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Wednesday, November 16, 2016

English Test │ Dietary Migraine Triggers │ Our Unhealthy Overindulgence in Omega-6 Fatty Acids │ "Six Surprising Secrets of Super-Agers"

I was to bed ahead of midnight last evening ─ it's been several days since I have managed that.

A bathroom break at some point after 3:00 a.m. followed the first interruption in my sleep, and my last clock check was at 7:25 a.m. this morning when I decided to rise for the day.

I don't know what the blazes is going on with my youngest step-son Pote, but the bugger and his girlfriend have been here all day as I type this out at 2:34 p.m.  In other words, he never seemed to have to go to work ─ he's only worked once in the past five days at the sports shop he's employed at, and I'm fed up with being robbed of my private home time during the day.

His older brother Tho got home from work just after 2:15 p.m., and that was the cue for the two younger morons to finally stir from bed.  Pote's bed is in the boys' den area, and of course Tho needs the lights on once he gets home.

What a wastrel pair the youngsters are.  Pote has no ambition when she's here with him ─ they sleep all night, and try to sleep as long into the afternoon as they can, too.  It sickens me.

I've got to switch topics.

We seemed to have experienced light showers recurring throughout the night, and thus far through the day.

Here's something different for you to try ─ an English test.  Well, four of them, actually, with 10 questions in each test.

I may have included them in some previous post, but just after 11:00 p.m. last evening I forwarded the tests to my E-mail list of over 30 people.

Only one person replied back to offer his results.

Now granted, I never asked anyone to reply to me with their results ─ I just sent the E-mail out with the test links.  But I realized that people are rather vain, and anyone who bested my results would probably want to gloat by letting me know.

So I think it is relatively safe to conclude that probably no one else managed to match me.

Each of the tests of 10 questions is for the English in a different English-speaking country:  thus, British English, Canadian English, American English, and Australian English.

So here they are, with my results displayed:
  1. How Good Is Your British English? (I got just six out of 10 correct)
  2. How Good Is Your Canadian English? (I got nine out of 10 correct) 
  3. How Good Is Your American English? (I got six out of 10 correct) 
  4. How Good Is Your Australian English? (I really failed ─ just four out of 10 correct)
Roger Li claimed to have bested me by one point in each of the four tests.

I felt that the American English test was the most unfair for the people speaking it because too many of the questions required a knowledge of foreign words in order to know what the American equivalent was.

How is that a test of American English?  Those questions were a test of foreign languages.  How can someone possibly pick the American term for the foreign word, if the foreign word is unknown to the person taking the test?

How is that a failure of knowing American English?

Rather, it's a rotten trick.

Boy, I'm cranky.

I had hoped to finish and publish the new post this morning that I've been working on since last Saturday at one of my hosted websites, but I had to put a halt to it at 11:30 a.m.  I could see that it was going to take me deep into the noon-hour, if not even beyond.

I just don't have the physical resources to work on such a post for that long ─  it saps too much out of me.  As it was, I had to return to bed to recover.  My butt and back ached from being hunched over the low keyboard while I was sitting on the metal chair that I have to use, and my eyes were burning.

There was likely some depression involved ─ I was in bed for nearly an hour before I checked the time.  I was so very comfortable there that I could easily have drifted off again ─ I wanted to.

What was there that was worthwhile for me to get up for?

But I had not yet eaten anything, and I wanted to get together the extras to go with a turkey hindquarter that I wanted to roast in a pan in the oven   I realized that Pote and his girlfriend were not yet up from bed, and I wanted to get at it before they decided to monopolize the kitchen for an hour or more ─ they are incapable of preparing anything quickly.

By the way, the pair have taken off for somewhere in Tho's car, so it is just he home with me for now as we start the second half of the afternoon.


Although I am not a migraine sufferer, I do avoid MSG.  It isn't because I am concerned about a headache ─ I just know that the stuff is harmful.  It is not a food ─ it is not something that our bodies can utilize through digestion and absorption.

I also know that its sole purpose is to exaggerate our appetite.

A recent study has been done that identifies a number of dietary triggers of migraines ─ this report speaks of the study:


The report has a link to the abstract of the study, but the full study requires a paid subscription to access it.  But if you want it bad enough and can't afford to buy it, you can use Sci-Hub.ac to get access.

It's a shame that MSG is so prevalent in processed foods.  The consumer cannot even rely on the truth of labels.  For instance, although I have never seen a label stamped as "clean label," the label exists worldwide, and people generally assume that the contents are natural and chemical-free.

But it isn't so.  Government regulatory agencies have no legal definition of what a "clean label" must mean ─ the food industry decides for itself.

The consumer must read the list of ingredients and not just look for short-cuts like some "clean label" that can be hiding things.

Where MSG is concerned, here is superb advice from NewMarketHealth.com:
Even if a food claims to have "No MSG," "No added MSG," or "No MSG added," if it contains any of these ingredients, leave it right on the store shelf:
  • anything "hydrolyzed" such as a "hydrolyzed protein,"
  • soy protein, including soy protein concentrate and soy protein isolate,
  • autolyzed yeast,
  • yeast extract,
  • monopotassium glutamate,
  • sodium caseinate, or
  • calcium caseinate.
And, of course, steer clear of anything with the Big Kahuna itself, monosodium glutamate in it!

Remember, MSG, including all of its aliases, doesn't add one bit of nutritional value to food. It's put there for one reason and one reason alone – to trick your brain into thinking those chips or soup or a frozen dinner taste better.

It's a big, fat deception that allows manufacturers to use inferior ingredients (or, practically no ingredients at all), and yet still make a product that seems to taste good.

You probably have some familiarity with omega-3 and omega-6 fatty acids, perhaps understanding that both are essential for our health.

Well, research has learned that it is essential to have a balanced intake of these two type of fatty acids, with possibly even more omega-3 in our diet than omega-6.

But that is not happening in the modern world:
...While the body needs both types of fatty acid, human beings evolved to eat a diet containing equal amounts of omega 6 and omega 3 in it. But that dietary ratio is now a belt-busting 16:1 rather than the healthy 1: 2/1, the authors contend.

Fatty acids act directly on the central nervous system, influencing food intake and the sensitivity of the hormones involved in blood sugar control (insulin) and appetite suppression (leptin).

But too much omega 6 promotes inflammation and is prothrombotic (increasing the risk of blood clotting) as well as boosting production of white fat tissue that is stored rather than 'good' energy-burning brown fat tissue.

And copious amounts of white fat and chronic inflammation are the hallmarks of obesity, the authors point out, as well as being linked to type 2 diabetes, cardiovascular disease, metabolic syndrome, and cancer. 
That's from this British Medical Journal 'press release':


That report on the research offers advice on how to restore the proper dietary balance, but once again NewMarketHealth.com has some extra points to make, recognizing that the advice given in the report is "off the rails in several places":
  • Step #1: Meat. They're basically throwing in the towel on meat because most beef these days is drained dry of omega-3s. And it's true: Factory farm cows are fed mostly corn and a few other grains, as well as a boatload of junk food to fatten them up faster. However, when livestock eats grass or hay, its meat is loaded with omega-3s, so switch to organic, grass-fed beef and dairy. 
  • Step #2: Fish. Their approach recommends you eat more fish, but the truth is, you've got to eat more of the right kind of fish. Farmed varieties of fish just won't cut it, but wild-caught varieties of fatty fish like tuna, salmon and mackerel are omega-3 all-stars. 
  • Step #3: Cooking oil. The researchers start off warning against vegetable oils like corn, sunflower and soy oil that are high in omega-6 – and that's excellent advice. Ditch the canola oil, and use extra virgin olive and coconut oil in your cooking.
That third step threw me for a loop, because they also say we should use canola, flaxseed, walnut, or chia oil – and that really misses the mark! As I've warned you in the past, practically all canola produced in the U.S. comes from GM crops. That means you have a good chance of getting a dose of glyphosate weed killer every time you cook with canola.

Plus that, canola oil goes through an additional deodorizing process that turns some of the oil's omega-3s into toxic trans fats.

And remember to also steer clear of corn and soy oils. Those are two more crops practically guaranteed to be GMOs.

Flaxseed, walnut, and chia oils are fine for salads, but they're terrible for cooking because they have low smoke points. When fat reaches a smoke point it starts releasing unhealthy chemicals in the air and in your food, as well as adding a burnt taste to whatever you're cooking.

It has long struck me that survivors of the World War II Holocaust seem ─ in a remarkable many cases ─ to be very long-lived individuals.

I want to refer you to a recent article that heavily reflects upon the findings of a 2011 study titled Lifestyle Factors of People with Exceptional Longevity (DOI: 10.1111/j.1532-5415.2011.03498.x).

That's only the abstract of the study ─ the general public has to pay a fee to access the full study.  But again, it is possible to access it anyway at Sci-Hub.ac.

This is the commentary I want to direct your attention to:


I was going to quote some very unexpected statements from that commentary, but I will instead leave it to you to discover them for yourself ─ I assure you, they are almost shocking claims in light of what you may have heard or read as being the optimal way to live into a long, long life.

I will quote the very last part of the 2011 study for your consideration, if you have taken the trouble to check out the above commentary:
...In conclusion, although lifestyle factors are important for determining lifespan in humans, their contribution to extreme longevity remains debatable. This study suggests that people with exceptional longevity reach older ages despite lifestyle choices similar to those of the general population, supporting the notion that genetic factors related to exceptional longevity may also protect against the detrimental effects of poor lifestyle choices. It is also possible that epigenetic factors may contribute to exceptional longevity. Future studies should confirm these findings and evaluate specific gene–environment interactions in relation to age-related diseases and longevity.

I have an oldish family photo to post ─ the description beneath it is from the Google album where I have the scan saved:

That is my older maternal half-sister Phyllis smiling slightly, and gazing at the photographer.

She was attending the marriage of our cousin Gail (née Hyatt) to new husband Eugene ─ probably in Calgary back in 1974 or 1975.
Now I close with a journal entry from 41 years ago when I was 26 years old, and living in a basement housekeeping unit in New Westminster.

I was renting the small unit in a house located on Ninth Street at Third Avenue.

My big plan for the day was a hike out to 6038 Imperial Street in Burnaby where my father Hector was sharing an apartment with his girlfriend Maria Fadden.  I would be hiking there, and then back home again.

It was just about always a gamble on what state of sobriety I would find the two to be in.

I managed to get to bed at 7:00 p.m. the evening prior to this entry.
SUNDAY, November 16, 1975

I slept badly, arising just after 2:30 a.m.

I lied under my sun lamp yesterday about 10 minutes a side, and have some pretty painful burns as a result.

I did 6 laps at the track.

I am leaving for dad's a few minutes short of 8:00 a.m.

Again, I got them out of bed; they were full sober.

My day was very peaceful.

As before, I visited till 5:30 p.m., and Marie was abed asleep.

It was good to stuff myself; I've been leaving myself quite hungry the past few days, not having glutted since Wednesday at mom's.

Dad & I watched Edmonton beat Regina for the Western Finals, its third such placing in a row; perhaps next Sunday they'll beat Montreal and finally win the Grey Cup, making dad & Mark very happy, I guess.   

My walk home was in a rain; all day it's been cold.

I'll be in bed at 7:15 p.m..

Yesterday's election was only for tax payers, dad said.

Day 27 of the postal strike.
I used the sunlamp just for my face and neck ─ I would lie on my side beneath it with that side of my head about 1½ feet below the bulb.  As the bulb grew weaker over the months, I would bring the bulb closer and closer until finally the cage encasing the bulb would essentially be practically touching my face.

I had a sickly complexion if left to my naturally pale state, so this was my method of salvaging some self-esteem.

I had probably been doing this for at least five years.

My laps were run at the New Westminster Secondary School track.

It seems that I had a good visit with my dear father and Maria.  I am always pleased to read of it ─ I miss him so much.

I had been worrying that I had missed out on voting, for I had promised my mother that I would get out and vote NDP.  But when I heard that an election was taking place just the day before, I wondered if I had misunderstood about the December date I had believed the election was to be taking place.

Anyway ─ so went my day exactly 41 years ago.
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