancer"
from somebody (if you can believe this) who started
chatting with him while he was filling his car with
gas at a service station.
 I couldn't help but sense purpose in the
synchronicity.
 Under
meager funding from Richard, I created
Lenex Laboratories and decided to call the new escharotic
topical, HerbVeil 8. I can't tell you where the names
came from, as I can Cansema. They just popped in my
head. The "Veil" part, at least subconsciously, most
probably came from my understanding that I was working
with formulas, in their many variations, that had been
kept secret by so many people, for so many years.
From 1992 to 1994, Cathryn (my wife) and I worked
with Richard, we manufactured his products, used our
printing company to produce all his literature, and
shipped his products from my offices in Lake Charles.
We did mailings, advertised in "The Spotlight" (2),
and even ran an unsuccessful national ad campaign
with "The Thrifty Nickel."
 Richard
Ross travelled to promote the product
and did the really hard part: he collected all the
money. Once again I ended up becoming victimized
by my own stupidity. One morning I got a call from
our bank (then Calcasieu Marine Bank, since merged
with Hibernia National Bank in Lake Charles) telling
me that a check had bounced from our Lenex account.
I knew that wasn't possible. We had more than enough
in the account to cover the check. Further investigation
revealed that Richard had written himself a $10,000
check without telling us, leaving us with well
under $1,000. I was finally beginning to learn
my lesson.
 In 1994,
Cathryn and I started Alpha Omega
Laboratories. I wanted a name that would reflect my
all emcompassing desire to find more "suppressed
technology" products from the history of medicine
that had been similarly kept under wraps. The
name is also a reference to a passage from the
Book of Revelations. Ours was to be the "beginning"
and the "end" of medical research.
 We
knew that Cansema Salve had its internal
applications and even while running Lifeline Sciences
and Lenex Laboratories we would get calls from
people who would tell us, "Are you aware that this
stuff cures cancer internally?" We would respectfully
and gently demur -- primarily because we were "over
the top" as it was as a topical. Did we really want
to come right out and tell people it was okay to
swallow a product with a known caustic? Nonetheless,
this was to begin an onslaught of comments on the
products effectiveness for internal use that continue
to this day WITHOUT any encouragement from our side.
In fact, we created separate products that were
weaker, when used for internal purposes, than
the Cansema Salve. Cansema Tonic I consisted of
zinc chloride, chapparal, rhubarb, burdock,
buckthorn, red clover, purple lapacho, and
ascorbal palmitate. There were several versions
we used over time. One with alcohol; another
with honey to taste. But this was essentially it.
 A later
incarnation, called
Cansema Tonic III,
utilized a special extrusion method and consisted
of aloe vera extract (for the acemannans),
andrographic peniculata, graviola (Annona
muricata), neem (Azadirachta indica A. Jus),
chapparal (Larrea mexicata), and hydronium
solution (another inventive product that would
get me into trouble with the U.S. FDA).
 The company was quite
small at first.
 We
probably did no more than $200 to $300
per month. We did no advertising and survived
primarily through word of mouth.
 In
early 1995 it became obvious to me
that the internet was going to become a very
big phenomenon in American business. I had already
been using an advanced hypertext tool called
HyperWriter by NTERGAID to author a complete compendium
on herbal preparations I called "Herbapaedia."
I was sold on hypertext as an authoring and
communcations concept long before the worldwide
web came to be.
 In
March, 1995, I bought a book on HTML,
learned the language, and that summer
I created two websites: one for a food
company I had founded in 1986 and was still
running (Lumen Foods) and one for Alpha Omega
Labs. The first two domains were lumenfds.com
and altcancer.com, respectively. I created an
office in the Bahamas to handle both domestic
and international sales calls and inquiries,
and I used my office in Lake Charles to ship
product. I manufactured virtually all our
products initially.
 As
time progressed, so did the internet,
the HTML language, the web user base, and its
commercial viability,
and so did Alpha Omega Labs. Over the next
eight years I built the company to 350 products,
many of them from unusual sources of information
I gained from my worldwide travels. Basically,
my work was derivative. The particulars came from others
who trusted me to "pass on their knowledge," and
when I told people I created Alpha Omega Labs,
they knew they could trust me. Like Paracelsus,
my best information, the truest and most useful
knowledge, came from places you would least
expect to find something valuable. The farther
one reached away from organized medicine, the
more valuable the information became -- even though
you had to work harder to separate out the truly
efficacious systems of thought and practice from
the quackery. (And I use that word -- "quackery" --
in a very different sense than does organized
medicine. My definition is simple and to the point:
If something "works," if it is safe and effective --
which almost invariably also means, it will be
nominal in cost -- than it is "true medicine."
If it either isn't effacious, isn't safe, or exists
because of its ability to impose financial servitude
on an unsuspecting public, than its quackery. By
that definition, the AMA, NCI, ACS, FDA, together
with the pharmaceutical companies, have been
perpetuators of the most aggregious, notorious
schemes of quackery in recorded history).
 It
was as if God had so constructed the earth
so that the best in life was invested in poorest and
meanest of the earth, and the most misleading
information was left to satisfy the cravings
of the rich and powerful.
 In
August, 2003, about nine years after
Cathryn and I created Alpha Omega Labs, I found
myself sitting in the law office of Michael
Chebat, an attorney in Belize. I wasn't
in Belize City just for legal advice. I was
there to try to work out a deal with Providence
Bank for the handling of my credit card transactions
and to look into moving the entire Alpha Omega
operation. Michael was still busy when I came
to his offices directly from the Belize City
airport, so I went off to meet with my contacts
at Providence. When I came back, Michael
brought me into his conference room for our
meeting.
 I pulled
out a $100 bill and told him
I needed less than an hour of his time. In no
more than five minutes time -- just long
enough to tell Michael that I was an herbalist
who was looking for a place to operate
that wasn't so hostile to alternative medicine --
he interrupted my well planned speach.
 "You
understand, Mr. Caton, that Lisa Shoman,
is my legal partner, right?"
 "Yes,
I know that," I replied. "I read
it on the internet." What I didn't add is that
he was my first choice BECAUSE of this connection.
 "And
so you know that Lisa is currently
the Belize's ambassador to the United States,
right?"
 "Yes,"
I said, not knowing what to expect next.
 Michael
then took my business card and
$100 bill and slowly slide it back across the
table in my direction.
 "I
will refer you to another attorney
who can help you."
 Just
around the corner from Michael Chabot's
law office, not even a five minute walk, is
the law office of Emil Arguelles. Michael
let me call his law office and arrange a quick
appointment. I was able to see him within an hour.
 Upon
being seated in his office, I went
through the same routine. I handed Emil my
business card and a $100 bill.
 Again,
I wasn't even five minutes into my
speech, and probably more like three, when Emil
interrupted me with something even more unexpected.
 "Have
you read this?" he said, waving
a small stack of papers on his desk.
 "Have I what?"
I replied, startled.
 "The
Patriot Act ... have you read the Patriot Act?"
 "No,
I haven't. Why? Should I?"
 "You
see, this is what I don't understand,"
he continued. "You Americans are seeing your
civil rights disappear right in front of you.
It's why so many of you are down here. Those
of us here in Central America see it. We
understand it because we have been on the blunt
receiving end of the Monroe Doctrine for almost
200 years. What we don't understand is why
YOU don't see it ... "
 At
that point I was perplexed. I didn't
know this man very well and so I'm thinking to
myself, "If I let this guy go on like this, is
this billable time?" Immediately, I draw a line
in the sand. I had come here with specific
legal questions I wanted answered and I wasn't
about to let this man distract me with some
political discourse that did nothing to
further answering legal questions to which
I needed relevant answers. Emil graciously
got the hint and answered all my questions.
Not only that, he had his brother drive me all
the way to San Ignacio (in Cayo District) to
visit an herbalist he told me about -- for
a modest $300. I got to spend time with the
local herbal guru (Henry Guy), and even
though I missed well-known fellow herbalist
and author, Rosita Arvigo (she was lecturing
in Europe at the time), I felt the time was
very well spent.
 On my final
evening in Belize City (I stayed at the Princess Hotel,
right on the beach), I thought back for a moment
on my brief time with Emil. And for a moment,
just a moment, I reflected on that famous quote
from Thomas Jefferson, "A society that will trade
a little liberty for a little order will
deserve neither and lose both." But again --
it was just a fleeting moment.
 The next
day, I returned to the U.S. feeling I was making
solid progress in moving Alpha Omega Labs,
once and for all, into safer offshore
environs.
 In
looking back, I realize now that I should
have done less talking and done more listening.
 Wittingly
or unwittingly, Emil Arguelles
was trying to warn me, and I should have heeded
his warning. I paid a heavy price for not listening
and paying attention to such auspicous synchronicity.
September 17, 2003.
 It
is a date I will never forget. As much
as I try, I can NEVER forget it. One year prior,
a long time employee, Clifford Bertrand, came into
my office with an unseeming piece of trivia.
 "Do
you know what today is?" he asked.
 "I have
no idea, but I'm sure you'll tell me," I said.
 "Clif"
was and is a Civil War buff. I knew
right away that I was going to hear about this or
that naval battle or engagement on land, maybe the
signing of a peace treaty. The funny thing was,
I couldn't ever remember him coming to me before
with a trivia question about a date before.
 "The
Battle of Antietam. September 17, 1862.
The bloodiest day in U.S. history. Over 23,000
Americans died in just one day -- partly because
both sides were American ... "
 Clif
went on and on, but I had already
tuned him out. It wasn't important to me.
Just like Emil's comments on the Patriot Act
eleven months later. They weren't important to
me, either.
 I should have been listening.
September 17, 2003.
 The morning was filled with a light, fall
breeze, and when I opened our back door I could
feel the dry air, a repreive from the damp
humidity that can make living in Southern
Louisiana so uncomfortable throughout most of
the year.
 Cathryn
and I had watched television
downstairs that morning ... and had coffee ...
and made love ... and talked about our
goals for the day. Then she and our son,
Myron, went to the gym while I stayed home
to finish a web article article I was composing.
 At
about 8:30 p.m. I heard the doorbell
ring. I was upstairs in my study, so I ran
downstairs to answer the back door. I was in
my navy blue bathrobe and underwear -- and
as I turned into the kitchen, I could see
three agents at my back door.
 I undid
the bolt lock and opened
the door. They appeared to me to be local
police and since I had had false alarms
before with our security company, I honestly
thought that this may be a security issue.
 "Are
you Gregory James Caton?" asked
the lead officer. "Yes, I am ... "
"We're
going to have to ask you to
step outside."
At
that moments agents descended
from I don't know where, around the bushes,
the side of the house... I don't even know
how many there were -- perhaps a dozen,
maybe more.
Almost
immediately I was handcuffed
with my hands behind my back and told
that it was more for my own protection -- (one
of the biggest lies in law enforcement.) At that
point I asked for a copy of the Search Warrant
and could I call my lawyer. I was handed
two pieces of paper which identified my home as
the location where a search would take place
but not the Search Warrant itself. Again,
I asked for a copy of the Search Warrant
and I asked to call my attorney.
I was
told that I had no right to
call my attorney and when I asked why, I was
told that I wasn't arrested. I was only
being "detained."
Then
I was brought into my own kitchen,
and made to sit on one of our dining room
chairs with two armed officers directly
in front of me in the kitchen.
"I want
to call my attorney!"
Dead silence.
"When
will I be able to call my attorney!"
"You're
not arrested, you're only
being detained. You don't have to call
your attorney," came the robotic reply.
When
I again raised the issue of
seeing a Search Warrant, I was told that
a case officer would be coming to my home
soon and then I would be able to get a
copy of the Search Warrant.
Suddenly
another officer emerged
from behind the downstairs bedroom that
leads to the kitchen. "Do you have any
guns in the house?" I thought the question
was an odd one. When the raid first
began, I overheard an officer ask me,
"Where's the battery acid?" I got the
distinct impression that the question
was rhetorical. It was obvious that
I wasn't expected to answer, nor was the
question repeated. It was at that point
that I realized that the FDA had used
false information about one of my
products,
H3O, as a basis for conducting
a raid. I knew this because the manufacturer
of the product, Steve Wurzburger, with
HPT Research in Grass Valley, California,
had told me that if improperly tested,
one could get the idea that this product
was battery acid because of its low
pH and small sulphuric acid content.
But now a line of query began that centered
on weapons. Once again I said, "Before
anything else goes on, I want to speak
to my attorney."
Again,
the robotic answer: "You're
not entitled to an attorney. You're a
detainee."
How
did they know that
my wife and I had firearms? (In preparing
for possible Y2K disturbances, my wife
had purchased -- entirely legally and in
her name -- a series of firearms and
three crates of ammunition. Two of the
firearms had come from a local law enforcement
officer, Keith Holland, who owned his own
gun shop.) My most immediate concern
was that I didn't want to get caught making
an untruthful statement to federal agents.
That would mean prison time in and of itself.
Again,
I asked to speak with my attorney.
Again,
I was denied.
As
the minutes passed, it became
apparent to me that the law enforcement
officials in my home were growing impatient,
and made even more belligerent by the fact
that I kept requesting the assistance of
my legal counsel (Richard Moreno, whose
office was only 0.3 miles from my home).
After
a series of verbal exchanges,
I finally revealed the location of my wife's
"security vault" -- a built-in closet where
she kept firearms and related security
gear. Only then was I then granted the
right to make a phone call to my attorney.
I was
moved to the west end of my own
dining room table, near a phone. At that point,
a man came up to me and introduced himself.
"My name is Don Dixon, and I'm the chief of
the Lake Charles Police Department. If you
don't tell us the location of any other
weapons, we'll tear this house up, rip up
the flooring and tear down the walls."
My wife and
seven year old son, Myron, arrived back from the gym.
As they got out of the car, our neighbor, Ann, in a stroke
of enormous forethought, grabbed Myron and
took him into their home. She knew how
devastated he would be if he observed what was
going on.
After
about 20 minutes time, at which
point the law enforcement officials felt they
had gotten just about all the information they
could extract from me, I was allowed to call
my attorney. Richard immediately left his
law office and came to the house. At about
the same time, the assistant district attorney
assigned to handle the case, Larry Regan,
showed up, as well. Neither man was present
for more than five minutes when it was announced
that I was immediately being arrested for
weapons charges, due to my "prior" federal
offense (2). I was taken upstairs and allowed
to charge from my bathrobe into street clothes.
As
I was being lead outside, I could see
the local news team waiting (KPLC) so they
could gather "perp walk" fodder for the
evening news. I was then put in a police
car and driven to a holding cell at the
federal courthouse, near downtown
Lake Charles.
Life in a Louisiana
parish jail, I am told, is fairly on par with most third
world countries. There are as many as 26 men crammed into
a holding space, with three showers, three open stainless
steel toilets, and a small locker for each man. At least
that's how it is at CCC (Calcasieu Correctional Center --
and, by the way, it's pronounced "CAL' - kuh - shoe").
Five days later I was
granted a "detainment hearing." I wasn't particularly
concerned about the outcome. I felt confident that
I would be allowed to go home. Fourteen years earlier
my business partner, Carl Hubert, called the Secret
Service and convinced them that I was "forcing" him
to make counterfeit $100 bills on our color copy machine
at one of my other businesses: Copy Magic.
The truth was that George Ackerson, a shareholder of my
food company at the time, wanted to see if the copy
machine would make something that looked like money.
In the single most stupidest thing I ever did, I attempted
to gaff him off by running an 11" x 17" sheet of his
bills through the machine to prove that the registration
was impossible and he should forget the idea altogether.
Left to its own designs, Ackerson would simply have
left more educated and less delusional. Instead,
Carl Hubert succeeded in using my experimental "proof"
to get him out of our joint copy business. It worked.
However, even then the presiding judge in that, my
first altercation with the law in 1989, granted me
freedom under my own recognizance. (At the conclusion
of the case I was given no prison time and three
years probation.)
This time
was different.
The prosecution
insisted I was a flight risk using a concatenation
of fantastic statements concerning my character and
intentions that were nothing short of deliberate
perjury. Agents told the judge I owned guns with
the intention of shooting federal agents. They
told the judge that I had not one, not two, but
THREE passports -- that I was a pilot -- that I had
just flown the previous month -- that I had a tape
of Waco in my library (the implication being that
I was another aspiring David Koresh) . . .
I asked my
new criminal attorney, Lewis Unglesby, if they could
get away with a whole hearing full of perjurious
statements like that. He looked at me as if to
say, "Where have you been?" and told me, in so many
words, that this was standard procedure.
I was held
for the next six weeks at "CCC" and then moved
from Lake Charles to "LPCC" (Lafayette Parish
Correctional Center) in Lafayette -- about 70 miles
to the West. I stayed there from October 24th, 2003
until May 27th, 2004. During that time I was
charged with "weapons" violations, which were later
dropped and replaced by FDA charges and massive
asset confiscation -- effectively taking properties
away from my family that had nothing whatsoever
to do with the herbal business. In fact, two
of the three properties that the DOJJ took from
us were purchased years before the products
mentioned in the pleading were ever introduced
into trade.
This wasn't
about punishment for criminal activity. This
was about the use of mafia-style tactics to
obtain assets. With "weapons" charges, the
Government could have gone for a longer prison
sentence. But more than anything else they wanted
money; they wanted assets; like pirates looting
ships and islands throughout the Carribean,
they just wanted to "come home" and celebrate
the rapacious scooping up of stolen property
using an argument that wasn't simply ludicrous,
but whose underlying premises was knowingly
fictitious.
During the negotiations,
federal prosecutors made clear that if I did not cooperate
with their scheme, they were going to imprison, my wife,
Cathryn. Later, I was told by not less than a half dozen
attorneys, civil and criminal, that this is just standard
operating procedure. We were also threatened with RICO
charges and the use of massive government resources to
prosecute their case. Their response: standard operating
procedure. My employees were threatened as well, as they
would be brought in as "unindicted co-conspirators."
Their response: standard operating procedure. I was told
that when they were finished, neither I, nor my family,
would have much of any assets left. Their response:
standard operating procedure.
Having my wife behind
bars -- in the same state that I was -- would mean that our
7 year-old son would be orphaned and a ward of the state.
We could not allow that, so we made my brother-in-law, Neil,
my son's guardian, and sent our son off, 300 miles away,
to live in a small farm community. He spent the first
semester of his entire second grade with Neil, until we
could be reasonably certain that federal agents would
not come in the night and take Cathryn away. Frankly,
we had no reason to believe that this is not what
agents were planning to do, given their clearly stated
intentions.
The Epiphany
After I arrived
in Lafayette, I had to struggle initially with the
pains of separation. In Lake Charles, Cathryn was
a ten minute drive away. It was hard seeing her
just once a week, separated by a sheet of thick
glass, but at least it was manageable.
Author's Note: I had
a very hard time writing this chapter. It was very
emotional for me and there were times it was enough to
eke out a sentence or two. All the chapters of
this book remain incomplete, in varying degrees, but
this chapter,
and Chapter 15
remain the most incomplete. I will finish it
while in prison.
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Ultimately, There's
Justice For None
 The vast majority of U.S. citizens
have a "smiley face" opinion of our criminal justice system -- largely due
to a spoon-fed diet of TV justice that does not remotely reflect the current
state of the system today. At a time when civil rights are eroding
by the day, every U.S. citizen should know that
(and most of this we saw first hand):
Prosecutors may knowingly file charges against innocent persons for a crime that never occurred
(Tenth Circuit Federal Court of Appeal in Norton v. Liddell, 620 F.2d 1375 (1980)).
Prosecutors may knowingly offer perjured testimony
(Ninth Circuit Federal Court of Appeal in Jones v. Shankland, 800 F.2d 1310 (1987))
Prosecutors may knowingly use false testimony and suppress evidence
(United States Supreme Court in Imbler v. Pachtman, 424 U.S. 409 (1976)).
Prosecutors may violate civil rights in initiating prosecution and presenting case
(United States Supreme Court in Imbler v. Pachtman, 424 U.S. 409 (1976)).
Immunity extends to all activities closely associated with litigation or potential litigation
(Second Circuit Federal Court of Appeal in Davis v. Grusemeyer, 996 F.2d 617 (1993))
Prosecutors may file charges without any investigation
(Eighth Circuit Federal Court of Appeal in Myers v. Morris, 810 F.2d 1337 (1986))
Prosecutors may file charges outside of their jurisdiction
(Also, Eighth Circuit Federal Court of appeal in Myers v. Morris, 810 F.2d 1337 (1986))
Prosecutors can suppress exculpatory evidence
(Fifth Circuit Federal Court of Appeal in Henzel v. Gertstein, 608 F.2d 654 (1979))
Prosecutors are immune from lawsuit for conspiring with judges to determine the outcome of judicial proceedings
(Ninth Circuit Federal Court of Appeal in Ashelman v. Pope, 793 F.2d 1072 (1986)).
 I can take no credit for
researching any of this -- in fact, I shamefully lifted it off
James Kimball's
harrowing site -- (under his link, marked
" government
employee immunities"). Incidentally, Kimball's is
another tragic case of FDA misjustice
(read his
detailed
declaration). His site is well
worth reading, even if you don't agree with every single item
on it.
 In addition, I am able to
add a few more revelations based on my eyewitness experience:
 Prosecutors can and will
confiscate nearly all liquidable assets from you
before even filing a charge -- making it enormously difficult
for you to defend yourself.
 Create
fabulous storyline fabrications to keep you
behind bars on the pretense that you are a
"flight risk".
 Threaten
your family members while you're in prison.
 Will
(and did in my case) have defendents
plea to charges where the underlying "harm"
could not possibly have occurred.
It isn't a matter of whether
or not the "crime" could have been committed by
the defendant. In my case, my pleading
included a victim by name (Sue Gilliatt)
and the alleged product ( H3O) wherein the
alleged "event" could not possibly have
occurred -- why? because Sue Gilliatt
admits under oath that she never even
used the product. Even if she did, the
product does not have the properties
NECESSARY to have caused the damage.
During my "sentencing" phase, the prosecution
changed tactics and started pointing to
Cansema Salve
as the cause of the damage -- based
on claims concerning the chemical properties
of zinc chloride that are patently
untrue.
Source Documents
Background:
The two civil
cases that the U.S. Food & Drug Administraiton
chose to use as justification for raiding and
destroying the Alpha Omega Labs operation
were both vexatious. In the "Texas Case,"
involving a woman named Sharon Lee,
the claim was made that an osteopathic
doctor named Dr. Charles Smith had used
the Alpha Omega Labs' product,
H3O
and had been burned by the product. Not only did the
occurrence not happen, but our H3O was not even
CAPABLE of harming human tissue. It is non-corrosive
and non-caustic. In fact, I have drunk the
product at pure strength (pH 0). Not only is it
non-corrosive, but at full strength, when mixed with
an alkaline, it will not yield an exothermic reaction --
a chief characteristic of a true "strong acid."
 As a result of
my insurance company's refusal to pay Sharon Lee or
her attorney, Peter Malouf, the latter ran to the FDA
to see if he could get their assistance in winning
his lawsuit. They were happy to oblige. In the end,
Malouf and his client got $500,000 -- $67,500 from my
insurance company, and the balance from the doctor
and the hospital where her surgery had been
performed.
 In the second
case, a nurse named Sue Gilliatt sued Alpha Omega Labs
claiming that EITHER our
Cansema
OR product from another defendent "took (her) nose off."
Although she testified in
her deposition that one or
the other product cured her cancer (see p. 38 / 39), she contends
that she was suing because she believed that
Cansema took off healthy tissue, thought she
could provide no reasonable answer as to why
thought that.
 The documents below
concern three facets, all covered in this chapter:
- Government documents related to my criminal case
and news reports, using news release material put out
by the Justice Dept., that demonstrate that they deliberately
put out false information into the media in the
aftermath of both my pleading and sentencing.
- Documents involving the Sharon Lee case.
- Documents involving the Sue Gilliatt case.
The Criminal Case
 The following
links are documents, web sites, or articles
related to the closing of Alpha Omega Labs:
KATC3
news report (Lafayette, La. / web link) -- Headline: "Internet medicine
company head gets 33 months." As so many things in my case,
the lies out of the prosecutor's office even on a news release this
simple is staggering. First of all, the "Texas case"
(Sharon Lee) involves a woman who never even used our
salve. She used our H3O; see below.

And we "made" $950,000? Well, actually we grossed
that much over several years; gross sales and net profit
are a little different, guys . . . oh, never mind.
The Government? Understand Accounting 101? What could
I possibly be thinking.

As to Cansema Salve -- it NEVER contained
any sulphuric acid. . . EVER . . . The prosecutor's office can't even
get the products straight. "Federal officials have said
none of Alpha Omega's claims about its products had been
substantiated through testing." Another incredible lie.
H3O had extensive testing done by its manufacturer and
was even EPA approved. As for Cansema Salve -- the results
of over 100 years of testing on zinc-chloride based
escharotics in their effects in getting rid of
skin cancer is not enough? Just who could possibly
be that stupid. By the way, the dishonesty and corruption
that oozes out of this document is just too rich.
It needs to be save. If they take down the link
above, here's
the PDF file.
CBS 11 --
(PDF file: 6/30/04); "Herbal Remedy Maker Pleads Guilty to Fraud." This
Dallas / Fort Smith had an enormous interest in the story
from the start because of they worked closely with Plaintiff
Attorney, Peter Malouf, to produce a false story about the
dangers of H3O. I spoke to Ginger Allen myself -- twice --
and it was obvious that she and Malouf were coordinated
in their activities.
Advertiser
(PDF file: Lafayette, LA; 8/25/04) post sentencing news article --
"Company chief sentenced for selling fake
cancer cure"
U.S.
Dept. of Justice press release (PDF file: see pg. 3 of 13;
8/24/04). You have to compare the content of this news release
with what really happened to get a full flavor of how fully
invested the Dept. of Justice is in creating language to make
things sound as bad as possible. The sheer audacity of the
lies in this document was a huge motivator for me to get the
"facts" out at all cost. If the people who composed this
document -- or the portion pertaining to my case -- made a
simple mistake, or accidentally got some information wrong --
that would be one thing. But there is no way that this
information could have been generated without DOJJ people
KNOWING that the information was false -- just as they could
not have composed my pleading without knowing that key
elements within the document could not have possibly have
happened.
WAFB9
coverage in Baton Rouge, LA -- 8/25/04. Title:
"Internet Medicine Co. Head Going to Jail." And then
the headline: " ... The head of a Lake Charles company that
sold alternative medicines over the Internet has been sentenced
to 33 months in federal prison for defrauding customers
and skirting federal health laws." ... The interesting
thing is that the federal agents investigating my case
knew good and well that I never once "defrauded" a
customer. Again --- more fantasyland diatribes
for the media.
Chris Gupta
(PDF file: BB-style alternative web page). Interesting tidbits
on the case in the aftermath of my sentencing.
Sue Gilliatt
Sue Gilliatt
deposition (7/22/04)
WishTV
(Indianapolis) -- "Herbal Nightmare - Part I" --
Interview given by Sue Gilliatt to the local media.
Interestingly, in
her deposition
(p. 114-115), Sue Gilliatt says that she was misquoted
in the interview.
Sharon Lee
Index
of Medical Records (billing), and
summary
of treatment
Lumen
Food Corp's Original Answer,
First
Amended Answer, and
Special
Exception filing
-- Since even my
family's food company was sued when my herbal company
sold H3O to Dr. Charles Smith, D.O., who, in turn, was
sued by a patient for using it.
Donald J. Coney, M.D. --
oral deposition -- Taken 1/29/04). I include this deposition
so that those interested in the case can see just how easy it is
to get mindless, "expert" testimony to excoriate a medical
practitioner / defendent. Coney condemns Dr. Smith for having
used "H3O" -- a proven non-caustic, non-corrosive cleaning agent --
as though every item a physician uses or touches (presumably
even herbal or vitamin supplements) should go through all
the rigors of FDA testing. A real 216-page journey through
the labyrinth of the legally absurd -- and it gives you a
greater feel for why medicine is so screwed up today.
For the next
three files, all marked with 'green box icons,' you will need
"e-Transcript PTX
viewer software",
since they are PTX files.
Andrew
Armstrong deposition.
Sharon
Lee deposition.
Wayne
Snodgrass deposition.
First Supplemental
Designation of Expert Witnesses --
Marked our retaining of Dr. Marland Dean Dulaney, Jr., a toxicology
expert, to testify
that H3O is non-corrosive, non-caustic and that the Plaintiff
used a different product in its testing;
the expected testimony of Homer Jacobs, M.D., an expert OB/GNY,
who reported that "the post-operative complications experienced
by the Plaintiff were in no way caused by the use of H3O on
Plaintiff and that H3O did not cause or contribute to damages
alleged by Plaintiff; Ernest P. Williams, on the skullduggery
used by the Plaintiff including testing of a different H3O;
Craig Johnson and/or Richard Danielson, on test results of
our H3O that conflict with the "test results" produced by
Malouf; lastly, my wife, Cathryn Caton, N.D., and myself.
Our Motion
for Partial Summary Judgement
Our First
Supplemental Response to Request for Disclosure
Our Second
Supplemental Response to Request for Disclosure
Our Third
Supplemental Response to Request for Disclosure
Our Fourth
Supplemental Response to Request for Disclosure
Our Fifth
Supplemental Response to Request for Disclosure
Objections
to Request for Production -- produced after Plaintiff
produced a ridiculous, onerous production request.
Original
Third Party Action -- This was one action of which I wasn't
supportive, simply because it wasn't the manufacturer's fault,
either. All representations made by myself and the manufacturer
were all true. Nonetheless, the attorneys were insistent.
Leave for
Motion to File Third Party Action.
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