AnthonyMonaco

Vaccine Free, Dad, Engineer, Life long learner

[AnthonyMonaco @Anthony31365507]

@AndrewZywiecMD Yeah it's hard to tell the difference between malice and incompetence sometimes.

[AnthonyMonaco @Anthony31365507]

@TheChiefNerd Someone is due for her next booster.

[AnthonyMonaco @Anthony31365507]

@uTobian Probably 100 minus the handful that understand what a malicious fraud they really are

[AnthonyMonaco @Anthony31365507]

@KennyCarmody Doesn't matter, the cats out of the bag now. Less and less people are taking main stream health care seriously. It'll likely be a slow decline because the enemy has such deep pockets

[AnthonyMonaco @Anthony31365507]

@ACTBrigitte Hire this man!

[AnthonyMonaco @Anthony31365507]

@WallStreetApes They should just say it's Willy Wonkas chocolate river

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

You are not too old to build muscle. The people who told you otherwise have never read the study that settles it.

In 1990, researchers took ten frail nursing-home residents with an average age of 90 and put them on heavy resistance training three times a week. Real load, taken close to what they could manage. No chair aerobics, no resistance bands the colour of a boiled sweet. Actual weight.

Eight weeks later, among the nine who finished, strength had climbed by an average of 174 percent. Their thigh muscle had grown. Their walking speed improved by nearly half. Two of them put their walking sticks away. One resident who could not stand from a chair without using their arms got up unaided.

Average age in the room: 90. Oldest: 96.

If you think ten people is a thin reed to lean on, the same researcher ran it again four years later as a proper randomised trial, a hundred nursing-home residents this time, and the strength gains held at 113 percent. The frail and the ancient kept building muscle every time anyone bothered to test it.

Now sit with what you have been told instead. Take it easy. Mind your back. You don't want to overdo it at your age. Stick to walking. A nice gentle swim. Don't lift anything heavier than the kettle.

Every one of those instructions was handed to people more capable than the nonagenarians in that study, and it made them weaker.

Muscle responds to load. It does not ask your age before it grows. The 70-year-old who picks up something heavy twice a week is building tissue the same way the 25-year-old is, just from a different starting line. Slower, smaller numbers, but the machinery still works, and it keeps working into your nineties whether anyone gave you permission or not.

Old age was never the thing that made you weak on its own. A lifetime of being told to sit down and protect a body that was begging to be used did far more of the damage.

Pick something up. Put it down. Do it again next week with a bit more. You have decades of evidence and a nursing home full of nonagenarians on your side.

[Senator Rand Paul @SenRandPaul]

The COVID Coverup was VAST and DEEP, meant to stay under wraps forever.

Not on my watch. I am fighting every. single. day. to reveal more truth.

[Sassafrass84 @Sassafrass_84]

Democrats think they’re using Muslims to usher in socialism. The truth is Muslims are using Democrats to usher in Islam. No truer words were spoken. 💯

[AnthonyMonaco @Anthony31365507]

So typical, the truth is almost always exactly the opposite of the narrative

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

In the driest desert on earth sits a mountain of discarded clothes so vast you can pick it out from space. Most of it is the synthetic fabric sold as fashion's future.

Here is where your wardrobe goes to not die.

- Tens of thousands of tonnes are dumped in Chile's Atacama every year, shipped in from Europe and North America, much of it never worn, tags still on
- A great deal is polyester and acrylic, plastic made from petroleum, the very fibres marketed as the conscious choice
- The rich world sends it here precisely to keep the mess off its own soil. The donated and the unsold alike end up in the sand
- In the bone-dry air it cannot rot, so it is torched instead, the toxic smoke of burning polyester drifting into the poor towns nearby
- Buried or burned, it bleeds microplastics, dye and petrochemicals into the ground and air for two centuries.

Plastic clothing was sold as the planet-friendly option and became a mountain in a desert, glowing on satellite photos and smoking over people's homes. Wool would have gone quietly back into the soil. This just sits there, refusing to leave.

[Edward Dowd @DowdEdward]

Let’s get this trending.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

In 1919 a New York physician got so fed up with watching his patients get worse that he went to a museum to ask the dead for advice.

His name was Blake Donaldson. He had a practice full of people who were overweight, ill, and getting steadily worse no matter what the medicine of the day threw at them, and he had run clean out of ideas. So he walked into the American Museum of Natural History, found the anthropologists, and asked them the question no respectable doctor was supposed to ask. What did healthy humans actually eat before all of this?

They showed him the skulls. Ancient ones. Pre-agricultural ones. And the teeth stopped him in his tracks. No decay. No crowding. No abscesses. Rows of clean, strong, untroubled teeth belonging to people who had never met a dentist, a toothbrush, or a sack of flour. The anthropologists told him about the Plains hunters who lived on buffalo, and about pemmican, the dense brick of dried meat and rendered fat that carried men through a North American winter on next to nothing else.

Donaldson went back to his surgery and did something that would get a modern doctor hauled in front of a committee. He put his patients on meat.

Fat meat, specifically. Roughly six ounces of lean with two ounces of visible fat, three times a day, from beef or lamb. Coffee. Water. That was the prescription. He stripped out what he called the worst offenders, the flour and the sugar and the sweet milk, and he watched what happened.

What happened was they got better. The weight came off without hunger, because he insisted they eat enough and eat often. The blood pressure settled. The gallstones, the migraines, the aching joints, the sour stomachs, the whole catalogue of modern complaints he had been failing to shift for years began, quietly, to resolve. He kept going. By the end he had run something like seventeen thousand patients through this regime over roughly forty years, which is a working lifetime of evidence rather than a passing fad.

He wrote it down in a book called Strong Medicine in 1961.

The establishment's response was swift and familiar. One prominent figure pronounced the book hardly scientific. Another filed Donaldson under food faddism and implied he had simply forgotten whatever he once knew about nutrition. A man with forty years of patient outcomes was waved off by people armed with a theory and a grievance, and the profession moved smoothly on to the low-fat advice that has served us so brilliantly ever since.

He was not a guru and never pretended to be one. He thought he was just copying what those museum skulls had been quietly demonstrating for ten thousand years, which is about the most honest thing a doctor has ever said about diet.

The book is still in print. The skulls are still in the case. And the advice that buried him is still printed on the side of the cereal box.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

Your large intestine is a polite, tidy, undersized thing, and that fact alone rules you out as a plant specialist.

The animals that make a living from plants are defined by what they keep at the back end. A horse has an enormous hindgut. A gorilla's colon and fermenting chamber fill most of its torso. A cow runs four stomachs and a microbial factory the size of a dustbin. All of it exists to do one slow, demanding job. Turn cellulose, the tough fibre of plants, into something the animal can absorb. It takes vast internal volume and many patient hours.

Now look at yours. The human colon is small and unassuming, a fraction of the proportional size of a true herbivore's. We have nowhere to run that great fermentation. Eat a large amount of plant fibre and your gut cannot wring a living from it the way a cow can. It mostly bulks up, ferments a little, makes gas, and moves on.

That missing fermentation chamber is the most damning piece of anatomy in the whole argument. You cannot be an animal built to live on plants while lacking the one organ that living on plants absolutely requires.

What you have instead is a short, efficient tube for absorbing rich, concentrated, already-broken-down food. Meat. Fat. The output of a kill, not the contents of a meadow.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

The fattest newborn of any mammal on record is the human baby. Almost nothing else comes close.

We arrive at roughly fifteen per cent body fat. A chimpanzee manages about three. Most mammals are born at two or three. We turn up padded like nothing else alive, then peak near twenty-five per cent in the first year.

That padding is the most expensive thing evolution ever built into us, laid down in the womb before the baby takes a breath.

The reason sits just above it. A newborn's brain burns fifty to sixty per cent of the baby's energy, and it builds itself out of fat. The baby fat is both the fuel tank that keeps that brain running between feeds and the raw material it is physically made from.

So a species that supposedly evolved on leaves produces the fattest infants in the animal kingdom, to power the largest brain in it, out of fat.

Then the infant grows up and is handed a leaflet explaining that fat is the thing to fear. The exact substance that built its brain, recast as the enemy.

We are born declaring what we run on. Then we spend a lifetime being taught to flinch at it.

The baby was never confused. Only the adult had to be taught.

[Mike Netter @nettermike]

This article was written by a 26 yr old college student by the name of Alyssa Ahlgren, who's in grad school for her MBA. What a GREAT perspecitve..👍🏽

My Generation Is Blind to the Prosperity Around Us!
I'm sitting in a small coffee shop near Nokomis (Florida) trying to think of what to write about. I scroll through my newsfeed on my phone looking at the latest headlines of presidential candidates calling for policies to "fix" the so-called injustices of capitalism. I put my phone down and continue to look around.

I see people talking freely, working on their MacBook's, ordering food they get in an instant, seeing cars go by outside, and it dawned on me. We live in the most privileged time in the most prosperous nation and we've become completely blind to it.

Vehicles, food, technology, freedom to associate with whom we choose.These things are so ingrained in our American way of life we don't give them a second thought.

We are so well off here in the United States that our poverty line begins 31 times above the global average. Thirty One Times!!!

Virtually no one in the United States is considered poor by global standards. Yet, in a time where we can order a product off Amazon with one click and have it at our doorstep the next day, we are unappreciative, unsatisfied, and ungrateful. ??

Our unappreciation is evident as the popularity of socialist policies among my generation continues to grow. Congresswoman Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez recently said to Newsweek talking about the millennial generation, "An entire generation, which is now becoming one of the largest electorates in America, came of age and never saw American prosperity."

Never saw American prosperity! Let that sink in.

When I first read that statement, I thought to myself, that was quite literally the most entitled and factually illiterate thing I've ever heard in my 26 years on this earth. Many young people agree with her, which is entirely misguided.

My generation is being indoctrinated by a mainstream narrative to actually believe we have never seen prosperity. I know this first hand, I went to college, let's just say I didn't have the popular opinion, but I digress.

Why then, with all of the overwhelming evidence around us, evidence that I can even see sitting at a coffee shop, do we not view this as prosperity? We have people who are dying to get into our country.

People around the world destitute and truly impoverished. Yet, we have a young generation convinced they've never seen prosperity, and as a result, we elect some politicians who are dead set on taking steps towards abolishing capitalism.

Why? The answer is this,?? my generation has only seen prosperity. We have no contrast. We didn't live in the great depression, or live through two world wars, the Korean War, The Vietnam War or we didn't see the rise and fall of socialism and communism.

We don't know what it's like to live without the internet, without cars, without smartphones. We don't have a lack of prosperity problem. We have an entitlement problem, an ungratefulness problem, and it's spreading like a plague."

[AnthonyMonaco @Anthony31365507]

How do they get away with this?

[Valerie Anne Smith @ValerieAnne1970]

RFK Jr: “The Gardasil HPV vaccine — is 37 TIMES MORE LETHAL than the cancer it claims to prevent.”

“Gardasil is the single worst mass vaccine that we’ve ever seen. It targets millions of pre-teens & teens, whose risk of dying from cervical cancer is ZERO. Nobody in their right mind would ever take this vaccine if they actually read the clinical literature.”

Death rates in the Gardasil trials were 37 times the death rates for cervical cancer.
Your child is 37 times more likely to DIE from the shot than from cervical cancer itself.

And here’s the criminal part:
It was NEVER tested against a true inert placebo. Merck ran the studies, Merck paid for the studies, Merck decided what injuries were “just coincidences.” The control group got aluminum neurotoxins — the same injuries as the vaccine group — so Merck wrote them all off. No science. No safety. Just profit.

This is being pushed on our kids while Big Pharma laughs all the way to the bank.

Read the clinical data. Say NO to Gardasil.
Protect your children before it’s too late.

The new reformulated Gardasil-9 HPV Vaccine used Gardasil-1 HPV Vaccine as the placebo in clinical trial.

Ingredients in Gardasil-9 HPV Vaccine:
9 strains HPV proteins(found to contain DNA fragments)
Aluminum
Polysorbate 80
Sodium Borate(Borax)
GMO Yeast Protein(Saccharomyces Cerevisiae)
L-Histidine

Post marketing injuries listed in the package insert:
Blood & Lymphatic Leukemia
Pulmonary Emboli
Guillain Barre' Syndrome
Transverse Myelitis
Brachial Neuritis
Death
Autoimmune Diseases
Severe Anemia
Pancreatitis
Arthralgia & Myalgia
Encephalomyelitis
Paralysis
Seizure Disorder
Cellulitis
DVT Deep Vein Thrombosis
Blood Clots

[AnthonyMonaco @Anthony31365507]

@mtgreenee Thank you for saying it. I hope you're planning on running for office again. US senate, Governor, VP, POTUS.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

There is an entire industry built on the word "pre."

Pre-diabetic. Pre-hypertensive. Pre-osteoporotic. Borderline cholesterol. Subclinical thyroid. Elevated, but not yet abnormal.

Every one of these is a way of telling a person who feels completely well that they are nearly ill. Not sick enough to be sick. Just sick enough to be monitored, medicated, and booked in for a follow-up.

A healthy person is a closed account. A person who is "pre" something is a subscription.

The beauty of the prefix is that it can never really be wrong. If you go on to develop the thing, the warning was prescient. If you never do, the intervention saved you. There is no version of events in which the label was simply a mistake.

You were well. Then someone found a number, drew a line just below where you were standing, and informed you that you were heading for the edge.

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

"Meat just sits in your gut and rots for days."

Astonishing. The most absorbable food on the planet, broken down and mopped up in the small intestine with barely a crumb left to reach the colon, and somehow it's the one you've cast as the rotting villain.

Fermentation, the thing your beloved fibre does in the large intestine, is rotting. That's the literal definition of it. Bacteria decomposing undigested plant matter and pumping out gas as the reward. The bloating and the wind you've been blaming on the ribeye is the salad breaking down precisely as advertised.

Meat is the ultimate low-residue food. It doesn't stick around to rot because there's next to nothing left of it by the time it reaches the part where rotting happens.

The only thing putrefying down there is the side salad you ordered to feel virtuous.

[AnthonyMonaco @Anthony31365507]

Wow, I used to order the brown rice religiously. I can recall getting a urine test for heavy metals and having it come back high for arsenic. It was probably because of this

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

Brown rice is what you order when you want the waiter to know you have made peace with joylessness in exchange for health points. The arsenic is the twist nobody puts on the menu.

Rice has a problem unique among grains. It grows in flooded paddies, sitting in standing water for months, and it draws arsenic out of the soil roughly ten times more eagerly than wheat or barley. That arsenic concentrates in the bran, the grain's outer layer. White rice has the bran polished off. Brown rice keeps it, because the bran is where the fibre and minerals live. It is also, inconveniently, where the arsenic lives.

A 2025 analysis found brown rice carries around 24% more total arsenic and 40% more inorganic arsenic, the form classed as a known human carcinogen, than white. You upgraded to the wholegrain and quietly upgraded your carcinogen dose along with it.

Then the ecology, which nobody ever pins on rice, because rice looks so very innocent. Those flooded paddies are anaerobic, and the microbes thriving in them belch methane on an industrial scale. Rice cultivation produces something like 10% of all human methane emissions and roughly a fifth of agricultural methane. Cattle get filmed for documentaries about their burps. Rice quietly produces a tenth of the world's methane while flooding entire landscapes and hoarding arsenic, then takes its place in the salad bar wearing a wellness halo.

Cows are dragged through the climate courts every week. The rice paddy, doing serious damage of its own, sits in your grain bowl with the expression of something that has never done anything wrong in its life. Curious, isn't it, which foods we decide to interrogate.