I hate cancer. No, I mean I really hate it.

Cancer sucks.

I can’t tell you how many people and people’s lives have been touched by cancer. I can think of two people currently in treatment. I can think of at least four who have died recently because of cancer. I can’t even remember how many have died in my lifetime from this plague.

Cancer sucks. If God ever has an election, I vote against cancer.

I just watched a video of a young woman doing a karaoke version of "What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger."

"What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,

Stand a little taller

Doesn’t mean I’m lonely when I’m alone

What doesn’t kill you makes a fighter."

I also have a friend who has a small child suffering from cancer and has already had brain surgery and chemo. Not only is it physically and mentally devastating, but it also it can wipe you out financially. I love the resolve of cancer fighters and survivors. They are a tough lot who have a tough row to hoe.

So, what do I hope to gain by this rant? I don’t know. Sometimes we all feel like shaking our fist at God for something that just isn’t right. This stuff ain’t right. Let’s hope the scientists will have a major breakthrough leading to a cure.

Right now, the treatment is barbaric and consists of poisoning the patient to kill the bad stuff. According to the American Cancer Society, over 1,500 people die every day from cancer. That’s over 500,000 people a year! That’s like the city of Albuquerque, New Mexico, dying each year.

Some even suggest that science drags its feet on a cure because the cancer industry — including pharmaceutical companies — amounts to over $100 billion year. That’s billion with a B.

All we can hope for is that all the hard working, underfunded labs and scientists will persevere and find a cure.

Go science!

Hooray for Hollywood

I, along with much of the country (40 million viewers), watched the Academy Awards last week. Since the advent of the DVR (digital video recorder), I have recorded it. You can get the "best stuff" and fast-forward through all the drivel. And there’s always plenty of drivel to go around.

You have to remember that the show is NOT for you. It is for them. They are celebrating their own successes and hope to ultimately boost the box office for their movies.

According to Business Insider, when a movie wins a best picture Oscar, it gets a boost of about 35 percent. You do the math. It’s about big money.

So we watch the Golden Globes, the Tonys, the Grammys the Emmys, and the Oscars, just to name a few of the way too many award shows. We love to the see the stars in their formal clothes or lack thereof. We love to watch them make their acceptance speeches hoping for some sort of gaffe that will propel them into the Entertainment Tonight lineup the next day. And they never disappoint.

I have watched award shows for as long as I can remember. As I watched the Academy Awards, I realized that I have seen none of the 10 nominated films. It was five films until 2010, when they decided they would add five more. That was to allow room for comedies and animated features. Comedies usually don’t fare well. And they didn’t again this year.

But I did notice that I had seen ALL of the animated features. Since I have two grandchildren of movie-going age, we just don’t miss many of the animated features or most anything rated G or PG. I wait for the others to make their way to HBO or pay per view.

Going to see a movie with your kid or grandkid is expensive, but most often is worth the memory or sharing popcorn and watching the latest offering from Pixar. Good stuff.

See you on the Boulevard or the red carpet.

Neal Moore owns a creative consulting firm, Neal Moore Creative. He has lived in Maumelle over 10 years. Contact him at neal.moore@sbcglobal.net. Follow him on Facebook or on Twitter, @kneelmore.