Friday, March 19, 2010

Blue calls boolsheet on some greenies

Here's an interesting news story about how people who have "gone green" tend to be more likely to lie, cheat, and steal.

It's an interesting, if small study, but, like many diet studies, people tend to interprate it wrong way 'round.

It's not that being green made these folks more likely to lie, cheat, or steal, it's the type of green person they chose for the study.

Going green, being environmentally aware, lessening one's carbon footprint, whatever you want to call it, in the popular sense, is expensive

How many of us can afford to buy a Prius?  How many of us can afford to buy only organic clothing or feed our families only food purchased from Trader Joe's?

The flaw in the study is this: some folks who go green do it because they can and because it raises their status amongst their peers and makes them feel worthwhile and good about themselves, NOT because they give a rat's arse about the bloody planet.

A good number of people who go green (this was a study amongst college students at Berkley for Cthulhu's sake!) are the overindulged children of well-to-do parents.  Of course they lie, cheat, and steal!  They are possessed of an overweening sense of entitlement.  They have never wanted for the slightest thing and have never been told "no!".  If they want a Prius, daddy buys them one. They spend ridiculous wodges of dosh on special organic hemp totes with some cute saying on it to be their organically friendly non-plastic grocery bags (mine are mismatched totes gleaned from the thrift store).

The young, rightious mothers spend hours in their 200k + homes scouring the internet for the perfect special organic unbleached diapers (with special covers, and special fasteners) and then get the perfect laundry to wash them for them (all for insane amounts of money!) rather that bicycling down to the local Target, buying a pack of pre-folds, and *gasp* washing them themselves in that $1000 special green water-miser industrial sized washing machine (with matching dryer that gets used daily).

These people are bogus. They couldn't care less about Earth, just about gratifying themselves with the appearence of virtue. They've all got sore arms from patting themselves on the back on how "environmentally concious" they are, yet, if you look carefully at their lifestyles, they're abusing the environment just as much - or more - as everyone else.

They need to study the truely hard core, old school, thrifty people (like me), the folks to whom waste is anathema.  We are the ones who are helping the environment. We refuse to buy retail unless we absolutely can't find it used, we repair and reuse so that nothing goes to waste, we make sure that nothing gets thrown out unless we've wrung the last bit of use out of it.  We are the ones who cook from scratch, reheat leftovers, toss rinds and peels in our compost heap, and drag THEIR perfectly good (organic! green!) items out of the dumpster for our own use.

So we're 'greener' but are we less likely to lie, cheat, or steal?  I dunno. I'm willing to be in a study!  What about you?

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Tuesday, March 16, 2010

New food experiments, an addition, and an observation.

So I decided to add New World vegetables back into my diet.

I have experimented now for over a year with going completely without Nightshades and New World veg*. I chose to drop Nightshades because of the connection to inflamation (I have rosacea and arthritis).  I dropped the New World veg simply because, since the New World wasn't settled until after the paleolithic, I wondered if our bodies haven't had time to adjust to eating them.

I will never eat Nightshades again. My rosacea dissappeared entirely.  My arthritis is vastly improved.  I will be happy to never eat another pepper, potato, or tomato again in exchange for actually being able to do (medium) squats!

But I felt like the removal of the New World veg brought no changes at all, good or bad.  I also don't think that there's anything inherently wrong with much of the New World stuff.  I'm actually not adding much!  Since I don't eat fruit, that leaves out the melons. Maters and spuds are Nightshades. Potatoes and sweet potatoes are tubers.  I hate avocadoes.  Corn is a grain.

LOL, that just leaves cucumbers and squashes (and I'm not a huge fan of squashes, though I wanna try the zucchini 'noodles'. I've heard they RAWK!)  I do adore cukes, though, and have been nomming 'em like crazy since the 'changeover'. :)


I also have been experimenting with two new foods. Drinks actually. One was very quick and unpleasent.  I seem to read about fellow Paleos / primals / whole foodies who adore and swear by coconut milk. Well, I  happened to spot some at the Food Lion and thought that would be a pleasant way to add fat to my diet while trying something new.

I drank, perhaps, 2 ounces and felt immediately ill - nauseated.  Bleh.  So much for coconut milk.

I was at the Food Lion to get another bevvie: kombucha.  Our Food Lion is big into natrual and organic and has the GTs brand of kombucha.  I had always wanted to try it and it had minimal ingredients - all good - so I got the Multi Green flavour.

Again, I drank about 2 ounces and was immediately delighted with the taste!  It's fizzy and tart and quite refreshing.  I don't know if it's doing my body all the good that the faithful claim it will, but I'm enjoying my daily sip of bacteria and yeast!

Oh, and for what it's worth, I also tried Larabars (the ginger snap flavour, I also got pecan pie). Like the kombucha, it had refreshingly limited ingredients, all naural, raw, no sugar, no soy, no grains. It was pretty good, actually. Nothing to freak out about, but nice.  Since all the flavours have fruit, I won't be eating them, but I thought they'd be really great for the kids.


Oh, and Bodog has officially declared that my diet and my interest in whole food and simple living has gone over the top. *rolls eyes*  Aparently I no longer have a tinfoil hat, but a "tinfoil helmet".  I think, maybe it was my exuberant discussions with the older members of his family about food and disease.  Or maybe it was my talking to my kids about how bad sugar and grains are for you.  Or it could  be my habit of leafing through the coupons from the Sunday paper, muttering as I turned the pages: "chemicals, sugar, sugar, gluten bombs, sugar, chemicals, carbs for your dog, sugar ..."

*tomatoes, Jerusalem artichokes, sweet potatoes, squashes, potatoes, avocadoes, pepper, corn, and cocoa

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Monday, March 15, 2010

Today's funneh

As a Scottish-American, this made me laugh out loud:

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Actually, I'm Scots and German, so I don't know whether to fix something or organise my tools. ;)

Scots Scottish American, St. Andrews cross in outline of USA t-shirt gift for Americans of Scottish descent!
Proud Scottish-American t-shirt for heritage concious Scots decendents!  St. Andrews cross in the outline of the United States. Perfect gift for Scottish Americans.

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Friday, March 12, 2010

Professional Fat Person -vs- alcoholic?

I was just thinking this morning, again, about how obesity is like alcoholism.

I know I've written that before and I really believe it.  The hiding, the guilt, the excuses, the justifications; all there.

I just commented on a blog about how, when I was a Professional Fat Person* (and anyone who is obese is a PFP), I didn't eat because I was hungry.  I didn't eat because I was sad, or bored, or stressed. I ate because there was food in the house.

I was eating myself to death and I knew it.  I was aware that I was eating whole pizzas at a sitting and three candy bars at a time.

But the overweight person has a million justifications for what she's doing, starting with how it's not her fault. How it's her genes or her upbringing or his job stress or his lack of willpower.

That's closely followed by how she's just fine like she is. She makes it into a viciously defensive appearance issue.  The PFP snarls that someone thinks she should lose weight because he doesn't like how she looks, when the real issue is - sod what anyone else thinks - you should lose weight because overweight damages your health and shortens your life.

Remember: I'm not pointing fingers. I'm recalling my own struggle and my own attitude (and have heard it all echoed by friends who have lost large amounts of weight).

Obesity is like alcoholism. You are gripped by it, like an addiction. You make excuses ("I had a bad day. I'll make cookies and just eat one or two."), you come up with justifications ("One day won't hurt, I'll go back on my diet tomorrow."), you even lie about what you have eaten - including to yourself!

To recover from obesity you have to treat it like the addiction it is. Unlike alcohol, drugs, or smoking, you can't just quit eating. But you do have to get a grip on your entire lifestyle. There's no magic pill, no quick fix.  Like any other addict, you must carefully moniter yourself to keep from slipping back into the old habits.

It's the people who say: "Well one peice of cake won't hurt!  It's a party!" who are Professional Fat People. Do recovering alcoholics say "well, maybe just ONE drink!"?  No.  You have to have the wherewithall to say: "It looks delicious, but no thank you!  I don't eat sugar any more! *big smile*"

"But, then I'm depriving myself!" you whine.

Yeah. You are "depriving" yourself of something you don't need.  You are depriving yourself of diabetes, obesity, and heart disease, too. Aching joints, shortness of breath, and riding around in one of those scooters at the Wal Mart as well. Aww.  There's loads of delicious, mouth-watering foods that are whole, plain, natural and free of sugar.

Does sugar give you so much pleasure that you are willing to die for it?


*Anyone who "just can't lose weight" is a Professional Fat Person.  Anyone who has tried every diet out there, and / or has lost weight then regained it is a PFP.  Anyone who is obese (barring medical reasons, of course) is a PFP. It take serious WORK with a spoon and fork to become obese.

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Sunday, March 07, 2010

Dare to go bare! (footed)

So, I'm into minimalist footwear.

(That's the belief that we should be going barefooted or, if we must, with the least restrictive shoes possible and with the thinnest soles thereon.)

I've felt this way for a bit. They say it's a new 'movement' gaining momentum but that's just narrowmindedness, IMHO. Seriously. Here we have evolved over millions of years with the perfect meant of locomoting our homo sapien selves: our bare feet.

So the folks who live in bare feet are simply grokking how we were meant to run.  They're not part of a new trend, they are the ones who understand an ancient 'duh': we evolved barefoooted.

barefoot runner, yes I run barefoot, fitness, running, minimalist footwear

I confess that I'm amused and not a litle bit squicked out by the fitness freaks and cardio heads who swear by and shill shoes.  I mean come on, people. Don't you realise that the shoe industry is just using you?  They've sold you this exquisite pile of steaming Spinosaurus dung and you've happily dug into it*.

Yuck!  Do you really buy that your feet are supposed to be cinched, arched, mashed, and assisted?  Do you actually justify paying all that dosh for rubber, plastic and cloth that is unnatural?  Bizzare!  If all that crapola is so essential for sport and fitness then why did/do the primitive societies chase down bloody wild animals without Nikes?

PLUS, It's a proven fact that people who exercise barefooted have fewer injuries than those who wear shoes. (Of course one could NOT do chronic cardio and so NOT get injured, but we won't go there.)

My least favourite are the folks who whinge about how they just can't bear to go bare, it's just nasty. *simper*pout*

Uhm, princess?  When did the human foot get nasty?  The human mouth is nasty. The human foot unencumbered by a sweaty, stinky, sticky shoe is just ... a foot.  Maybe a bit of dirt on the sole, but, hey, I'm not fixing your sandwich or shaking your hand or touching your doorknob with my freakin' feet!

Jeez!  You're probably one of those women who is hastening the next bubonic plague by sloshing that damned hand sanitizer all over everything and using it on your and your baby's hands 20 times a day!  Supergerms, here we come!

Where was I?

Oh. So, since we live in a society where footwear is considered not only normal but de rigueur , what's a barefooter, minimalist footwear groupie supposed to do?

Well, I myself make certain that I and my children go barefoot whenever possible - in the house AND outside.  Obviously, there are places where this is unacceptable (out in public) or dangerous (we do live on a farm). In those situations we all wear shoes with the thinnest most flexible soles and shoes that are the least confining: plain old cheapo flip-flops, mock Crocs, moccasins, or, when I absolutely must (or feel the urge) Converse Allstars.**  I wish I had the money to try out the Vibram Five Fingers!

I absolutely admire those fitness folks who run barefooted. There's even a bloke who runs in New York City!  This is a great place to start if you'd like to educate yourself on minimalist footwear.

What about you?  What're your feeling about shoes?  If you do cardio, do you exercise barefoot or use an alternative (like Vibram Five-Fingers?)

UPDATE! Thanks to a comment from LifeMultiplied (thank you!) we have THIS proof that is is NOT illegal to go into business establishments (including restaurants!) barefooted, and THIS proof that it is NOT illegal to drive barefooted (this happens to be South Carolina's vehicular laws.)

I will say one thing about going bare in public: I would never go into an establishment without footwear for the same reason that my husband and sons will not go in with a hat on.  For the same reson that I do not appear in sleepwear or with my undergarments visible (no matter how comfy it is) it's rude and tacky.

My sleep pants and my woolly slippers are my work-wear and the most comfy thing I own but sometimes one must set aside ones preferred method of dress for politeness' sake.  Subsequently, when I appear in public, I am attired (minimally but decently).

Like nudists who carry a towel to sit on (so that their bits don't touch public surfaces), barefooters could carry ultrathin sandals (this is what I do - I keep a pair in each car) to slip on when entering another person's business. :)
*Kudos for getting the reference. Geeks and parents of young boys might have a leg up here.

** Yes, I know Cons are super big right now: horseshit to the jumpers-on. I've been amassing my Con collection for 30 years and 30 years from now I'll be the crabby old bint in the WalMart in her broken down classic black hi tops.

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