Ben Goldacre explains at length how pretty much everything about drug
research and selection is rotten.
This book is a polemic and a call to action, which is generally
the source of its problems as well as its good points. The basic
information is solid, but it's written in a highly emotional manner
(Goldacre keeps pointing out how angry he is, which gets fairly
tedious), it's often repetitive, especially later in the book, and
inconvenient details sometimes get skated over in the effort to
provide a single consistent message. There's often an artificial
dichotomy: people are either Evil Drug Company Stooges or Honest Brave
Researchers. I think you'll find it's a bit more complicated than
that.
A very brief summary of the content: it transpires that trials are
poorly designed, biased, and selectively and misleadingly reported,
regulators are underinformed, and doctors are lied to and bribed to
select preferred drugs. (One wonders slightly how it is that the
various companies don't cancel each other out in their efforts to get
their drug prescribed more.)
In a curious divergence from the main thrust of the book, Goldacre
spends a chapter explaining how he's in in favour of NHS data sets
being made much more easily available to researchers; a little later
he points out how drug companies already take shameless advantage of
the data they can get, for example identifying individual doctors or
patients by merging study data with public information and advertising
to them directly. Are "researchers" somehow to be separated from "drug
companies"? Goldacre even believes that anonymisation of data can
work; that's a charmingly naïf viewpoint, but was sadly out of date
even in 2012, and his support for the care.data plan earlier this year
suggests that he's still talking well outside his area of competence.
There are all sorts of small annoyances. It's all very well to say
that medical advertising exists solely to distort any possible
evidence-based practice, but how is this any more true here than of
any other sort of advertising? Medical advertising is no more uniquely
horrid than any other. Describing Elsevier as a "respected
international academic publisher" may just about have been tenable in
2012, I suppose; anyone who'd call them that now does it because he
wants something from them. There are elementary mathematical errors
("a quarter of [...] revenue is spent on marketing [...] We pay 25 per
cent more than we need to"). No, that's 33 per cent.
And of course there's nothing from the industry perspective. I don't
mean the usual self-serving excuses, which certainly are covered here,
but the elephant in the big pharma room: the number of new drugs that
are worth bringing even as far as a stage 3 trial just keeps going
down each year, and so the development cost per new drug actually made
available keeps increasing (along with the incentive for companies to
milk as much money out of it as possible, and out of copycats to get a
fake extension on patent life). Reading
Derek Lowe is recommended.
This is fine as a bloody rag to be waved from the battlements, but
it's certainly not the last word on the subject. I hope this will be
the most depressing book I read this year (it's edging out
Chickenhawk and Save the Cat so far).
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