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If you want to read about sleaze, corruption, opportunists, and useful fools, Tom Wolfe’s cynical 1987 masterpiece, “Bonfire of the Vanities” has it all.
Or you can follow the story of how flibanserin, aka “Female Viagra” made it from the scrapheap of a legitimate drug company to a very different kind of company, and ultimately to the drug store, where it never belonged in the first place. Better still, no one is buying it—something I could have told you (and did) over a year ago. How this all played out is somewhere between ironic and hilarious.
The fact that Wolfe popped into my mind during the death throes of what may be the stupidest drug ever approved is no coincidence. Wolfe’s premise, that nothing gets done for the right reason, describes this scummy episode just about perfectly.
(Flibanserin was intended to restore libido and make sex more pleasurable in — mostly — postmenopausal women.)
And speaking of scum, Valeant, a drug company that exists just slightly below head lice on the food chain of life, ended up being the ultimate sucker in this unseemly affair — something that is just too funny, especially given some of the nonsense that its executives have tried to pull off.
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