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The Food Police cometh

For those who insist on reducing the Pentagon’s budget, a blip of good news. Turns out, America might not be able to muster much of an army in the near future. And robots are cheap to feed and have no need for a “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy.

As the BBC News tells us – “Rising rates of obesity among young Americans could undermine the future of the US military, two retired generals have warned.” “More than a quarter of young Americans are now too fat to fight, they said.”

Of course, the generals know what’s best. They recommend “laws to give US children better nutrition in schools, with less sugar, salt and fat.” Here comes the food police.

Hope is not lost. Just when you thought the days of rebellion and dissent were a long gone wisp of memory, the specter of America’s next great Youth Revolt appears like a pair of halogen headlights in a Mississippi graveyard – The Transfat Tiraders!

Imagine legions of porky pubescents marching down America’s congested boulevards, their banners wafting in the polluted breeze, chanting in defense of unmitigated access to sugar, salt, bacon, and junk food. The imagery is enough to cause a spontaneous chocolate craving fit!

The Baby Boomers will understand this new wrinkle in youth’s eternal nonconformity streak. It’s in the blood (lipids). Part of our species’ innate tangle DNA (and BHT, MSG, NACL, and C(6)H(12)O(6)). The Wheel turns, same as it ever was. And America’s kids won’t take an assault on their entitlements sitting down. Make that standing up, sitting being the new national pastime for anyone too young to remember trees, shrubs, fireflies, bluebirds, and a good menacing thunderstorm.

The Boomers had their Jaggers, Lennons, Woodstocks, and Mary Jane. Now it’s another generation’s turn. As a kid from Dallas told Fox “News” recently, “Let them eat Whoppers!”

Let’s face it – we have not only met the enemy, but we like the guy. Monkeys are predictable critters. And the more monkeys per square foot, the more predictable they become. You can lead them to water, but they’ll rebel until you put Pepsi in their glass.

America’s generals will soon find themselves toiling in some other line of work. Perhaps leading armies of obese janitors along the beaches of Louisiana, picking oil from the branches of ancient oaks, a legacy of the spill from decades ago in 2010.

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the nature cure

Want to send that pesky A.D.D packing? Take a hike!

According to a study published by The American Journal of Public Health:

“Objectives. We examined the impact of relatively ‘green’ or natural settings on attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder (ADHD) symptoms across diverse subpopulations of children.Conclusions.

Green outdoor settings appear to reduce ADHD symptoms in children across a wide range of individual, residential, and case characteristics.”

Another study, reported in The New York Times, claims – “The researchers found that a “dose of nature” worked as well or better than a dose of medication on the child’s ability to concentrate. What’s not clear is how long the nature effect can last.” [Solution: when it wears off, get another "dose of nature."]

Don’t forget the sunscreen….

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saving the planet, one cigarette at a time

Good news for amphibians, jaguars, chimpanzees, toucans, elephants, whales, chipmunks, orchids, and assorted other critters; bad news for Homo erectus asphaltus“As many as one in five healthy young men between the ages of 18 and 25 produce abnormal sperm counts. Even the sperm they do produce is often of poor quality.”

What’s going on here? Are we to believe that the “family jewels” have lost their luster? Could the human species be on the fast track to extinction?

According to The Independent [UK], one possible clue is that a “man who smokes typically reduces his sperm count by a modest 15 per cent or so, which is probably reversible if he quits. However, a man whose mother smoked during pregnancy has a fairly dramatic decrease in sperm counts of up to 40 per cent – which also tends to be irreversible.”

Good ole mom.

Another, perhaps more fun, reason for our sudden loss of viable squigglies is indicated by the results of a study, which found that “women who ate large amounts of beef during pregnancy, a diet rich in potentially damaging chemicals called polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons (PAHs), had sons with relatively low sperm counts. But eating beef as an adult man shows no similar impact.”

Now the writing is clearly on the proverbial wall: If you seriously want to “save the planet” and see the Earth achieve that ever illusive quality we casually refer to as “sustainable,” there’s a simple path towards those lofty goals – smoke lots of cigarettes and eat more beef. Lots more.

The irony overwhelms – Marlboros and Big Macs to the rescue!

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Coon Rock Farm – from greens to gold

As reported in The New York Timesa couple of serious entrepreneurs in North Carolina are redefining what “farm to table” is all about. The twist, apparently missed by the erudite Times, is the refreshing absence of trendy “green-speak” from the article’s subjects.

Not only do our heroic farmers (recovering software wonks) grow local food for their local restaurant in Durham, they send their waiters out to work the farm one day a month. You have to appreciate a spiffy waiter with dirt under their nails.

And then there’s the farm’s other venue – a market. “Toward the end of the meal, diners will be handed a dessert menu and a market menu. Liked the pork chop and Russian kale? Take some home and cook them your way.” A feedback loop worth having.

Coon Rock’s philosophy? “It’s all a way to make people more connected to their food. I think that’s one of the biggest problems in civilization right now — no one is connected to their food anymore. If it comes from a window or in a bag, it’s not food.”

The moral of the story, if one is required, is this – saving the planet may be the lofty goal de jour, greenly wafting from every school kid’s lips as they dream of a perfectly sustainable tomorrow; but, the real work is (and always has been) a matter of locale. If local citizens can’t take care of their own yard, they sure as hell can’t “save the planet.”

The movers behind Coon Rock Farms gave up the corporate game to do something, pardon the pun, more sustainably satisfying. In a word, they dropped out to dig in. Traded data for dirt. And are having a fine time in the process. If their gambit turns out to be (here we go again) sustainable, Al Gore should hand over his Nobel Prize so they can melt it down into salt and pepper shakers.

Table for two!

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Leave it to Beaver

This in from The Birmingham News – “Beavers have moved into a subdivision in Gardendale [Alabama] and are causing creek water to threaten homes.”

Nature bats last!

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Quote of the Day

“Media. We love conflict. We love trauma. We love pictures of militia guys carrying guns. We love outrageous tea-party rhetoric. We love to scare ourselves—and the rest of the country—silly. We are doing a pretty effective job of it right now.”

Howard Fineman

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hold the mayo

As reported by MSNBC – “School lunches have been called many things, but a group of retired military officers is giving them a new label: national security threat.”

Perhaps those pesky corn dogs are potential weapons against the State, wielded by 5th graders aspiring to become tomorrow’s leaders of the Tea Party?

No – the retired military wonks believe “that school lunches have helped make the nation’s young people so fat that fewer of them can meet the military’s physical fitness standards, and recruitment is in jeopardy.”

pass the granola.

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EPA, we’re ready for your close up.

Just when it seemed American culture couldn’t get any sillier, along comes this word from CNSNews.com – “President Obama’s Environmental Protection Agency is encouraging the public to create video advertisements that explain why federal regulations are ‘important to everyone.’”

One can only wonder whether geeky kids across the fruited plains will rush for their parent’s video cameras with visions of showing off the effects of their teenaged hormones.

Let’s hope not. The EPA appears more than capable of illustrating how goofy government can become.

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the perfect storm – water?

The BBC News reports that a new study finds an interesting trend in water usage amongst the “developed” nations. “The amount of water used to produce food and goods imported by developed countries is worsening water shortages in the developing world, a report says.”

One White Lab Coat guy suggests that the West is helping to create the “perfect storm,” whereby “developing” nations are looking at a bleak future due to water shortages.

“Forecasts suggest that when the world’s population soars beyond 8bn in 20 years time, the global demand for food and energy will jump by 50%, with the need for fresh water rising by 30%.”

The problem appears to come from what is called “embedded” water. This is the aqua used to make goods (such as T-shirts and beer) that is hidden from the consumer.

“Ten times as much is embedded in the British-made goods bought by the average UK consumer; but that represents only about one-third of the total water embedded in all the average consumer’s food and goods, with the remainder coming from imports.”

The same holds true for other highly industrial consumer nations.

As usual, many urge for immediate water conservation, which comes with its own merits. But, as most anthropologists understand, primates rarely conserve for the hell of it, which includes ethical considerations. Other wonks suggest that nations high on the food chain should consider banning the import of certain items in order to assist developing countries meet basic caloric needs.

Consider this – Starbucks having to grow its own coffee beans in Mississippi.
Fat chance.

The saga continues, with scant mention of the magic formula – IPAT.

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102 and a ball of fire

And now, a word from the Golden Ray of Hope Department – as reported by The Christian Science Monitor:

Garnett Beckman says she’d prefer to just be known as a little old lady who walks. For a long time, she didn’t tell people her age. It proved to be an impediment when she wanted to hike the Grand Canyon at age 75 – no one would take her.”

So Ms. Beckman went anyway, alone. And yes, she managed quite nicely, hiking solo down Bright Angel Trail and back under her own power. And then she went back.

“She was just getting started. She hiked the canyon again a few weeks later, and her son came with her. She’d make the trip more than 20 times in the following decades.”

Our hero is now a young 102 years old. Let’s hope she doesn’t take up kung fu, or we’re all in trouble!

Salut!

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