We now know that placebos work on even the most peripheral cellular systems, ones that are way outside the purview of the sensory or voluntary nervous system, even when the language-grasping organ of the organism it told, “… Oh, by the way, this is just a placebo.” (Click here for the proof.)
This post is not about that; I just like mentioning it for the shock value. Actually, this post begins with the common sense assumption that placeboic efficacy is enhanced when we believe in it, which is probably true. Well, if that is the case, the current generation ought to make a pact with itself and found a Placebo Institute but name it the Chi Institute or something like that. They would agree that, for the sake of convenience, all placebo remedies be brought under one national institute and simply declared valid, “due to a real but occult power.” The people working there would be under oath never to reveal that the institute is just a benevolent sham designed to help future generations by shoring up their faith in placebo remedies.
If placebos work, the government ought to publish fake studies and hire actors to be fake scientists to make placebo interventions more helpful. What’s more important—truth or happiness? Let’s hire a cabal of people to give an epistemic trust injection to the placebo market. Placebos will never go away. As long as there is untreatable disease, there will be “alternative medicine.” It benefits the people who are forced to turn to it, such as Andy Kaufmann, to believe that it really works.