Wednesday, September 26, 2007
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Are you a hunter gatherer? Do you know what that means? do you believe man has evolved so much that he's a far cry from what he was 15,000 years ago? Our differences from primitive man have only been happening in the last two hundred years. That we use toothbrushes and deodorant is irrelevant. That we trace our physiological evolution via our blood characteristics is probably nearer the truth. Is Ghengis Khan charging around in your bloodstream? Is there evidence in your blood that you were a plague survivor? Does polynesian ancestry assure you there wasn't a chinese encounter six hundred years ago? Our labs are closing in on a fast DNA analysis, MRI is picking over our bloodlines thanks to the Human Genome Project, and one fine day when this world has got your wellbeing a subject of immediate analysis and help, we may be able to get 'wellness' where and when we want it.......but for the meantime, you are what you eat. And hunter gatherers, the 0 bloodgroup of homo sapiens, 46% of us, are designed to eat a meal we found, chased down, cooked or tenderised or just tore apart and wolfed as we found it, depending on our circumstances, which could be the subject of a great deal of speculation, but hopefully I wasn't chased by wolves much, and I was able to snare a bird, wrap it in mud and bake it in a comforting fire, maybe even have enough to bring it home to the cave and share with my kin, tribe, woman; whatever society I was able to coexist with..... My Group A friends are all meant to be vegetarians; they built huts and kept their animals to milk, shear, and generally build into an agrarian society; I've always watched with interest my A friends; they are all losing their mothers to Cancer, and those mothers are, 100%, meat eaters. Some of my A friends tear into meat the way I'm meant to have torn into my prey those thousands of years ago, and I watch them now, and their fragile daughters with interest, wondering when and how they will go, and, if we are indeed what we eat, what is that incompatibility with mother's notion of 'good' that is getting us so firmly into our graves with the big C that, strangely has evolved with our last two hundred years of toothbrushes and deodorants....? (Have you read 'Our Stolen Future'?) I cannot put out of my mind the cries of achievement of the farmers who manage to get a bigger crop, grow a hardier apple, reap a double harvest from a season, and otherwise stretch the natural process of things to get what???? I like Spelt flour, from the original, single row wheat grass. On my European supermarket shelves I can get two, sometimes three varieties of it, and I add a little Rye, and make myself a loaf of bread once a week. Since I got to like this product, I've lost any tendency to have a cold. No mucus. No common or garden white flour. No pizza, unless I make it myself. And a croissant is still just a croissant, and cannot be considered a pleasure if, in eating a product made from Durum wheat, one loads oneself with the wallpaper glue that bakers seek to produce those lighter more glamorous confections, and is the sole reason one would seek a hybrid grain, to facilitate a more facile product. But there is a sector of our community who see to it that our interests and wellbeing come AFTER their interests and wellbeing, which is largely fiscal, and immoveable, if we believe the masses of media targeting our wellness. Wellness is a subtractive process. Achieve by removing from one's diet. Don't need; un-need. The best and biggest lie is that you can harm yourself by not eating. I can do that for 18 days. Always I meet up with someone who invites me to have sushi and I can't resist. I could easily go longer. It is interesting, fifteen days on water alone, to examine what is important in nutrition. Nothing really, once you can stand off from that impulse; It's a bit like smoking... quit that and then quit eating; you'll get an extra three hours to DO STUFF that you just waste with eating. And your energy goes UP, till you are (dare I say it?) superhuman.... try it, rather than a diet. Diet? Nuff said.
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