Frankenstein’s New Monster: Soy

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Writer for the Plutocrap website, known to me only as Jolly Roger, posted an informative article on FrankenFoods, where he examined how herbicides seem to be creating pathogens that attack the soy crop the herbicide was designed to protect. The possible side effect of poisoning the soy is that it could also poison us, but that seems to be of secondary importance to its manufacturers. I have to be honest about this. Though I am typically apathetic about environmental issues, I am more than a little concerned, both for the safety of the soon to be embattled soy, and for vegetarians who survive on it. You are what you eat and an endangered soybean is nothing to which I aspire.

The piece had special meaning for me, because I, probably more than others, enjoy frankensnacks as my primary food source.

My family became vegetarians when I was a child. My sister evolved into a health extremist who only eats organic produce and things made with organic ingredients. I, on the other hand, primarily eat frankenfoods. My primary source of protein is frankensoy.

My sister is far healthier than I. I am usually sleepy, often have hints of headaches or nausea, and I suffer a tubful of miscellaneous symptoms on any given day. The problems go back as far as I can remember. Over time, I have come to take my maladies for granted to the point that I don’t even feel afflicted. Daily pain and discomfort seem perfectly natural, as if it were part of the human condition.

If I had awakened one day, my body instantly transformed into its current state, I would have rushed to the emergency room; but because I became what I am slowly, I accepted it in the small doses presented to me, and with little thought at all. Take ibuprofen, I would think, after all, that’s what people with headaches do. Lie down, the nausea will go away. People sometimes feel queasy. It’s OK.

Humans tend to accept gradual decline as a part of their life, even if they would panic were the degraded state flung upon them suddenly. Knowing this, I can see that it is not natural and that I should be panicking, not suppressing symptoms. That is what I realize intellectually; but emotionally, I cannot react, because I am the same as I was yesterday, and last week and last month, so if it was not a huge deal then, it probably is not now. So at ease with my decay am I, that I discuss it from a distance, as if the victim were someone else, and I had only a passing sympathy.

There are exceptions, of course, but mostly what I have told you is true. My sister attributes my ramshackle state to bad dietary choices. She tells me that I have potentially ruined my body by filling it with man-made toxins and though it could be too late for salvation, I should still try. If her theory is correct, we get poisoned gradually, and once we are beleaguered with manifest symptoms in numerous varieties, it could be too late. Even worse, though I recognize the ailments with disappointment, I still don’t afford them the respect they probably merit. It is hard to fret over such things because I am so accustomed to them.

Even less common afflictions, some symptomatic of Marfan and TMJ seem more like family with whom I don’t get along than hostile intruders. I have created a welcoming home for all my body’s gremlins: no prejudice here; and it seems that I don’t busy myself in the service of problems they create. I tend to ignore them. As with most things, one’s attitude determines whether he lives in victory or in defeat. My frankindiet has shown itself unworthy as an adversary. Despite my passivism, I am still here and mostly stress-free and happy, even though I do sometimes worry about certain issues related to my dorsal fin, as most doctors have no experience treating those.

 

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John Myste

John Myste is a proud agnostic liberal living in Texas with his loving wife, two loving dogs and a cat. He does not actively seek the truth, and has a firm opinion on nothing. He likes interesting discussions and unique perspectives; and he hopes and believes that if he indulges in these, the truth will follow.
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12 years ago

A thousand year old carrot??…You’ve got Tesco’s over there then?

Michael John Scott
12 years ago

I loved the dorsal fin graphic. A nice touch to an interesting story.

Reply to  Michael John Scott
12 years ago

That is a little bit of an inside joke, but I am not sure if you are in on the joke or not. The graphic was the one part I did not contribute.

It was a very nice touch, though, and brilliantly placed at the end.

Now that I think about it, placing it at the beginning would have been interesting as well, as it would have created a subtlety that could easily be missed, but then again, you may say: “Ah, now I get why that picture of a fin was up there.”

Reply to  John Myste
12 years ago

I take complete responsibility for the dorsal fin graphic, but only because you liked it.

BigHarryH
12 years ago

I’m an avid fruit and veg grower, they are just tamed wild growing plants that didn’t kill us. If we ever decide to try and feed all the hungry in the world, the only way it could be done is with scientific farming methods.

Reply to  BigHarryH
12 years ago

That may be the only practical way. Obviously, if we fed the hungry to the hungry, pretty soon the probably would self-correct. Cannibals never starve. It’s natural.

12 years ago

I certainly hope your dorsal fin stops giving you problems. A tip: don’t go swimming.

Whether we like or not, even folks who buy organic, or grow their own veggies, what we eat has been modified from veggies grown centuries ago, we probably wouldn’t recognize a carrot grown a thousand years ago and considering we are living longer, the food we eat has something to do with that fact.

Now all the colorings put into processed foods along with other non-nutritious chemicals, now that’s a different story. Produce grown by me (tomatoes, peppers, pears,herbs and spices) is delicious, but modified.

Reply to  Holte Ender
12 years ago

That is actually a very profound point, the thousand year old carrot, that is.

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