Every so often, a book comes along that cuts through the noise surrounding Big Pharma and forces readers to sit with the uncomfortable parts of an industry that wields tremendous power. Lisa Pratta’s "False Claims: One Insider’s Impossible Battle Against Big Pharma Corruption" is one of those books. It does not shout. It does not rely on theatrics. Instead, it moves with the steady, deliberate pace of someone who has lived the story she is telling and has replayed it enough times to strip it down to the simple truth.
Pratta spent more than three decades in pharmaceutical sales, a job that shaped her identity and paid the bills but eventually pushed her into a long, lonely fight that she never anticipated. She stepped into the industry believing she was entering a world that paired science with service. It took years—and the kind of subtle internal erosion that many professionals quietly endure—before she allowed herself to see what was in front of her.
Her memoir is not simply a catalogue of wrongdoing. It is the chronicle of a woman juggling a high-pressure job, a child with special needs, and the uncomfortable realization that her work was drifting further away from the medical ethics that first drew her into the field. The human freight of those years gives the book much of its force.
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