David A Kessler, author of The End of Overeating: Taking Control of the Insatiable American Appetite,
is a doctor and lawyer, med school dean and former FDA commissioner.
He’s also someone whose weight has yo-yoed back and forth all his life,
someone who is plagued with insatiable junk-food cravings. His new book
– grounded in research that included dumpster-diving chain restaurants
to read the ingredient labels on the foods whose makeup they wouldn’t
discuss, tries to answer the neurological question of why we crave
shitty junk food:
The labels showed the foods were bathed in salt, fat and sugars, beyond
what a diner might expect by reading the menu, Kessler said. The
ingredient list for Southwestern Eggrolls mentioned salt eight different
times; sugars showed up five times. The “egg rolls,” which are
deep-fried in fat, contain chicken that has been chopped up like
meatloaf to give it a “melt in the mouth” quality that also makes it
faster to eat. By the time a diner has finished this appetizer, she has
consumed 910 calories, 57 grams of fat and 1,960 milligrams of sodium.
Instead of satisfying hunger, the salt-fat-sugar combination will
stimulate that diner’s brain to crave more, Kessler said. For many, the
come-on offered by Lay’s Potato Chips – “Betcha can’t eat just one” –
is scientifically accurate. And the food industry manipulates this
neurological response, designing foods to induce people to eat more than
they should or even want, Kessler found…
“The food the industry is selling is much more powerful than we
realized,” he said. “I used to think I ate to feel full. Now I know, we
have the science that shows, we’re eating to stimulate ourselves. And so
the question is what are we going to do about it?”
CBC made a good documentary on adult ADHD and part of it really caught me off guard because i swear they repeated verbatim my life story for the past 3 years
My ADHD manifested in excellent in-class work. Excellent understanding in discussions. Excellent participation.
My ADHD manifested in piles of homework left undone until the last possible minute, while I stared at them, thinking; “I want to get these done. I understand the theory. It would take 10 minutes. I want to start, why can’t I start?”
My ADHD manifested in fantastic reading comprehension – nigh impenetrable focus on interesting topics the first time I’m reading about them.
My ADHD manifested in a complete inability to focus on reviews or re-reads, mind skittering sideways and away whenever anything was boring or repetitive. I sat down to study, my books open, my eyes on the text, and my brain clawing its way out the back of my head to focus on something else – anything else. Focus, focus! [No.]
My ADHD manifested in Articulating wings half-finished but still beautiful, in beautiful lineart and half-hearted coloring. In stories written passionately for days until I forgot it existed and never returned. In projects started and forgotten and started and forgotten a thousand times until my bins of project supplies piled up and my bank account shriveled down. No, it will be different this time – I LOVE this new thing. This new thing is my world, my destiny, my Everything. I CREATE and CREATE and CREATE and never FINISH.
My ADHD manifested in confusion and surprise as time slithered away, hours passing like minutes and minutes seeming endless by contrast. An inability to gauge how much time had passed, was left, a task would take. An inability to hold dates in my head, because time didn’t feel consistent or even real.
My ADHD manifested in watching someone talk and not understanding a word they said – literally hearing sounds and translating out only nonsense. In thoughts so loud I couldn’t speak coherently. In a conversation across the room shattering an idea I was trying to hold. It’s hard to think when you’re already thinking about everything around you.
Hello Everyone! I have been working for the past few years on my Undergraduate degree and in order to graduate this May I need to complete a final project. I have decided to look at the effect of the December update on Tumblr’s online community.
If you have a moment please take my survey and tell me what you think about the new changes.
https://forms.gle/TQpnGkV249Vs6RCB7
Thank you for your time~!
Just thought I should mention the survey is only going to be open for a week! so until Apr 14th.
If you have questions please message me!
Hey fam! If you could please take a moment to look at this questionnaire and fill it out that would be great. @yusaofthedawn actually interviewed myself and a couple of other content creators on here for their thesis, but they need more data to work with.
It takes less than two minutes to fill out, and you’ll be helping someone finish their undergrad thesis. Thank you!
David French served as squadron judge advocate for the Second Squadron,
Third Armored Cavalry Regiment, stationed at Forward Operating Base
Caldwell in Diyala Province, Iraq; he walked patrol with other soldiers,
during which he and his colleagues confronted routine armed aggression
from insurgents out of uniform, who used IEDs as well as firearms in
their fights with US soldiers.
During his entire deployment, amid hundreds of firefights, French’s unit
killed two civilians: “one to small-arms fire and one to a wayward
artillery shell.”
So French has a question: how is it that US soldiers stationed in
hostile territory – where enemy forces mingle with civilians, where the
soldiers and the civilians don’t even share a common language – are
able to avoid killing civilians, while US police officers – whose
on-the-job mortality is far lower than HVAC repairers and construction
workers – shoot unarmed civilians, especially black people, all the
goddamned time?
French is responding to “Jack Dunphy,” the pseudonym used by a retired
LAPD officer who says the cops just can’t be blamed for murdering
unarmed black people.
“The medical establishment in particular has been slow to comply with the ADA.“
“The medical establishment in particular has been slow to comply with
the ADA. Dr. Lisa Iezzoni knows why. Not only has she researched the
topic, she has lived it. At the end of her first semester in medical
school in 1980, she was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, which
complicated her future — but not nearly as much as the prejudicial
attitudes that had already shaped the profession she hoped to enter. In
short, she successfully completed her studies and graduated from Harvard
Medical School but was prevented from applying for an internship or
residency by HMS higher-ups, whose biased, uninformed views on her
disability led them to withhold support for credentialing.
Since then, Iezzoni, now a professor of medicine at Harvard Medical
School, has distinguished herself as an expert in healthcare inequities,
especially for the disabled community. In a 2016 American Medical Association Journal of Ethics
article, she writes that physicians “have little understanding about
living with disability or the consequences for daily life or
health-related behaviors.”
She cites a seminal study of the attitudes of
233 doctors, nurses and emergency medical technicians toward treating
persons with spinal cord injury. She then compares their responses to
people who actually live with SCI. One statistic stands out starkly: Only 18 percent of the medical personnel said they could imagine being
glad to be alive following SCI, compared to 92 percent of those living
with SCI.”
Brent Seales called them Fat Bastard and Banana Boy. They were two charred, highly fragile relics that had survived the Mount Vesuvius volcanic eruption of 79 CE, which doused residents of Pompeii and neighboring Herculaneum in a searing blast of destructive gas and volcanic matter. Herculaneum was buried under 80 feet of ash that eventually became solid rock.
Incredibly, the library of Herculaneum (known as the Villa dei Papiri) was still filled with over 1800 scrolls, solidified into dark husks. The words inside—religious text, scientific observation, poetry—could provide unprecedented insight into human history. Yet unraveling them has proved difficult. The papyri are so damaged and rigid from lack of moisture that they suffer from a kind of archaeological rigor mortis. And unlike the paralysis that seizes the body upon death, this condition is permanent. Delicate attempts to open the scrolls by hand have been destructive. For a long time, it seemed as if the secrets of the texts would remain locked away for good.
But as Seales stared at the two hardened masses in front of him in 2009, he didn’t share that pessimism. A professor of computer science at the University of Kentucky, he believed that the manual unwrapping that had long failed could be replaced by virtual unwrapping—the digital opening of the texts using computer tomography (CT) scanning and software to penetrate inside the rolled-up scrolls, revealing layers once thought invisible to the eye.
I posted this cartoon (with sincere apologies to cartoonist Sidney Harris) over on Facebook, and an American friend said they’d been trying to follow some of the Brexit news, but frankly it was all a bit confusing (and as if there’s not enough confusion to sort through in the States), so I wrote a very brief primer and answered some follow-up questions, all of which got a nod of approval from…
