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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


Shortly 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.


Footnotes

  1. http://www.nonstopenglish.com/reading/quotations/k_Fraud.asp
  2. The Holy Bible, Authorized King James Version, The Zondervan Corporation, 1983; Job 3:25; p. 409.
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.
Sue Gilliatt
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:
  1. 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.
  2. Documents involving the Sharon Lee case.
  3. 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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