Whole grain bread is okay, depending on brand and quality (Ezekial bread is the only good kind I normally have acess to). Any kind that’s not whole grain (or good quality whole grain) contributes to diabetes risk. That is not love. That is hurt.
You sacrifice and sacrifice, cutting everything out of your habits or diet that may bring you pleasure, only for the sake of extending your life. Then at the end of it all, you look back in dismay, in the dismal realization that despite your years, you have never lived at all…
You’re basically saying the same thing the other person who replied to my comment said, so see here. No sacrifice, and your characterization of longevity is an unfounded myth. The pursuit of health doesn’t just expand years, it increases quality of life in the here and now. There’s a word for it, “healthspan”. Pursuing health and longevity leads to greater tasting food, because it involves cutting out all the hyperpalatable bombs of added sugar, fat, and salt that fry your taste buds so much that all you can taste is those kinds of foods. Do you even know what real food tastes like? I can have the pleasure of great food, the ecstasy of intense exercise, and the fulfillment of any other of life’s worthwhile joys.
I’m sorry, but I’m not talking about McDonalds. I’m not talking about engineered food products. I mean a good thick slab of fresh bread made from flour, salt, a bit of sugar, and not much else. Served with a big dash of butter. That is heaven.
The healthspan stuff? Completely irrelevant to my point. What is the point of a healthspan if you deny yourself all the pleasures of life? Enjoy all things in moderation. But I firmly reject this whole, “well…have a little wheat bread if you muuust…anything else is abusive.”
“Do you even know what real food tastes like?”
Well you clearly know what your own farts smell like. Jesus Wept! Your head is so far up your ass you can see the contents of your own stomach.
I also eat cake, red meat, smoked meat, vegetables high in oxalates, various fried foods, and occasionally drink alcohol. Life should not be about eliminating every risky behavior, it should be about fulfillment and weighing risk against probability and payoff. We all die eventually and I want to eat tasty food before I get there.
False dichotomy. I can eat all kinds of delicious foods, even having my health and eating my cake, and the best part is I don’t have to perform any mental gymnastics to ignore any guilt or shame about the suffering my diet causes. There’s something poetic about the best possible things for me, being the best possible things for all other beings out there. In reality, you just don’t know what you’re missing.
I recently saw an infographic that showed the risk of death for getting out of bed at 90 years old is the same as the risk of hang gliding. To me, this means you should take up hang gliding when you’re 90.
More seriously, you should take risks to have a full and rewarding life. Those risks can be mitigated. I’ve ridden motorcycles, but I also wear a helmet and safety gear while doing it.
Whole grain bread is okay, depending on brand and quality (Ezekial bread is the only good kind I normally have acess to). Any kind that’s not whole grain (or good quality whole grain) contributes to diabetes risk. That is not love. That is hurt.
You sacrifice and sacrifice, cutting everything out of your habits or diet that may bring you pleasure, only for the sake of extending your life. Then at the end of it all, you look back in dismay, in the dismal realization that despite your years, you have never lived at all…
You’re basically saying the same thing the other person who replied to my comment said, so see here. No sacrifice, and your characterization of longevity is an unfounded myth. The pursuit of health doesn’t just expand years, it increases quality of life in the here and now. There’s a word for it, “healthspan”. Pursuing health and longevity leads to greater tasting food, because it involves cutting out all the hyperpalatable bombs of added sugar, fat, and salt that fry your taste buds so much that all you can taste is those kinds of foods. Do you even know what real food tastes like? I can have the pleasure of great food, the ecstasy of intense exercise, and the fulfillment of any other of life’s worthwhile joys.
You sound incredibly pretentious.
I’m sorry, but I’m not talking about McDonalds. I’m not talking about engineered food products. I mean a good thick slab of fresh bread made from flour, salt, a bit of sugar, and not much else. Served with a big dash of butter. That is heaven.
The healthspan stuff? Completely irrelevant to my point. What is the point of a healthspan if you deny yourself all the pleasures of life? Enjoy all things in moderation. But I firmly reject this whole, “well…have a little wheat bread if you muuust…anything else is abusive.”
Well you clearly know what your own farts smell like. Jesus Wept! Your head is so far up your ass you can see the contents of your own stomach.
So all you can do is resort to ad hominems? Grow up.
I also eat cake, red meat, smoked meat, vegetables high in oxalates, various fried foods, and occasionally drink alcohol. Life should not be about eliminating every risky behavior, it should be about fulfillment and weighing risk against probability and payoff. We all die eventually and I want to eat tasty food before I get there.
False dichotomy. I can eat all kinds of delicious foods, even having my health and eating my cake, and the best part is I don’t have to perform any mental gymnastics to ignore any guilt or shame about the suffering my diet causes. There’s something poetic about the best possible things for me, being the best possible things for all other beings out there. In reality, you just don’t know what you’re missing.
I recently saw an infographic that showed the risk of death for getting out of bed at 90 years old is the same as the risk of hang gliding. To me, this means you should take up hang gliding when you’re 90.
More seriously, you should take risks to have a full and rewarding life. Those risks can be mitigated. I’ve ridden motorcycles, but I also wear a helmet and safety gear while doing it.