Stephen Sez: I’m on the corner of Drunk and Staggering, And I need an ear to bend. How about you, my ferret-faced fascist friend? Ain't you got an ear to lend? -- Stephen's Motto Iz: May our tolerance of diversity empower our non-judgmental, non-meanspirited multiculturalism. Can't we all just get along, give peace a change and vote for "Chance"?
. A very Merry Christmas to all you Loose Dogs & Lemmings! [If I need to define those terms for you again, you haven't been paying attention. OK, for the final time: Loose Dogs are informed, Constitution-loving Patriotic Americans; they can't be impounded and conditioned to accept Communism! Their bite is worse than their bark. It's a kind of 1776 thang. . Lemmings are... everyone else -- especially anyone who supports the New World Order Global Police State (i.e., Hellary Clinton voters, RINOs, most LEOs, most Millennials, all Pajama Boys, everyone sitting in a Starbucks at the moment you're reading this, and LOLeon Cobarde).] .
. If my wishing you a "Merry Christmas" upsets you, well, gee, I feel just sick about that, but there ain't nuttin' I can do about it because [link> THIS. The following video is a year old now but somehow it doesn't seem to age! Let's revisit it, eh?... IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME IN 8 YEARS! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sW85ZcswiqM
. On Liberals: "Reality hurts their feelings." ~ Joe Dan Gorman . Ha!-Ha! Oh, God knows I loves me some Joe Dan. If you've not been following this guy's YouTube channel, you just may be a... Lemming. And now finally, I want to share with you a video I stumbled across yesterday during my downtime at work. It literally made me laugh out loud. I replayed it and laughed out loud a second time, half-expecting someone to walk in and ask me what was so funny. We've heard the expression "Putting Christ back in Christmas". Well, this is a case of trying to "Put Jesus back in The Manger". When, oh when, will the Catholics and the Protestants ever see eye-to-eye? .
. Anyway, seriously, I wish y'all a Merry Christmas and a blessed 2018. Incidentally, my New Year's Resolution is to become a kinder, gentler, more Christian-like [Maverick] Christian. (With a little luck, my resolve will last until the next time I get on the Reno freeway. Without two middle fingers, it's impossible to drive here! Reno:"The Biggest Little Ghetto In The World".) . ~ Stephen T. McCarthy .
. Once the Christmas / New Year holiday season has passed, I will return to actually writing blog bits on this blog. Meanwhile, here comes another lazy-man's / busy-man's post... . Below are 4 memes I saw and liked, plus one that I made all by myself. Click on 'em for enlarged views: .
. [Virginia City, Nevada] was a busy city of streets and houses above ground. Under it was another busy city, down in the bowels of the earth, where a great population of men thronged in and out among an intricate maze of tunnels and drifts, flitting hither and thither under a winking sparkle of lights, and over their heads towered a vast web of interlocking timbers that held the walls of the gutted Comstock apart. These timbers were as large as a man's body, and the framework stretched upward so far that no eye could pierce to its top through the closing gloom. It was like peering up through the clean-picked ribs and bones of some colossal skeleton. ... Taken as a whole, the underground city had some thirty miles of streets and a population of five or six thousand. ~ Mark Twain 'RoughingIt', 1872; Chapter LII .
. I know nearly every inch of Virginia City, Nevada, because it's my favorite place on the planet. Yeah, I'm lowbrow and lovin' it! . The first time I was in Virginia City inthislifetime was 1972 or '73. I have gone back so many times that I couldn't even begin to calculate it. I'd probably been there at least 12 times even before I moved to Reno -- which I did primarily to be within 30 minutes of Virginia City. I own at least 17 books and 2 DVD/VHS programs about VA City! . My previous blog bit 'bout the place can be found HERE. . Virginia City Destination Video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sFJ7GzQHYaM
. If that video was a bit too tame for your Wild West cowboy or cowgirl spirit, try this next one. And watch for the brief shot of the lovely Squeek Steele painting soundscapes with the piano... . Virginia City -- Special Events https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3TVjmYWn5Y
. One morning in 1986, I woke up in a Reno motel room with the worst hangover of my life. Imagine the worst hangover YOU'VE ever had. Multiply it a godzillion and six times!! Now you're in the ballpark. I got as far as the Sugarloaf Mountain Motel in Virginia City. It was probably about 10:00 AM and my day was already done. I rented a room and spent the rest of that day on my back, staring at the popcorn ceiling. .
. However, that was before my 1994 encounter with Christ Yeshua. On September 22, 1995, I took a final sip of wine from my silver cup and not a drop of alcohol crossed my lips after that for over 6 years. . I can't remember why I started drinking again. I can't even remember where I was or what I drank. I just know that I climbed down off that wagon after 6+ years. . In 2017, the Hula Girls socks that FAE gave me became my official Virginia City footwear... .
. I made many happy trips up there this year and had a good time visiting my favorite haunts and saloons. (My truck, Chuck, was a real trooper! Never once let me down!!) . On several occasions, I texted friends from up there and later wrote to them about Virginia City in Emails. Below are excerpts from some of those writings: . Amusing signs I've seen in VA City... "Body Piercings By Glock" "DOG: Depend On God" At the Palace Saloon there's a sign that says... "My Reality Check Bounced" There's also a store on C Street selling T-shirts that say... "A.T.F. : Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms. Who's bringing the chips?" "My Indian Name Is Runs-With-Beer" . Damn, man, I love this place! I'm at theOld Corner Baragain --where Sam Clemens became "Mark Twain"-- and the guy next to me orders a drink but tells the bartender not to make it too strong because he has to attend a wedding in an hour. . The Bartender: "Are you the Best Man?" Customer: "No, I'm the minister." . 100% true. No joke! .
. Now then, you remember me texting you while I was having a drink in The Old Corner Bar? I said it was the place where Samuel Clemens acquired the pen name Mark Twain. Well, I'm not sure if I ever mentioned this to you before or not, but... The Old Corner Bar is attached to Piper's Opera House. While visiting Virginia City as a tourist, writer Richard Matheson was captivated by a photograph of the 1800s actress Maude Adams hanging on a wall inside Piper's Opera House. As he stared at the photo, a story began developing in his mind. That story became a novel which became the movie SOMEWHERE IN TIME. . One of the regulars who live up there in VA City is this guy who plays an old miner character. He has a donkey and for $1.00 you can feed carrots to his donkey and get your picture taken. He wanders around a bit on C Street, the main street in town, where all the tourists are, but I'd say he spends 80% of his time at a particular intersection. So, anyway, the miner was standing there on his usual corner and he was talking to a couple of people. I guess they were asking about posing with him or something. And the miner had let go of the reins attached to the donkey's bridle. As he's yakking with the tourists, behind him, the donkey starts to wander off and walks right out into the middle of C Street. Thankfully it's a 20 MPH speed limit on C Street, and no one even came close to hitting the donkey. But when the miner turned around and saw his donkey in the middle of the street and crossing over toward the other side, he got mad. He runs out there, snatches the reins and starts berating the donkey for being such "a stupid so-and-so", and so forth. . As I was walking past the miner and donkey -- maybe four or five minutes after the donkey had wandered away and gotten yelled at for it -- I noticed that the miner was talking softly into the donkey's ear and apologizing for having lost his temper and yelling at him. . Ha!-Ha! Only in Virginia City, man! So many characters there! .
. This concludes Part One. Part Two can be found [link:> HERE. . ~ Stephen T. McCarthy .
. This is PartTwo. Part One can be found HERE, and you really should read that first, otherwise even this blog bit's title won't fully make sense to you. .
. This woman's voice is almost like a dog whistle but she's kinda cute, so cut her some slack, eh?... . Virginia City Is The Wild West https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FI8-72-v0HI
. For some time, things had been occurring which I interpreted to be signs from God indicating that I should return to strict sobriety. I had also come to realize that alcohol was restricting my Spiritual walk. Furthermore, even the slightest amount of alcohol usually strangled my ability to dream, and I considered my dream life to be a significant component of my Spiritual life. . I might make jokes about those "signs" -- as I did in the following text, which I sent to my friend Trainyard Julio -- but deep down, I knew that eventually I would need to face up to those signs and respond to them. . So, I'm at the Palace Saloon, having a cold Mojito, when an ad comes on the TV screen about an organization called "Make America Sober Again". Quite obviously a Communist plot of some sort. I'm sure Les Nessman will get to the bottom of it. . But I finally reached that point when I knew the decision needed to be made. I am determined to NOT let anything interfere with my reAlationship with God and my Big Brother Savior, Christ Yeshua! .
I decided to go up to Virginia City again for one last round of saloon-hopping and then and there, return to a life of strict sobriety. So, on the morning of 11/24/2017, I drove up Geiger Grade and checked into an 1870s hotel: .
. After meditating in the Miner's Park, I spent the first half of the day exploring the sites I love so dearly. And then at about 2 PM, I ordered a beer and began my final party. .
Please go saloon-hopping with me now, as we retrace reweave my final night of liquidated fun: . First, I had a pint of Cerveza Chilebeso, probably my favorite beer of all time, at the Virginia City Brewery And Taphouse, and that got the party started... .
. Next, I went across the street to the recently opened Cigar & Bar and swapped real-life ghost stories with the bartender while I drank a Scotch & Soda... .
. After that, I walked 1.5 to 2 miles down to the Gold Hill Hotel Saloon and had a Margarita followed by two Modelo Negra beers... .
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. Trudging 1.5 or 2 miles back up the hill to Virginia City, I stopped in at the Silver Queen Saloon for a Hot Buttered Rum. Yes, I know about not mixing too many different kinds of alcohol but... I didn't care. .
. Then I headed up to B Street and one of my favorite watering holes in Virginia City -- the Old Corner Bar -- to see Lisa, my favorite bartender in Virginia City. I sent the following text to beer brother Trainyard Julio, aka 6-B and Bryan Pedas: . Utilizing my White privilege, I just ordered aWhite Russianat the Old Corner Bar. I would have ordered a Black Russian, but a gang of them kicked my ass one night in Kentucky in 1983, and I've avoided 'em ever since. . He responded with this funny text: . Just watch out, comrade. In communist Old Corner, White Russian drinks you. . Ha!-Ha! Well, he was right! Lisa made that White Russian good and strong, and it went down so nicely, so deliciously, that I ordered TWOMORE!! I tipped Lisa $20 and walked out of the Old Corner Bar... .
. At this point, I was no longer feeling the pain of life, but I still felt I owed myself one more beer. So, walking back down to C Street from B Street, I stopped in at the Mark Twain Saloon and drank another Modelo Negra... .
. I seriously debated returning to the Virginia City Brewery And Taphouse for a final Cerveza Chilebeso, but I finally 86'ed that idea and returned to my 1870s hotel for the night. Good thing, too. Because despite sleeping pretty well, I still woke up with a hangover. It wasn't an A-List E-Ticket hangover like the old days, but I'm older now and any hangover of any degree is no bueno! . Shortly after The Palace Restaurant & Saloon opened at 11:00 AM on Saturday, November 25th, I went in for the previously planned final 2 drinks. I ordered some Mozzarella Cheese Sticks with their wonderful Ranch Dressing and a Blackberry Mojito. I'd never had the Blackberry variety before, and it was delicious. But I had to sip and eat slowly to make sure everything stayed down, boy, DOWN! .
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. An hour later, I ordered The Last Of The Mojitos -- the regular lime type -- in a plastic to-go cup, and I headed to a semi-secluded special spot of mine, away from C Street and the tourists. There's a place in a small half-circle of trees in a barren area where a telephone pole has fallen between two piles of mine tailings, creating a kind of "log bench". .
. There I poured the remainder of my Mojito into my silver cup... .
. ...and just as I did back on September 22, 1995, I had my last drink (again) and returned to strict sobriety for Spiritual purposes. . Interestingly, as I was enjoying the last sips of The Last Of The Mojitos, a HAWK seemed to appear out of nowhere and began circling in the sky before me, while squawking loudly. At first, I thought maybe it was a mama Hawk and I was too near her nest. But, heck, the trees were all barren and it was late November. There couldn't be a nest. . Then I got the idea that maybe this Hawk was a sign from God, squawking approval of my decision to quit drinking again. I thought to myself: If this is a sign from God or Christ, the Hawk would fly over me. I had barely completed the thought when the Hawk completed its last circle before me and flew DIRECTLY over my head. I looked STRAIGHT UP at it thinking: WOW!!! ...And then my second thought was: I hope it doesn't poop on me. . The Hawk then started flying East toward Sugarloaf Mountain... .
. ...and when it was near the Mountain, suddenly a Second Hawk appeared from somewhere and the Two Hawks joined each other in the sky and continued flying East until they both became mere dots on the horizon and disappeared from my view. . The Father and The Son... Anyone familiar with the Biblical Law of TwoWitnesses understands what that was all about. I got it immediately, and was very grateful. . And as they were eating, Jesus took bread, blessed and broke it, and gave it to the disciples and said, “Take, eat; this is My body.” . Then He took the cup, and gave thanks, and gave it to them, saying, “Drink from it, all of you. For this is My blood of the new covenant, which is shed for many for the remission of sins. But I say to you, I will not drink of this fruit of the vine from now on until that day when I drink it new with you in My Father’s kingdom.” ~ Matthew 26:26-29 . Looks like I'm returning to Hot Buttered Nothings for Christmas from now on. . But I'll leave you with some FunFacts: . Not only was Virginia City the richest and most important mining town in American West history (the North would have lost the Civil War without it), which gave us Mark Twain and even the beautiful, mystical love story 'Somewhere In Time', it was actually the real birthplace of Psychedelic Rock in the 1960s! (See the videos below.) . Red Dog Saloon (documentary excerpt) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eQKlhKFeO3U
. There's just something very, very special about Virginia City, Nevada, and I believe souls that have lived there in previous lifetimes return to it time and time again. . Somehow, the lovely Squeek Steele managed to capture the magic of Virginia City in the haunting melody of her 'Virginia City Waltz'... . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1-X1ZLb2T0Q
. If you ever have the opportunity, be sure to visit this magical place. Look here and see what you're missing... . VisitVirginiaCityNV YouTube Channel .
. A few times in the past I've recommended the website FELLOWSHIP OF THE MINDS. I still recommend it. It's a collective blog that keeps up on important breaking stories and I visit there regularly. . Nearly all of the bloggers and readers of FOTM are intelligent, informed, patriotic Americans. But a recent encounter I had there in the comment section goes to show that sometimes even the intelligent fail to take into account this magnificent maxim: .
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There is a principle which is a bar against all information, which is proof against all arguments, and which cannot fail to keep a man in everlasting ignorance -- that principle is contempt prior to investigation.
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FOTM recently embedded the following video, and then a predictable onslaught of anti-Soy comments ensued. Wanting to be helpful and point out some overlooked information to my fellow American patriots, I posted a pro-Soy Lecithin comment.
Immediately, people with NO FIRST-HAND EXPERIENCE in taking Soy Lecithin, and no time invested in researching it, began contradicting what I'd posted. In other words, it was a classic case of "contempt prior to investigation".
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Below, I am going to post just MY (slightly edited) portions of the conversation. If you'd like to read the entire back-and-forth dialogue, simply Google... . FOTM: Soy Boy Epidemic: How Soy Makes Men Into Leftist Wusses .
Posting under my D-FensDogG pseudo-pseudonym, I wrote the following: .
OK, that video was amusing, but in the spirit of love and concern for my brothers and sisters, I must mildly object. I haven’t been here long, but I dig this blog and have promoted it several times on my own blogs. I like most of youz people here, so I want to clear up this misconception about Soy before it gets out of control and everyone starts buying into it. I became a lacto-ovo-vegetarian (NOT vegan!) in late 1985. That’s about the time I first started eating Soy products. My Soy intake increased greatly over the years, primarily because I discovered Soy Lecithin granules in 1995 and began taking that daily. Why? To make sure I never have a heart attack or a stroke, and to preserve my youthful looks (and boyish charm? Ha!) But, yes, I’m actually serious! Not to boast or pound my chest but in high school I was on the football team and was a varsity wrestler my senior year. I have always been a [link> “Confident Heterosexual” . And despite my decades of regular, daily Soy Lecithin intake, I can assure y’all that I do NOT have moobs, there is nothing the least bit effeminate about me, and no one in their right mind would mistake me for being gay or girlie. I’m a strict Founding Fathers-era Constitutionalist — as conservative as it gets — and even at the age of 58, I can do more push-ups than any gay or girlie Leftist of any age. So, now, my FOTM friends, let me save y’all from future heart attacks and strokes (and maybe even help you preserve your youthful appearance — or reverse some of the aging, anyway)... This is too many words to post here in a comment section, so I’m including a link below to a review I originally wrote years and years ago promoting the benefits of Soy Lecithin granules and some of the first-hand testimonials for it that I am connected to: [Link> LEFT FOR DEAD Bless And Be Blessed! ~ D-FensDogG 'Loyal American Underground'
Someone named Noreen -- who undoubtedly did not even bother to read my LEFT FOR DEAD book review -- jumped on my comment. I responded with this: NOREEN ~ I suspect that this anti-Soy campaign is a CIA disinformation program meant to scare conservatives away from Soy so that they will all eventually die of heart attacks and strokes and then the Soy-ingesting communists can take over the world! No, I don’t REALLY suspect that, but it’s certainly within the realm of possibility. What I do think is that this “Soy Boy” slur quite possibly began as a way to poke fun at Leftists — those pinky-in-the-air, Little Debbie cupcakes who live at Starbucks. Much like the terms “Libtard” and “Snowflake” (both of which I use regularly, by the way). But then people started taking it too seriously. And now, something that is really beneficial in so many ways is being scorned. Ain’t it just like the devil to work that way in “this world”? It’s true that nearly all Soy products, including Soy Lecithin, are now GMO, and that’s the one thing I don’t care for about it. (But then the majority of what the majority of us now eats is also GMO.) I very recently learned that a non-GMO Sunflower Lecithin is also available. (Lecithin from Soy and Sunflowers are the only forms I’m aware of.) It seems, however, that the Sunflower variety lacks a certain element or compound (its scientific name escapes me), and I haven’t yet had the time to research it to see just how important that missing chemical is. I may eventually switch to the Sunflower Lecithin, but for now, the Soy version, which I’ve used for 2 decades, is just fine. True, I’ve never had a sperm count conducted, but for many people, that’s not a matter for concern. And besides, I’d need to study a peer-reviewed report on that before putting any stock in it. I agree with you in that I wouldn’t be feeding Soy milk to infants, or anyone whose body is still in early development stage. But as for adults, the results as noted in my review — namely, the health food customer, my Ma, myself, and others — are enough to convince me that Soy Lecithin is almost a wonder food. (I’m 58, but no one thinks I look that old.) Frankly, I think, not Soy, but American universities are primarily responsible for creating a country full of panty-waisted, limp-wristed, so-called “male”, cupcake communists! It’s not Soy we should be avoiding, but professors of higher education institutions... who themselves should be institutionalized! I believe this Soy milk craze is just the latest Loony Leftist fad and will soon be replaced by a new “in crowd” fad for fruits. Meanwhile, we conservatives will stick to our traditional fad of clinging to our guns and religion. ~ D-FensDogG 'Loyal American Underground'
When the conversation didn't improve and what I considered under-informed comments continued piling up, I decided to post one final comment and then quit the comment thread: This conversation has taken on a more serious tone than I'd have ever imagined. As it should be, everyone is free to make their own decisions about what they consume. But I want to add one final E-Ticket plug for Soy Lecithin, and then I'll bow out. Although I'm still highly Spiritual and have a very reAlationship with God and Jesus, I was at the peak of my Spiritual life in 1995. At that time, I was working in a health food store and, in fact, it was while working in that store that I was visited by the first of three real angels. (Believe me or not. That's your choice.) With my off-the-charts blood pressure and cholesterol count, I'd have probably died years ago if I had not been introduced to Soy Lecithin. Looking back on it all these years later, I wonder if perhaps God guided me to employment in that health food store simply so that I'd meet that man (mentioned in my LEFT FOR DEAD book review) and become aware of Soy Lecithin. I only worked there for about a year and a half, but the good side benefits of that job are still with me 21 years later. First of all, I'm still alive. I feel certain that, with my reAlationship with God and Christ, if Soy Lecithin was detrimental to my health, they would have warned me about it long before I ingested it for 20 years. A good friend of mine -- I'll call him Al -- is a Trump-supporting conservative who works out strenuously in Mixed Martial Arts. He once even traveled to Thailand in order to train there in Muy-Thai Kickboxing. (Is that masculine enough?) I learned from Al that he was a longtime sufferer of clinical depression. Yes, he'd seen a doctor about it and had been prescribed meds for it. Wanting to help my friend if I could, I suggested he might give Soy Lecithin a try, and I sent him some info on it, including this: "Choline is one of the few substances able to break through the brain blood barrier. ... Fledgling research indicates that Choline from Lecithin may be able to boost memory and counteract depression and dementia traced to a deficiency of acetylcholine." He completed the 12-Day Flush to clear out all the gunk from his arteries, improving the blood and oxygen flow, and then he went on the reduced daily regimen of two tablespoons a day. Not long later, I received the following from Al in an Email: Where I've noticed it most is my skin, believe it or not. My wife actually had all of her hair salon girls examine and touch my face, and all of them were jealous. I think the majority of them are now taking soy lecithin just because they can see how youthful and smooth it's made my skin. Not that I was ever some haggard, wrinkled harpy, but I guess it's a huge, noticeable difference. Maybe a week later, he sent me this: I just went for a run, and the craziest thing happened. I could not get tired. Now, I hate running. I'm not good at it. It's one of those things I do just because I know I should, and I don't try to overdo it. But today I could not get tired. I just kept pushing myself and pushing myself, whereas usually I have to slow down quite a bit and my heart is racing like mad. I know soy lecithin is good for the heart, but is it supposed to help with your cardiovascular system? Because this is a striking difference to me. And I'm not saying that it IS the lecithin, mind you, but it's just very, very startling to me that I've never been good at running and always quick to exhaust during runs, and suddenly, after taking this stuff for a month, I feel like I could run so much harder without tiring. I wrote back: This actually makes sense to me. Because having done the 12-Day Flush to scrub your arterial walls, and with the daily maintenance, you now undoubtedly have much better blood flow, delivering more oxygen to all of your internal organs. Improve the delivery system and it should improve the capacity and efficiency of the body parts. And then a couple weeks later, he wrote me again and doubled-down: During my [latest] boxing workout, I pushed myself to 195 Beats Per Minute (my new max), which implies that I have the heart of a 25 year old. While it's not 100% scientific, it's generally accepted that to figure out what heart age you have, you push yourself to your absolute limit, and then you take down your BPM. Subtract that number from 220 and you'll see what 'age' your heart is. So I'm a 34 year old with a 25 year old heart. Secondly, as in my previous workout, I could NOT get tired. I actually was throwing in more combos, throwing harder punches, and pushing myself harder than usual. I boxed for 45 minutes straight. At the end of each workout, my watch tells me my average heart rate throughout the entire session. Usually it's something like 110, because it counts the highs of when I'm really pushing myself, along with the lows of when I'm resting or just warming up. My average BPM for that session was 164. I was at my 'peak' for almost the entirety of my workout, and yet I kept going without ever feeling the need to stop for more than just a few sips of air. Also, my resting heart rate was 64 before I started taking lecithin. Now it's 58. None of my exercise habits have changed, nor has my diet otherwise. Al related the following to me, in regards to his depression: Just last night I noticed that I was in a particularly bouncy mood. Then I realized I've been like that for a while now. I asked my wife, do you notice an improvement in my mood? She laughed and said for the last month you've been a totally different person. It's almost strange. So I told her you'd probably get a kick out of hearing that. Yes, *I* think the soy lecithin is definitely affecting my mood, but since I'm probably biased, I'm just glad to hear my wife thinks it's such a night and day difference. And she used those exact words to describe it. Like night and day. As a final note, Al is into researching things, and just this morning, he shared the following with me: Thinking of soy lecithin in regards to soyboys, it makes me wonder... does soy lecithin not produce estrogen? Is it different from regular soy products? Because it IS a known fact that soy produces estrogen, which even caused male lab rats to grow breasts (but didn't shrink their genitals). It may also increase femininity, but no one seems to be clear about that. But is soy lecithin different? Here's an article excerpt I found that might interest you: Recent research suggests that excess levels of estrogen in the female or male body can have negative consequences on health. Estrogen Dominance can lead to acne, weight gain, changes in mood, male breast development and may increase risk factors for hormone sensitive cancers. Soy foods include phytoestrogens, which are plant estrogens. These estrogens molecules are found specifically in soy proteins. As a result, many people are concerned with limiting their intake of soy products to help maintain a healthy hormone balance. This may cause some to avoid soy lecithin, which is a derivative of soybeans However, phytoestrogens found in soy protein are purported to have different effects than certain “bad” forms of estrogen found in the body. When these weak phytoestrogens bind to cell receptors in the human body, they antagonize those receptors by blocking the binding of natural estrogens. And, so, that's all I has to say 'bout this. Let each person do their own research and follow their own conscience and wisdom. Me? I'm off to the kitchen for today's two heaping tablespoons of Soy Lecithin...
~ D-FensDogG 'Loyal American Underground'
Anyone interested in looking into the topic further might want to start here: What Is Soy Lecithin? . I want to close by saying that we should all be wary and conduct our due diligence before accepting as gospel any so-called scientific studies on ANYTHING.
Many of the scientific reports we learn from were bankrolled by Foundations and Corporations, and when they fund research projects, they expect to receive the results they paid for.
This is the reason that approximately every 15 to 20 years, so-called scientists in every field -- including the field of Nutrition -- reverse themselves on previous pronouncements: . DOH! Actually, it turns out that a little beer and red wine IS good for you.
DOH! Actually, it turns out that a Non-Fat diet is bad for you; there are some "good" fats you should be getting in your diet.
DOH! Actually, it turns out that there's NOT overpopulation, but a dangerous dearth of Population Replacement.
DOH! Actually, it turns out that the world is NOT about to die in a new Ice Age after all, but that it's going to die by Global Warming, thanks to mankind's "First World" lifestyle. . It also doesn't help in a quest for truth when scientists feed lab rats outrageous amounts of anything -- well beyond what any human would ever relatively consume -- and then announce that there were negative side effects: Yeah, no kidding! In four weeks you fed Vitamin B-17 to a lab animal at a ratio of 1,000 times its body weight, and you think the fact that it developed cancer warrants a dire warning to the American people? . Listen, if you seek your own reAlationship with God the Father and His Son, Christ Yeshua, you will not need to worry about being deceived by all the charlatans in "this world". Christ will show you The Way and implant within you The Holy Spiritof God to lead you to Truth. Turn your life over to God, NOT to scientists! . ~ Stephen T. McCarthy .
STEPHEN = The first person known to have been martyred because of their personal testimony of Jesus Christ (Acts 6-7). My foremost allegiance is to my Holy King, Jesus, who has been given all authority in Heaven and on Earth, and to His God who bestowed it upon Him (Matt. 28:18; John 20:17). ----- T. = Thoreau, as in Henry David Thoreau, the writer and staunch abolitionist whose classic 1849 essay Civil Disobedience includes this: "I cannot for an instant recognize that political organization as my government which is the slave's government also." I abhor slavery and injustice in all of their forms! ----- McCARTHY = The Wisconsin Senator, Joseph McCarthy, one of America's greatest heroes and the MOST unjustly vilified individual in our country's history! His efforts to expose Communist infiltration of our government transformed this embattled man's name into a pejorative catchword: McCarthyism. If you still believe that Joseph McCarthy was the most evil American of the Twentieth Century, educate yourself today. Go to... https://www.thenewamerican.com/culture/history/item/15223-the-real-mccarthy-record ...and see how you've been misled.
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WOT? ME, A LIBTARD?
MOJITO MADMAN
WOT? ME, "THE KING OF HOSTILITY"?
WOT? ME, "DEPLORABLE"?!
WOT? ME, A SALESMAN?
WOT? ME, A MAFIOSO?
Don't Drink The Red Kool-Aid,
But Take The Red Pill.
ALL ABOUT ME!
Likes: Raindrops on roses; whiskers on kittens; bright copper kettles; warm woolen mittens; girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes; snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes.
Dislikes: Dog bites; bee stings; tattooed women; Uncle Sam; U2; Quentin Tarantino; Madonna; Clint Eastwood; conforming "nonconformists"; martinis made with anything other than gin and vermouth.
"When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man," . . . Al Gore invented the Internet, and I was able to put all of my childish words and understanding and thoughts in a Blog.
So, special thanks go to Al Gore (for the Internet) and to Saint Paul (for the inspiration of that opening sentence), and to you, MY READER, for taking time out of your busy day to read my "stuffs." I appreciate your attention and your vote in the Reader Satisfaction Poll below - even if you hate me and your vote reflects that hatred. (You didn't forget to vote, did you?)
