Like music, like language, like cuisine, medicine is a manifestation of human culture. Just as there is no right breakfast nor the right sad song to bring you solace on a lonely night nor a right language to use to say “I love you”, there is no one right way to practice the healing arts. The sterile, authoritative aesthetic is just that, an aesthetic. Revel in it, if you like, but don’t mistake it for the truth. Vibrant, healing culture continuously unfolds, ever forming and reforming, a beautiful expression of the desire to help each other.