Chiropractor: (n) a practitioner of the system of medicine based on the treatment of misaligned joints.
Some people swear by them, some people swear at them.
Chiropractors, that is.
This prompted me to ask, “Why do you say that?”
“Because the University of Oregon has a duck as a mascot and chiropractors are all a bunch of quacks.”
I don’t know about that. Please don’t state that as my opinion. I have never actually gone to a chiropractor. I have threatened to do so. There were many times in my life when I was looking for a joint to help my joints.
But I could never quite get myself to go, climb up on a table and be felt up–even if it was for medical purposes.
I’m sure I might get relief.
I’m positive merely getting attention from someone who understood that I was in pain would be comforting in itself. After all, forty years ago we thought acupuncture was quackery–and now it is practiced by many reputable physicians.
So I feel that I am incapable of drawing a conclusion about chiropractors. I do know this: some people get comfort and aid.
And in a time when such benefit is limited, I don’t think we should condemn anyone who provides it.