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Mike
Doctor: "Processed meat is a Group 1 carcinogen. I'd cut the bacon."
Patient: "By how much does it raise my risk?"
Doctor: "About 18% per 50 grams a day."
Patient: "18% of what?"
Doctor: "Your bowel cancer risk."
Patient: "Which is what?"
Doctor: "Lifetime, about 6 in 100."
Patient: "So two rashers every day of my life takes 6 in 100 to roughly 7."
Doctor: "That's the absolute figure, yes."
Patient: "One extra case in a hundred. Over a lifetime. For bacon every single day."
Doctor: "It's still a risk."
Patient: "What's the figure for being overweight?"
Doctor: "Higher."
Patient: "And what did you give me the year I was overweight?"
Doctor: "A diet sheet. Cereal, bread, low fat."
Patient: "Which is how I got overweight."
Doctor: "The bacon's the one with the classification."
Patient: "The bacon's the one with the photograph. Two rashers, please, and I'll see you in forty years for the one in a hundred."
Mike
Patient: "By how much does it raise my risk?"
Doctor: "About 18% per 50 grams a day."
Patient: "18% of what?"
Doctor: "Your bowel cancer risk."
Patient: "Which is what?"
Doctor: "Lifetime, about 6 in 100."
Patient: "So two rashers every day of my life takes 6 in 100 to roughly 7."
Doctor: "That's the absolute figure, yes."
Patient: "One extra case in a hundred. Over a lifetime. For bacon every single day."
Doctor: "It's still a risk."
Patient: "What's the figure for being overweight?"
Doctor: "Higher."
Patient: "And what did you give me the year I was overweight?"
Doctor: "A diet sheet. Cereal, bread, low fat."
Patient: "Which is how I got overweight."
Doctor: "The bacon's the one with the classification."
Patient: "The bacon's the one with the photograph. Two rashers, please, and I'll see you in forty years for the one in a hundred."
Mike
Things a ruminant can do that no human, machine or laboratory can.
- Eat a wall and make muscle of it
- Turn a bag of fertiliser into protein
- Recycle its own urine through its spit and use the nitrogen twice
- Carry 100 trillion tenants and eat the surplus
- Learn to digest a poison by borrowing a bug off a goat
- Run a fermentation tank at 39 degrees in a blizzard with no fuel but hay
- Turn fragile seed oils into stable saturated fat on the way through
- Make B12 out of cobalt and dirt
- Build a kilo of complete protein from 600 grams of the stuff a human could eat
- Replace itself once a year, from grass, without an invoice
Every line is 50 million years old.
Every line has been patented by somebody since, in a worse form.
We have the original, standing in a field, and the paperwork says remove it.
Mike
- Eat a wall and make muscle of it
- Turn a bag of fertiliser into protein
- Recycle its own urine through its spit and use the nitrogen twice
- Carry 100 trillion tenants and eat the surplus
- Learn to digest a poison by borrowing a bug off a goat
- Run a fermentation tank at 39 degrees in a blizzard with no fuel but hay
- Turn fragile seed oils into stable saturated fat on the way through
- Make B12 out of cobalt and dirt
- Build a kilo of complete protein from 600 grams of the stuff a human could eat
- Replace itself once a year, from grass, without an invoice
Every line is 50 million years old.
Every line has been patented by somebody since, in a worse form.
We have the original, standing in a field, and the paperwork says remove it.
Mike
Order your burger rare and you get a speech. The waiter's face changes. There may be a form. Some kitchens flatly refuse, on the grounds that you cannot be trusted with your own lunch.
Order the salad and you get a smile and a fork.
Leafy greens cause more food poisoning than any other food in America. The government counted ten years of outbreaks and the lettuce won:
22% of all illnesses, about 2.2 million people a year.
Fruit and vegetables together took 46%.
All the meat and poultry in the country, combined, managed 22%.
In 2018 one outbreak traced to romaine put 96 people in hospital across 36 states, gave 27 of them kidney failure and killed 5.
It is the only thing on the menu that grew in the open, drank whatever was in the irrigation ditch, and arrives at the table without having met a flame.
The little asterisk about undercooked food sits next to the steak.
The steak has been in a fire. The lettuce had a rinse.
Mike
Order the salad and you get a smile and a fork.
Leafy greens cause more food poisoning than any other food in America. The government counted ten years of outbreaks and the lettuce won:
22% of all illnesses, about 2.2 million people a year.
Fruit and vegetables together took 46%.
All the meat and poultry in the country, combined, managed 22%.
In 2018 one outbreak traced to romaine put 96 people in hospital across 36 states, gave 27 of them kidney failure and killed 5.
It is the only thing on the menu that grew in the open, drank whatever was in the irrigation ditch, and arrives at the table without having met a flame.
The little asterisk about undercooked food sits next to the steak.
The steak has been in a fire. The lettuce had a rinse.
Mike
Mike
1914: The ship Karluk is crushed in the Arctic ice on 11 January and sinks off the coast of Siberia, and 25 people climb down onto the floe with whatever they can carry.
Most of them are scientists and sailors. Four of them are a family.
Kuraluk is an Iñupiaq hunter from Alaska. His wife Kiruk sews. Their two daughters, Helen and Mugpi, are eight and three. They have signed on to hunt and make clothes for an expedition that was supposed to be mapping the Canadian Arctic, and have instead been carried across the top of the world by drifting ice.
The castaways walk for weeks to Wrangel Island. Four men who split off on their own vanish on the ice.
Then the captain, Robert Bartlett, walks back out, with one young Iñupiaq hunter named Kataktovik, and heads for Siberia to get help. They cover about 700 miles on foot over sea ice and frozen coast in the dead of winter.
Behind them, on the island, the food is pemmican.
It is supposed to be meat and fat, the explorers' fuel. This batch is made wrong. Too lean, all protein and not enough fat, and it does to the men what lean pemmican always does.
They swell. Their legs balloon. Their kidneys start to fail. Two of them, the geologist George Malloch and his young assistant Bjarne Mamen, die of nephritis in their tent, bloated and starving on a full stomach.
Kuraluk does not eat much pemmican.
He hunts. Seals, whenever the ice opens. Seabirds and their eggs in the spring. Kiruk turns every skin into boots and clothing and keeps the girls dressed for Arctic winter out of what her husband brings back.
The camp that eats what Kuraluk kills is the camp that lives.
There are fights over food and tobacco and ammunition. One man dies of a gunshot, and nobody ever settles whether he did it himself.
On 7 September a small American schooner, the King and Winge, fights through the ice to Wrangel Island. Bartlett had made it. He had got to Siberia, got to Alaska, and sent them a ship.
Eleven of the 25 who left the Karluk are dead.
Kuraluk, Kiruk, Helen and Mugpi walk aboard alive. All four. The three-year-old included.
The men with university degrees died of lean meat. The family with a harpoon lived on fat.
And the lesson came home and was ignored, because a hundred years later the supermarket still sells the lean at the top of the price list and the fat at the bottom.
Mike
Most of them are scientists and sailors. Four of them are a family.
Kuraluk is an Iñupiaq hunter from Alaska. His wife Kiruk sews. Their two daughters, Helen and Mugpi, are eight and three. They have signed on to hunt and make clothes for an expedition that was supposed to be mapping the Canadian Arctic, and have instead been carried across the top of the world by drifting ice.
The castaways walk for weeks to Wrangel Island. Four men who split off on their own vanish on the ice.
Then the captain, Robert Bartlett, walks back out, with one young Iñupiaq hunter named Kataktovik, and heads for Siberia to get help. They cover about 700 miles on foot over sea ice and frozen coast in the dead of winter.
Behind them, on the island, the food is pemmican.
It is supposed to be meat and fat, the explorers' fuel. This batch is made wrong. Too lean, all protein and not enough fat, and it does to the men what lean pemmican always does.
They swell. Their legs balloon. Their kidneys start to fail. Two of them, the geologist George Malloch and his young assistant Bjarne Mamen, die of nephritis in their tent, bloated and starving on a full stomach.
Kuraluk does not eat much pemmican.
He hunts. Seals, whenever the ice opens. Seabirds and their eggs in the spring. Kiruk turns every skin into boots and clothing and keeps the girls dressed for Arctic winter out of what her husband brings back.
The camp that eats what Kuraluk kills is the camp that lives.
There are fights over food and tobacco and ammunition. One man dies of a gunshot, and nobody ever settles whether he did it himself.
On 7 September a small American schooner, the King and Winge, fights through the ice to Wrangel Island. Bartlett had made it. He had got to Siberia, got to Alaska, and sent them a ship.
Eleven of the 25 who left the Karluk are dead.
Kuraluk, Kiruk, Helen and Mugpi walk aboard alive. All four. The three-year-old included.
The men with university degrees died of lean meat. The family with a harpoon lived on fat.
And the lesson came home and was ignored, because a hundred years later the supermarket still sells the lean at the top of the price list and the fat at the bottom.
Mike
An LDL particle is a lorry. It was never the cargo.
It carries vitamin E, almost all of the vitamin E in your blood rides on it.
It carries vitamin K, the one that keeps calcium in your bones and out of your arteries.
It carries CoQ10, the molecule your heart muscle burns to beat.
It carries the carotenoids, the fats that build hormones, the cholesterol that every cell needs to repair its wall.
And it carries a toxin-binder. LDL grabs the poisons bacteria release, and animals with high cholesterol survive infections that kill animals with low.
Lower the LDL and you have fewer lorries on the road. The vitamins, the heart fuel and the toxin-binders arrive later and in smaller loads.
The drug that lowers it also shuts down the factory that makes CoQ10, which is why the heart muscle complains first.
The medicine counted the lorries, decided there were too many, and took them off the road without ever opening the back.
The cargo was your immune system, your bones and your heartbeat.
They are still counting lorries.
Mike
It carries vitamin E, almost all of the vitamin E in your blood rides on it.
It carries vitamin K, the one that keeps calcium in your bones and out of your arteries.
It carries CoQ10, the molecule your heart muscle burns to beat.
It carries the carotenoids, the fats that build hormones, the cholesterol that every cell needs to repair its wall.
And it carries a toxin-binder. LDL grabs the poisons bacteria release, and animals with high cholesterol survive infections that kill animals with low.
Lower the LDL and you have fewer lorries on the road. The vitamins, the heart fuel and the toxin-binders arrive later and in smaller loads.
The drug that lowers it also shuts down the factory that makes CoQ10, which is why the heart muscle complains first.
The medicine counted the lorries, decided there were too many, and took them off the road without ever opening the back.
The cargo was your immune system, your bones and your heartbeat.
They are still counting lorries.
Mike
Fruit is supposed to be the one part of the plant that wants to be eaten, and it still has a body count.
Lychees put 390 children in hospital in one Indian district in the summer of 2014, and 122 of them died, from a toxin in the fruit that crashes blood sugar overnight.
Ackee, Jamaica's national fruit, carries the same poison, and the island has its own named illness for it.
Starfruit carries a nerve toxin that healthy kidneys clear and failing ones cannot. The first sign is hiccups that will not stop.
Three small apricot kernels hold more cyanide than an adult is meant to meet in a day.
Mango skin carries urushiol, the oil that makes poison ivy poison ivy.
Lime juice on your hands and an afternoon in the sun will blister the skin, and bar staff have a name for it.
An unripe persimmon can set into a stone in the stomach, and a recognised hospital treatment for it is Coca-Cola.
The fruit wants its seed carried by one particular animal, at one particular week of ripeness, and it has armed the skin, the stone and the unripe flesh against everybody else.
This is the part of the plant that is on your side. The leaves never even made the offer.
Mike
Lychees put 390 children in hospital in one Indian district in the summer of 2014, and 122 of them died, from a toxin in the fruit that crashes blood sugar overnight.
Ackee, Jamaica's national fruit, carries the same poison, and the island has its own named illness for it.
Starfruit carries a nerve toxin that healthy kidneys clear and failing ones cannot. The first sign is hiccups that will not stop.
Three small apricot kernels hold more cyanide than an adult is meant to meet in a day.
Mango skin carries urushiol, the oil that makes poison ivy poison ivy.
Lime juice on your hands and an afternoon in the sun will blister the skin, and bar staff have a name for it.
An unripe persimmon can set into a stone in the stomach, and a recognised hospital treatment for it is Coca-Cola.
The fruit wants its seed carried by one particular animal, at one particular week of ripeness, and it has armed the skin, the stone and the unripe flesh against everybody else.
This is the part of the plant that is on your side. The leaves never even made the offer.
Mike
In 167 BC the Greek king of Syria set out to break the Jewish nation with a plate of pork, and the first man they put in front of it was a ninety-year-old scribe called Eleazar.
Antiochus IV had taken Jerusalem, set up an altar to Zeus in the Temple and had pigs sacrificed on it. Then he went after the people. Circumcision was banned. The Sabbath was banned. And Jews were to be made to eat pig in public, so the whole town could watch them stop being Jews.
Eleazar was one of the most respected teachers in the city. They forced his mouth open. He spat the meat out and walked to the rack.
The officials in charge had known him for years and offered him a way out. Bring your own meat, they whispered, something your law allows, and eat it as though it were the sacrifice. Nobody will know.
He refused. A man of ninety pretending to give in, he said, would teach every young Jew that Eleazar had gone over to the foreigners in his old age. They beat him to death.
The second book of Maccabees records it, followed by a mother made to watch her seven sons tortured one after another for the same refusal. Within months the countryside was in revolt, and within three years the rebels had the Temple back. Hanukkah still remembers it.
The taboo had a job, and germs had nothing to do with it. It was a border. The animal marked who belonged, and an empire that wanted to erase a people knew exactly which plate to use.
The border was already ancient. In the hill villages of the first Israelites, around 1100 BC, archaeologists find almost no pig bones. Down on the coast, in the cities of their enemies the Philistines, pig makes up between 5% and 18% of the bones. A people drew its frontier on the dinner table.
The law itself never mentions hygiene. Leviticus sorts animals with two tests: a split hoof, and chewing the cud. The pig has the hoof and fails the cud, so it is out. The camel chews the cud and has the wrong foot, so it is out too, along with the hare and the rock badger. Nobody has ever called a camel filthy. The list keeps the cud-chewers, the cattle, sheep and goats that made up a herdsman's fortune, and bans everything else.
The health excuse arrived more than 1,300 years after Eleazar, when Maimonides, a physician-rabbi in Cairo, decided the pig must be forbidden because it ate dirt. The worm that later made that sound scientific was first spotted in 1835, by a first-year medical student in London called James Paget, in the muscle of a body on the dissecting table. Nobody tied it to pork until 1860. Cattle carry tapeworm and anthrax, and nobody ever banned the cow.
Meanwhile half the world was built on the pig. The Greeks sacrificed it to Demeter. The emperor Aurelian put free pork on Rome's public dole. Every medieval cottager who could fatten a pig on acorns and scraps had a winter's meat that owed no lord anything.
And it earns its place now. Pork is the richest source of thiamine in the butcher's window, close to ten times what the same weight of beef carries. Thiamine is the vitamin your body uses to turn food into energy, and running short of it is how sailors living on polished white rice went down with beriberi. A 200g chop covers a full day's need.
Eleazar died rather than eat it, because a king was using it as a weapon.
Nobody is forcing a plate to your mouth today. Have the chop.
Mike
Antiochus IV had taken Jerusalem, set up an altar to Zeus in the Temple and had pigs sacrificed on it. Then he went after the people. Circumcision was banned. The Sabbath was banned. And Jews were to be made to eat pig in public, so the whole town could watch them stop being Jews.
Eleazar was one of the most respected teachers in the city. They forced his mouth open. He spat the meat out and walked to the rack.
The officials in charge had known him for years and offered him a way out. Bring your own meat, they whispered, something your law allows, and eat it as though it were the sacrifice. Nobody will know.
He refused. A man of ninety pretending to give in, he said, would teach every young Jew that Eleazar had gone over to the foreigners in his old age. They beat him to death.
The second book of Maccabees records it, followed by a mother made to watch her seven sons tortured one after another for the same refusal. Within months the countryside was in revolt, and within three years the rebels had the Temple back. Hanukkah still remembers it.
The taboo had a job, and germs had nothing to do with it. It was a border. The animal marked who belonged, and an empire that wanted to erase a people knew exactly which plate to use.
The border was already ancient. In the hill villages of the first Israelites, around 1100 BC, archaeologists find almost no pig bones. Down on the coast, in the cities of their enemies the Philistines, pig makes up between 5% and 18% of the bones. A people drew its frontier on the dinner table.
The law itself never mentions hygiene. Leviticus sorts animals with two tests: a split hoof, and chewing the cud. The pig has the hoof and fails the cud, so it is out. The camel chews the cud and has the wrong foot, so it is out too, along with the hare and the rock badger. Nobody has ever called a camel filthy. The list keeps the cud-chewers, the cattle, sheep and goats that made up a herdsman's fortune, and bans everything else.
The health excuse arrived more than 1,300 years after Eleazar, when Maimonides, a physician-rabbi in Cairo, decided the pig must be forbidden because it ate dirt. The worm that later made that sound scientific was first spotted in 1835, by a first-year medical student in London called James Paget, in the muscle of a body on the dissecting table. Nobody tied it to pork until 1860. Cattle carry tapeworm and anthrax, and nobody ever banned the cow.
Meanwhile half the world was built on the pig. The Greeks sacrificed it to Demeter. The emperor Aurelian put free pork on Rome's public dole. Every medieval cottager who could fatten a pig on acorns and scraps had a winter's meat that owed no lord anything.
And it earns its place now. Pork is the richest source of thiamine in the butcher's window, close to ten times what the same weight of beef carries. Thiamine is the vitamin your body uses to turn food into energy, and running short of it is how sailors living on polished white rice went down with beriberi. A 200g chop covers a full day's need.
Eleazar died rather than eat it, because a king was using it as a weapon.
Nobody is forcing a plate to your mouth today. Have the chop.
Mike
The animal always travels with an accomplice, and the accomplice always walks.
The burger was convicted of heart disease. The bun, the sauce, the chips fried in seed oil and the pint of sugar beside it were not called to give evidence.
The pizza convicted the cheese. The base is white flour and the oil is in the dough.
The fried chicken convicted the chicken. It was fried in soybean oil, in a batter of flour, with a sugared sauce.
The ice cream convicted the cream. The cream was a fifth of it. The rest was sugar and syrup.
The chocolate convicted the cocoa, which is a bean, and said nothing about the sugar it was half made of.
The full English convicted the egg and the bacon and acquitted the white toast, the baked beans and the hash brown fried in oil.
The hot dog convicted the pork. The bun, the ketchup and the fizzy drink in the other hand left court without a stain.
The kebab convicted the lamb. The chips and the garlic sauce were never charged.
Every nutrition study that ever found red meat guilty found it on a plate it had never once been served on alone.
Nobody has ever studied a steak and a knob of butter with nothing else beside it, because the people who fund the studies make the other things on the plate.
The meat has done 60 years for the bun.
The bun is still on the shelf, with a heart on it.
Mike
The burger was convicted of heart disease. The bun, the sauce, the chips fried in seed oil and the pint of sugar beside it were not called to give evidence.
The pizza convicted the cheese. The base is white flour and the oil is in the dough.
The fried chicken convicted the chicken. It was fried in soybean oil, in a batter of flour, with a sugared sauce.
The ice cream convicted the cream. The cream was a fifth of it. The rest was sugar and syrup.
The chocolate convicted the cocoa, which is a bean, and said nothing about the sugar it was half made of.
The full English convicted the egg and the bacon and acquitted the white toast, the baked beans and the hash brown fried in oil.
The hot dog convicted the pork. The bun, the ketchup and the fizzy drink in the other hand left court without a stain.
The kebab convicted the lamb. The chips and the garlic sauce were never charged.
Every nutrition study that ever found red meat guilty found it on a plate it had never once been served on alone.
Nobody has ever studied a steak and a knob of butter with nothing else beside it, because the people who fund the studies make the other things on the plate.
The meat has done 60 years for the bun.
The bun is still on the shelf, with a heart on it.
Mike
Name a chronic disease the pharmaceutical industry has cured in your lifetime.
Diabetes: managed. 100 years of insulin, and the count has gone up every year.
Blood pressure: managed. For life.
Cholesterol: managed. For life, from 40.
Depression: managed. A third of the people on it have been on it for a decade.
Reflux: managed. The leaflet says 8 weeks. The average is years.
Asthma, arthritis, eczema, migraine, obesity: managed, managed, managed, managed, injected.
Then in 2014 something slipped through. A drug that actually cured hepatitis C, in 12 weeks, for good.
In 2018 Goldman Sachs wrote a note to its clients about it. The title was a question: is curing patients a sustainable business model?
Their answer was no. The cure had shrunk the market. The hepatitis C business fell from $12 billion a year to under $4 billion, because the patients kept getting better and not coming back.
The bank advised investors to look for conditions that are chronic, and treatments that are taken for life.
That is not a conspiracy theory. It is an investment note, and it says the quiet part in a font.
A cure is a one-off sale. A patient is an annuity, and the whole industry is priced on the annuity.
Nobody is going to cure the thing you have, because the thing you have is their best product.
But a plate can. That is why it is extreme.
Mike
Diabetes: managed. 100 years of insulin, and the count has gone up every year.
Blood pressure: managed. For life.
Cholesterol: managed. For life, from 40.
Depression: managed. A third of the people on it have been on it for a decade.
Reflux: managed. The leaflet says 8 weeks. The average is years.
Asthma, arthritis, eczema, migraine, obesity: managed, managed, managed, managed, injected.
Then in 2014 something slipped through. A drug that actually cured hepatitis C, in 12 weeks, for good.
In 2018 Goldman Sachs wrote a note to its clients about it. The title was a question: is curing patients a sustainable business model?
Their answer was no. The cure had shrunk the market. The hepatitis C business fell from $12 billion a year to under $4 billion, because the patients kept getting better and not coming back.
The bank advised investors to look for conditions that are chronic, and treatments that are taken for life.
That is not a conspiracy theory. It is an investment note, and it says the quiet part in a font.
A cure is a one-off sale. A patient is an annuity, and the whole industry is priced on the annuity.
Nobody is going to cure the thing you have, because the thing you have is their best product.
But a plate can. That is why it is extreme.
Mike
Mike
Doctor: "I see you've stopped the ramipril, the metformin and the omeprazole. Without consulting us."
Patient: "I didn't stop them. They stopped being needed. I came in to tell you."
Doctor: "Your blood pressure is 118 over 76."
Patient: "Yes."
Doctor: "HbA1c is 36."
Patient: "Yes."
Doctor: "And the reflux?"
Patient: "Went the week the porridge did."
Doctor: "You should have discussed it first."
Patient: "I discussed it for eleven years. Every review. You added a tablet each time."
Doctor: "That was the protocol."
Patient: "What does my file say now?"
Doctor: "I've had to mark you as non-adherent."
Patient: "Non-adherent to what?"
Doctor: "The treatment plan."
Patient: "Is there a box for 'doesn't need it'?"
Doctor: "There's a box for remission."
Patient: "Tick that one."
Doctor: "It's for diabetes."
Patient: "Tick it twice. The blood pressure can share."
Mike
Patient: "I didn't stop them. They stopped being needed. I came in to tell you."
Doctor: "Your blood pressure is 118 over 76."
Patient: "Yes."
Doctor: "HbA1c is 36."
Patient: "Yes."
Doctor: "And the reflux?"
Patient: "Went the week the porridge did."
Doctor: "You should have discussed it first."
Patient: "I discussed it for eleven years. Every review. You added a tablet each time."
Doctor: "That was the protocol."
Patient: "What does my file say now?"
Doctor: "I've had to mark you as non-adherent."
Patient: "Non-adherent to what?"
Doctor: "The treatment plan."
Patient: "Is there a box for 'doesn't need it'?"
Doctor: "There's a box for remission."
Patient: "Tick that one."
Doctor: "It's for diabetes."
Patient: "Tick it twice. The blood pressure can share."
Mike
Medusa
Well-known member
Bruine rijst is witte rijst met de arseen eraan gelaten, en het verkoopt zichzelf al sinds de jaren 1970 beter dan het eigen bewijs.
- Rijst trekt arseen uit ondergelopen grond. Tien keer meer dan andere granen.
- Het arseen hoopt zich op in de zemelen.
- Bruine rijst is degene met de zemelen.
- Ongeveer 80% meer arseen dan wit. Zelfde veld.
- Rijstmelk. Officieel niet voor kinderen onder de vijf.
- De zemelen dragen ook fytinezuur. Mineralen erin, mineralen eruit.
- Zemelenolie wordt ranzig. Zes maanden op de plank.
- Azië heeft eeuwenlang de moeite genomen het te polijsten.
- 45 minuten om te koken. Smaakt naar de doos.
De helft van de wereld leeft van rijst en verwijdert die laag voor het eten. Het gezondheidsgangpad verkoopt het terug voor een premium aan mensen die zich nooit hebben afgevraagd waarom.
- Rijst trekt arseen uit ondergelopen grond. Tien keer meer dan andere granen.
- Het arseen hoopt zich op in de zemelen.
- Bruine rijst is degene met de zemelen.
- Ongeveer 80% meer arseen dan wit. Zelfde veld.
- Rijstmelk. Officieel niet voor kinderen onder de vijf.
- De zemelen dragen ook fytinezuur. Mineralen erin, mineralen eruit.
- Zemelenolie wordt ranzig. Zes maanden op de plank.
- Azië heeft eeuwenlang de moeite genomen het te polijsten.
- 45 minuten om te koken. Smaakt naar de doos.
De helft van de wereld leeft van rijst en verwijdert die laag voor het eten. Het gezondheidsgangpad verkoopt het terug voor een premium aan mensen die zich nooit hebben afgevraagd waarom.
Medusa
Well-known member
De paranoot is het enige gezondheidsproduct dat met een maximale dosis wordt geleverd, en de reden is dat het licht radioactief is en zo vol zit met selenium dat je haar uitvalt.
- Eén noot: tot 90 microgram selenium.
- Veilige bovengrens: 400. Dat zijn vijf noten.
- Daarboven: haaruitval, broze nagels, knoflookadem.
- De wortels gaan diep en halen radium omhoog.
- Ongeveer 1.000 keer het radium van gewoon voedsel.
- Barium ook. De boom is niet kieskeurig.
- Schimmeltoksines in de schil. Europa blokkeerde ze in 2003.
- Geen noot. Niet gekweekt. Meestal niet uit Brazilië.
Elk wellnessartikel beveelt ze aan, en elk voegt eraan toe: "maar niet meer dan twee per dag."
Een steak heeft nog nooit zo'n zin nodig gehad.
- Eén noot: tot 90 microgram selenium.
- Veilige bovengrens: 400. Dat zijn vijf noten.
- Daarboven: haaruitval, broze nagels, knoflookadem.
- De wortels gaan diep en halen radium omhoog.
- Ongeveer 1.000 keer het radium van gewoon voedsel.
- Barium ook. De boom is niet kieskeurig.
- Schimmeltoksines in de schil. Europa blokkeerde ze in 2003.
- Geen noot. Niet gekweekt. Meestal niet uit Brazilië.
Elk wellnessartikel beveelt ze aan, en elk voegt eraan toe: "maar niet meer dan twee per dag."
Een steak heeft nog nooit zo'n zin nodig gehad.
A man who passed his medical in 1996 with flying colours has four diseases today, and not one number in his body has changed.
Blood pressure 135/85. Cholesterol 210. Fasting blood sugar 105. BMI of 26.
In 1996 that was a clean bill of health and a handshake. Today the same man, with the same blood, is hypertensive, has high cholesterol, is prediabetic and overweight. Four diagnoses, and he never caught a thing.
1997: the line for diabetes drops from 140 to 126. 1.7 million new diabetics by morning.
1997: high blood pressure drops from 160/100 to 140/90. 13 million new patients.
1998: high cholesterol drops from 240 to 200. 42 million new patients.
1998: overweight drops from a BMI of 27 to 25. 29 million people go to bed normal and wake up with a weight problem.
2003: prediabetes is widened from 110 to 100. It now covers 98 million Americans, more than 1 adult in 3, for a condition the World Health Organization declines to call by that name.
2017: blood pressure again, down to 130/80. Another 31 million. Nearly half the adults in America are hypertensive.
When the cholesterol targets were tightened again in 2004, eight of the nine men who wrote them had been paid by companies that make statins.
No germ. No outbreak. No change in a single artery. Just a room, a vote, and a tablet waiting on the far side of every line.
In every other branch of medicine you have to get ill to become a patient. In this one they bring the disease to you.
The last healthy people are the ones who haven't been tested yet.
Mike
Blood pressure 135/85. Cholesterol 210. Fasting blood sugar 105. BMI of 26.
In 1996 that was a clean bill of health and a handshake. Today the same man, with the same blood, is hypertensive, has high cholesterol, is prediabetic and overweight. Four diagnoses, and he never caught a thing.
1997: the line for diabetes drops from 140 to 126. 1.7 million new diabetics by morning.
1997: high blood pressure drops from 160/100 to 140/90. 13 million new patients.
1998: high cholesterol drops from 240 to 200. 42 million new patients.
1998: overweight drops from a BMI of 27 to 25. 29 million people go to bed normal and wake up with a weight problem.
2003: prediabetes is widened from 110 to 100. It now covers 98 million Americans, more than 1 adult in 3, for a condition the World Health Organization declines to call by that name.
2017: blood pressure again, down to 130/80. Another 31 million. Nearly half the adults in America are hypertensive.
When the cholesterol targets were tightened again in 2004, eight of the nine men who wrote them had been paid by companies that make statins.
No germ. No outbreak. No change in a single artery. Just a room, a vote, and a tablet waiting on the far side of every line.
In every other branch of medicine you have to get ill to become a patient. In this one they bring the disease to you.
The last healthy people are the ones who haven't been tested yet.
Mike
Medusa
Well-known member
De enige klasse medicijnen die ooit iets genezen heeft, is degene waar de industrie afstand van deed.
Antibiotica genazen. Een kuur, veertien dagen, een gezond patiënt die nooit terugkwam. Longontsteking, bloedvergiftiging, een schram die verkeerd afliep: de dingen die je over-overgrootouders op hun veertigste doodden, werden een weekje vrijaf van het werk.
De laatste nieuwe klasse antibiotica die een patiënt bereikte, werd ontdekt in 1987. Niets sindsdien.
In 2016 verkocht AstraZeneca zijn antibiotica-activiteiten. In 2018 sloot Novartis de zijne, en Sanofi volgde. De grootste bedrijven ter wereld verlieten het enige veld in de geneeskunde met een genezingspercentage van 100%.
In 2018 kreeg een klein bedrijf een nieuw antibioticum goedgekeurd tegen een superbacterie waar de oude niet tegenop kon. Het ging binnen een jaar failliet, omdat een medicijn dat een patiënt in tien dagen repareert en daarna terug op de plank gaat, zijn eigen onderzoek niet kan betalen.
Resistentie doodt nu meer dan een miljoen mensen per jaar, meer dan malaria, meer dan hiv, en de pijplijn is leeg, omdat het spreadsheet zegt: vul het met iets dat je een leven lang neemt.
Dus dezelfde bedrijven pompen het geld in cholesterol, bloeddruk, reflux, stemming en gewicht. Aandoeningen waarvan niemand geneest. Medicijnen die niemand stopt.
Een genezing vernietigt zijn eigen markt. Een manager laat die groeien. Ze lazen de twee getallen en kozen.
Elke operatie die je ooit zult ondergaan, hangt af van een werkend antibioticum. De industrie besloot dat het geld niet waard was, en gaf het uit aan een pil die je eeuwig neemt voor een getal.
Het medicijn dat werkt, werd op de plank gezet. Het medicijn dat beheert, werd gefinancierd. Het bijsluitertje noemt dat gezondheidszorg.
De enige genezing die nog op de markt is, staat op je bord, en het is het ding op het bord met de waarschuwing.
Antibiotica genazen. Een kuur, veertien dagen, een gezond patiënt die nooit terugkwam. Longontsteking, bloedvergiftiging, een schram die verkeerd afliep: de dingen die je over-overgrootouders op hun veertigste doodden, werden een weekje vrijaf van het werk.
De laatste nieuwe klasse antibiotica die een patiënt bereikte, werd ontdekt in 1987. Niets sindsdien.
In 2016 verkocht AstraZeneca zijn antibiotica-activiteiten. In 2018 sloot Novartis de zijne, en Sanofi volgde. De grootste bedrijven ter wereld verlieten het enige veld in de geneeskunde met een genezingspercentage van 100%.
In 2018 kreeg een klein bedrijf een nieuw antibioticum goedgekeurd tegen een superbacterie waar de oude niet tegenop kon. Het ging binnen een jaar failliet, omdat een medicijn dat een patiënt in tien dagen repareert en daarna terug op de plank gaat, zijn eigen onderzoek niet kan betalen.
Resistentie doodt nu meer dan een miljoen mensen per jaar, meer dan malaria, meer dan hiv, en de pijplijn is leeg, omdat het spreadsheet zegt: vul het met iets dat je een leven lang neemt.
Dus dezelfde bedrijven pompen het geld in cholesterol, bloeddruk, reflux, stemming en gewicht. Aandoeningen waarvan niemand geneest. Medicijnen die niemand stopt.
Een genezing vernietigt zijn eigen markt. Een manager laat die groeien. Ze lazen de twee getallen en kozen.
Elke operatie die je ooit zult ondergaan, hangt af van een werkend antibioticum. De industrie besloot dat het geld niet waard was, en gaf het uit aan een pil die je eeuwig neemt voor een getal.
Het medicijn dat werkt, werd op de plank gezet. Het medicijn dat beheert, werd gefinancierd. Het bijsluitertje noemt dat gezondheidszorg.
De enige genezing die nog op de markt is, staat op je bord, en het is het ding op het bord met de waarschuwing.
Hospital ward, 7am. A man admitted for his type 2 diabetes, and the breakfast trolley.
Ward host: "Morning. You're on the diabetic menu, so it's cornflakes, toast and jam, or porridge. Orange juice with all of them."
Patient: "That's the diabetic menu."
Ward host: "Low fat. It's all been approved."
Patient: "Is there an egg?"
Ward host: "Not on the diabetic one, love. Eggs are on the standard."
Patient: "What happens to my blood sugar after cornflakes, toast and juice?"
Ward host: "Oh, it'll go up. Don't worry, the nurse comes round after."
Patient: "With what?"
Ward host: "Your insulin. She follows me about ten minutes behind."
Patient: "So you raise it and she lowers it."
Ward host: "We've done it that way for years."
Patient: "And what am I in for, again?"
Ward host: "Your sugars. They can't get them stable."
Patient: "No. I can hear the wheels of why."
Mike
Ward host: "Morning. You're on the diabetic menu, so it's cornflakes, toast and jam, or porridge. Orange juice with all of them."
Patient: "That's the diabetic menu."
Ward host: "Low fat. It's all been approved."
Patient: "Is there an egg?"
Ward host: "Not on the diabetic one, love. Eggs are on the standard."
Patient: "What happens to my blood sugar after cornflakes, toast and juice?"
Ward host: "Oh, it'll go up. Don't worry, the nurse comes round after."
Patient: "With what?"
Ward host: "Your insulin. She follows me about ten minutes behind."
Patient: "So you raise it and she lowers it."
Ward host: "We've done it that way for years."
Patient: "And what am I in for, again?"
Ward host: "Your sugars. They can't get them stable."
Patient: "No. I can hear the wheels of why."
Mike
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