Monday, March 31, 2008

Is what you eat related to how you feel?

In Defense of Food

Michael Pollan


Have you ever read the labels on food? You know the one, Nutrition Facts. “All” of the ingredients are listed, the percentages of daily diet for calories, fats, vitamins and more. I've always been a little compulsive about reading these labels. Judy rolls her eyes and groans when I read them aloud.


Michael Pollan, in his latest book, In Defence of Food, leads me to pay even more attention to food labels. Pollan uses a circuitous route, debunking “nutritionism” to the point where I find it hard to believe anything the food industry tells me.


Pollan builds his case layer by layer, starting in the early 19th century, through the McGovern hearings in the 1970's that gave us our fear of fats, and into the ingredients and FDA approvals for food like substances. By the time he gets to the recommendations, I am ready to stop eating anything with the ubiquitous nutrition facts label. (It's not often that raw carrots or fresh fruit have those labels!)


In 1973 the food industry convinced the FDA to stop enforcing the 1938 law that required imitation foods be labeled imitation. For example, margarine had had to be labeled “imitation butter.” The feeding frenzy started immediately. Everything was open to adulteration (New! Improved!)


The second subtitle of the book is Eat Food, Not too Much, Mostly Plants. The second half of the book contains simple rules to guide you to a diet that promises to be much healthier.


His recommendations do not lower the cost of food, but they may reduce your lifetime medical expenses. He blames many western diseases (diabetes, heart disease, obesity ...) on our diet of food-like substances. A better diet should yield lower disease rates and significant medical savings.


Although Pollan never mentions Crohn's disease, the obvious conclusion I draw is the it could be caused by our American diet. The epidemiologic studies of Crohn's disease show almost exactly the same pattern as the diseases he claims are diet related. Maybe switching to an even healthier diet will ameliorate my disease symptoms?


I will try to follow Pollan's recommendations as much as possible. We eat close to them, but we have some ways to go. For example, I haven't darkened the door of a McDonald's for about two years. Now it's time to do more to improve my diet.


Good book. I recommend it.


The rules:

    1. Don't eat anything your Great Grandmother wouldn't recognize as food.

    2. Avoid food products containing ingredients that are a) unfamiliar, b) unpronounceable, c) more than five in number, or that include d) high-fructose corn syrup.

    3. Avoid food products that make health claims.

    4. Shop the peripheries of the supermarket and stay out of the middle.

    5. Get out of the supermarket whenever possible.

    6. Eat mostly plants, especially leaves.

    7. You are what you eat eats, too.

    8. If you have the space, buy a freezer.

    9. Eat like an omnivore.

    10. Eat well grown foods from healthy soils.

    11. Eat wild foods when you can.

    12. Be the kind of person who eats supplements.

    13. Eat more like the French, or the Italians, or the Japanese, or the Indians, or the Greeks, or ...

    14. Regard non-traditional foods with skepticism.

    15. Don't look for the magic bullet in traditional foods.

    16. Have a glass of wine with dinner.

    17. Pay more, eat less.

    18. Eat meals.

    19. Do all your eating at a table.

    20. Don't get your fuel from the same place your car does.

    21. Try not to eat alone.

    22. Consult your gut. (That means pay attention to the full feeling.)

    23. Eat slowly.

    24. Cook, and if you can, plant a garden.


Simple rules, not too many, but they appear to go against the grain of “modern” habits. Let's go there.


= = = = Guy





Sunday, March 30, 2008

Grand Ole Opry


This week I am in Nashville at the COMMON conference. I hosted a meeting for two days immediately prior to the major conference. Our meeting ended late Saturday afternoon. Over drinks a colleague suggested the Grand Ole Opry as something to do.


Well, everyone else already had tickets, so my option was to go alone. Not being a real loner, I almost didn't go. Good thing I didn't stay in the hotel to sleep.


What a great show on a late Saturday night. It started at 9:30 PM and went for over two hours. Those of you who know me know that's way beyond my bewitching hour. I'm tired now, but very glad to have been there.


I had been to the Grand Ole Opry about fifteen years ago to see our “friend” Lou Gerstner speak. This was a much better program. It's a beautiful auditorium with no bad seats. I had a great view from the mezzanine. The seating was a little unusual, think padded church pews. It would have been great to snuggle with Judy during the love songs, but that was not appropriate for the young lady I was seated next to. Same for the guy on the other side.


On the way in there are huge signs about no audio or video recording. The sign is thee just to increase your cynicism. I've never seen more camera phones in use (including mine), pocket video cameras, or expensive digital SLRs. When a name act was on stage there was a steady stream of fans to the stage to get a photo. There was even an usher to remind them to keep down so the front row people could see. The fans were almost as fun to watch as the acts. I don't get to many concerts, and the audience never did that at the operas I've been to.


The acts. Oh, the acts. I was drinking a Jack Daniels when the show was suggested to me. She said that the Charlie Daniels Band would be there. I thought it was Jack's brother, so it's got to be good. He was.


For those of you who have never listened to the live show on WSM, it is really four thirty minute programs, each with a performing host. Each show had three or four acts, plus one or two songs by the host. It is a real radio show, so we got to listen to the commercial announcements between the acts. Think Prairie Home Show with real commercials.


The first host was "Little" Jimmy Dickens, who was 87 years old, and proud of it. He's a tiny little guy, well worthy of his nickname. He opened with one of my favorites, “May the Bird of Paradise Fly up your Nose.” Excellent.


Jimmy then introduced Nel McDaniel who did “Stand up for America.” We were obligated to stand during the final verse, with American flags flying on the three huge TV screens. Phil Stacey followed.


After the obligatory Ribs and Chicken commercial, Jeannie Seely came on stage to host the second act and sing “Let me be your Hero.” He introduced Neal McCoy who sang about things that “Never Cross a Man's Mind.” Kellie Pickler was next. She did several songs, and I didn't take my eyes off the stage long enough to write down what she sang, but it was very good. The little girls clamored around in front of the stage with signs proclaiming their love for Kellie. At the end of the act she brought one especially cute little girl, maybe four years old, onto the stage. Way cute! Both of them.


Finally, there was a name I recognized! Vince Gill hosted the third act. Dare I say the crowd went wild! They knew him, too. He introduced Jean Shepard, another eighty something year old lady who did a very nice yodel for us. Next was a popular “local” group who performs every Monday night at some venue in downtown Nashvill: The Time Jumpers. They did bluegrass, and Vince played guitar with them. One of the songs was one of my old favorites, a Gene Autry hit from 1939, “South of the Border.” They are good, and if I am ever in Nashville on a Monday night, I will seek them out.


That section closed with the Grand Ole Opry square dancers. Hey, they are good. Not like the grandpas and grandmas we see coming to the convention in the basement of the Kahler Hotel in Rochester. These six people could move!


The last half hour was hosted by “Whispering” Bill Anderson who did an excellent rendition of “Hello, Mrs. Johnson.” He introduced Ralph Stanley who sang a perennial favorite, “The Unicorn Song.” We all sang along with the Green Alligator refrain. To offset that happy song, he also did “O Death.” That was a very emotional piece for me. I could see Louie, Jim and Lucy on their death beds all through the song. I do miss those old folks. They would have loved the show.


The last act was the Charlie Daniels Band. They were clearly the hit of the night. Outstanding. They played two numbers, “El Toreador” and then closed with “The Devil Came Down to Georgia.” He brought the house down.


Very professional. Excellent acts. Familiar songs. Fast paced pieces. Slow and painful pieces. A great evening. I'm still tired, but that's OK. It's well worth it to see those famous acts on a famous stage.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Other blogs

For those of you who might be interested in the blogs I'm following, you can see my favorite posts on my Google "Shared Items" page. This afternoon you will find several items, generally the last post from each of many of the blogs I'm following. They aren't necessarily the best of the blog, but you can see a sample of the blather I prefer.

The intent is for me to flag those posts that are most interesting, useful, or entertaining. My most recent posts to the Books and other pleasures blog will always be tagged.

Happy reading!

Friday, March 21, 2008

Warning - depressing book!

Limits to Growth : The 30 year update
Donella Meadows, Dennis Meadows, and Jorgen Randers



If you remember the population explosion scares of the middle twentieth century, you know the premise of this book, originally published in 1972. The limits discussed are those that limit human population and the happiness of the billions of people on the earth.

Perhaps you have heard of the Hubbert Peak for oil? That theory represents but one of the limits. There are limits to the amount of grain that can be grown, clean water extracted, pollution spewed, and metals mined. There are dozens of these limits involved in their environmental model, World3. The book is primarily a summary of the simulation runs they made with the model, with a serious comparison between the models they reported on in the 1970's and the runs they made immediately after the turn of the century. The comparisons are not promising.

This is not a book you will read for relaxation or inspiration. It reads much like those dimly remembered college textbooks. There are plenty of graphs and intricate diagrams. They feed the engineer in me. But they do not show a pretty picture. We have gone beyond several of the limits. Water, minerals, agriculture. The limits can show up as increasing prices for commodities like corn and oil. Perhaps you have noticed the price increases already.

In the first edition of the book, the authors were optimistic that enlightened people would take measures to reduce pollution, decrease consumption, and generally improve the world. They are no longer as optimistic. Consumption continues it inexorable exponential growth. Though the increase in pollution has abated somewhat, the curve has not turned down.

The World3 model computes several variables, two of which are population and "human welfare." Welfare representing what I would call the quality of life. In most simulation runs both tend to peak in the middle of this century. In some of the worst case scenarios even us boomers will see the impact in our daily lives. Examples of that impact are incredibly high gasoline prices and food prices. Even now, oil and food are just above their lowest real price in decades. We have it good. Today.

Today I came across a web site that illustrates the limits to growth concept perfectly. Visit The Story of Stuff to watch the video. Annie tells the story without the graphs and feedback diagrams. It is very entertaining and gives me hope we can improve our lot. She also has a blog I have added to my Google Reader.

All in all, this is a depressing book. To see scientific evidence that the world my granddaughter will live in is not as wonderful as the one we live in is ... well, depressing. I would hope that we all could do something to ease the pressure on our one blue green planet, but we don't do much. To my chagrin, I have not take the bus to work for over a year. Work has been too demanding. (Excuse!) Friends buy hybrid cars, but I remain to be convinced of the ecological benefit. (You can help me here!)

My next book is In Defense of Food - an eaters manifesto. Based on the first couple of chapters, science is not doing us justice. Anther book I have started, by Depak Chopra, promises to be more uplifting. Bear with me between now and then.

Enjoy your next book.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Ready to take a Leap!

Leap!: What Will We Do with the Rest of Our Lives?

by Sara Davidson

One of my favorite ways to find a new book is to walk the aisles at Barnes and Noble in Rochester and look at book covers. They have so many, you'd think it would be impossible to find anything. Not so! Usually something jumps off the shelf and into my brain. That's when it is time for a cup of coffee and an hour of reading.

This book was one of those jumpers. The liner notes talked about what the boomer generation is going to do with retirement. Since I'm a boomer getting close to retirement, the topic seemed appropriate.

We (family, friends) have been talking about what to do in retirement for some time. This book should give us a preview of how to decide, what to expect, right? Oh, if it were so easy.

Davidson takes us through the lives of many of her friends, college roommates, acquaintances, business partners and more. They are all late fifties to early seventies and have generally gone through a significant change in life, often something one could call "retirement." But this generation is not the quit work and go play golf and tennis variety.

Some retire to volunteer in Bosnia or India, others try to make a go of singing country music in little clubs. One gal left the convent she had been in for thirty years. One guy moved in with a friend and is trying to make a go of tending bar.

There seemed to be no pattern, no formula, no trends. Maybe we could move in with friends? Maybe there's an "over-55" condo to move into? Nobody planned where they were going to end up. Nobody went to a class in how to retire. They just lived until the moment arrived. Serendipity happened.

I have invested significant time in discussions with myself and others about what to do when my days at IBM are complete. Nothing has jumped out at me yet, but having the discussions, reading the books, watching the job market ... all provide that background that will help serendipity show up. The lesson I took from the book is to do what you enjoy, examine the alternatives, and be ready to be surprised.

Enjoy!