In February 1928 a Canadian Arctic explorer called Vilhjalmur Stefansson walked into Bellevue Hospital in New York City and announced, to a committee of distinguished physicians who had been waiting for him, that he and his colleague Karsten Anderson were going to live on nothing but meat for the next year, under their direct medical supervision, and they could measure whatever they liked.
The committee was thrilled. They were going to watch a man kill himself in the name of science.
Stefansson had spent eleven years in the Arctic living among the Inuit. He had eaten what they ate, which was meat and fat from caribou and seal and fish, with effectively no plant matter, for the entire duration. He had not died. He had not got scurvy. He had, in fact, been rather well, and had come back to a country that did not believe him about any of it.
So he had offered himself as the experiment.
The committee included some of the most prominent nutrition researchers of the era. They were, by their own admission, expecting Stefansson to develop scurvy within weeks, kidney damage within months, and various nutritional collapses across the rest of the year.
Stefansson and Anderson spent the year eating beef, lamb, veal, pork, chicken, the occasional fish. They ate the fat with the lean, in roughly the proportion of an Arctic seal, which is to say very fat indeed. They ate organs. They ate marrow. They drank water and coffee. No vegetables, no fruit, no grain, no sugar.
At the end of the year both men were in better health than at the start.
No scurvy. No kidney damage. No vitamin deficiencies. Stefansson's blood pressure had dropped slightly. His cholesterol had dropped slightly. He had lost a small amount of weight and reported feeling better than he had in years. The committee published the results in the Journal of Biological Chemistry in 1930.
There was one short period early on when the supervising physicians, trying to be helpful, gave Stefansson lean meat without sufficient fat. He immediately developed the symptoms the Plains Indians had called rabbit starvation: nausea, weakness, the feeling of being unable to eat enough. He politely explained the problem. The committee, slightly chastened, increased the fat ratio. The symptoms vanished within forty-eight hours and never returned.
The experiment was the cleanest possible test of the hypothesis that humans require plant foods to survive, conducted under hospital supervision, by sceptics who expected the subject to fail.
The subject did not fail.
The subject thrived.
Almost nobody has heard of it.
It is not in the textbooks. It is not in the dietary guidelines. It is not mentioned by the nutritionists who confidently assert that a varied diet including all food groups is essential for human health, despite the existence of a hospital-supervised year-long experiment that demonstrated otherwise nearly a century ago.
When the data does not match the model, you have two options. Revise the model, or ignore the data and hope nobody looks too closely.
We chose option two.
The paper is sitting in the library.
Waiting for option one.
To Mark Carney & Those Applauding Him:
I am a Canadian paying for a country that doesn’t include me.
I live in the part of the country your map forgets.
About 2,600 kilometres from the nearest stop on your proposed $90 billion train.
I am an overtaxed, under-served Canadian.
I heat my home with rising costs.
I fill my vehicle at almost $2 a litre, depending on the day and my luck.
I watch a country with 163 billion barrels of oil behave like it’s on a meagre allowance.
And you want me to pay for a train I will never use.
How thoughtful.
I am a hard-working, falling-behind Canadian funding infrastructure I will never touch.
It runs roughly 800 to 900 kilometres, depending on how creatively it detours around reality, from Toronto to Quebec City.
Seven stops.
All neatly contained within Ontario and Quebec.
Top speed, 300 km/h.
National reach? Let’s just call it selective.
I am a Canadian treated like a revenue stream, invited only by invoice.
Roughly $90 billion. About $8,000 per household.
For a ticket I will never hold.
From where I sit in Saskatchewan, your high-speed rail corridor might as well be interstellar travel.
Two thousand plus kilometres away circling the station, and still billing me.
I am a Canadian bereft of a stop on this train.
Close enough to fund it. Far enough to never use it.
I am an overextended, nickel-and-dimed Canadian.
I am fixing my own road access.
Paying more for groceries.
Driving farther for basic services.
And now funding new infrastructure for people who already have airports, highways, and existing rail.
At this point, I would settle for a train that delivers affordable groceries.
No need for 300 km/h. Just cost-saving reliability.
I am a Canadian squeezed by government-made inflation, where every errand costs more than it did last week and every explanation from you sounds rehearsed.
I am a Canadian quietly recalculating the future, trying not to downgrade my retirement to a leaky camper on wheels, while the country accumulates debt it cannot repay and prints money to pretend it can.
I am a rural Canadian watching how this works.
Not on my land. Not this time.
But close enough to understand the mechanism.
Because an 800 plus kilometre corridor does not meander politely.
It cuts. Straight. Fast. With purpose.
Through farmland. Through properties. Through communities.
I am a watchful Canadian taking note of precedent.
Survey stakes. Expropriation powers. “Public interest” to be explained after.
It is not my yard today.
But it is someone’s.
And tomorrow, it will be called "necessary" for something larger.
Something urgent. Something climate-related. Something that cannot wait.
I am a wary Canadian noticing how easily "necessity" is declared to match your agenda.
And how quickly my rights become flexible once it is declared.
I am an observant Canadian with a long memory for names.
And somehow, the same SNC-Lavalin lineage Canadians were told to forget is back, rebranded as AtkinsRéalis, positioning itself for one of the largest public contracts in Canadian history.
A remarkable comeback. Truly.
No apology tour. Just a new logo and a larger taxpayer subsidized opportunity.
Seems history doesn’t repeat. It follows a predictable pattern.
I am an unimpressed Canadian watching familiar #Lavscam players return under reimagined branding.
The script is the same. Only the cover has changed.
I am an exasperated Canadian you included in your sales pitch.
I am told it will create 50,000 jobs.
I am told it will add $35 billion to GDP.
And I am sure it will.
In the corridor.
Where the stations are.
Where the density is.
Where the benefit is.
I am a shunned Canadian excluded from the outcome.
Included in all the arithmetic. Excluded from all the access.
I am a cynical Canadian being told this is nation-building. Though the nation appears to exist along a very specific set of coordinates.
I am the depleted Canadian who:
Reads grocery receipts like an audit.
Choreographs fuel stops around paydays not plans.
Measures distance in cost, not kilometres.
I am an overburdened, last-in-line Canadian.
Essential when it is time to pay. Optional when it is time to benefit.
I am an impoverished Canadian whose citizenship now resembles a pre-authorized debit agreement.
The withdrawals are national. The benefits are regional.
I am an exhausted, overlooked Canadian.
You’re not building this for me or my family.
You're just sending me the bill.
Signed,
Your most reluctantly reliable revenue stream,
Melanie in Saskatchewan
Thank you Relatable @conservmillen for hosting our girl @Kelsisheren who is blowing open the doors on MAID, Canada's government endorsed killing! And kudos to @ABDanielleSmith for putting forward Bill 18 to help protect the vulnerable who so often get dismissed in the convo.
Following the Alberta March for Life 2026 pro-lifers are welcome to join a FREE afternoon of networking and pro-life apologetics. Register here or find The Wilberforce Project on eventbrite.
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Guidance, Not Isolation.
When a young woman faces an unexpected pregnancy, the support of her family is often the most important resource she can have. Yet in Alberta, parental consent is not required for a minor to obtain an abortion, despite it being a significant medical decision.
Encouraging secrecy in such circumstances can create unnecessary distance between parents and their children, at a time when support and guidance are most needed. We believe that when a minor seeks an abortion, parents should, at the very least, be informed.
When young women face difficult choices, the love and guidance of their families should never be left out.
Sign our petition to support parental notification and to strengthen families. (Visit the link in our bio, go to the main page, and click on “Petitions.”)
#ParentalRights #SupportFamilies #FamilySupport #ParentsMatter #ProtectMinors #InformedParents #FamilyFirst #StandForFamilies #ParentsAndTeens #StrongerFamilies #SupportYoungWomen #ParentalNotification #FamilyGuidance #CareForYouth #AlbertaFamilies #AlbertaPolicy #PetitionForChange
The only just outcome for Jaskirat Singh Sidhu is deportation. You don't get to come here, kill 16 people with your truck, and get to stay. You simply don't. If the system worked properly, he wouldn't still be here.
I can't imagine the devastation the families must feel to see people side with him. First, you lose a child, next, you're being betrayed by some of your countrymen.
The betrayal goes further than the families, though. Think about it: the Humboldt Broncos crash was a national tragedy. If the CBC is running Sidhu sob stories, and politicians are taking his side in all this, what do you think the response would be if your own life was obliterated by a foreign driver? You could expect similar sympathy and nonchalance for the killer. It's very demoralizing to know that your country doesn't have your back.
Ok folks, Leger Poll Gives Carney's Liberals 49% Support and 14-Point Lead.
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Once you become aware of injustice or wrongdoing, you are morally responsible for how you respond to it.
You can decide to ignore something wrong happening around you, but once you’ve learned the truth, you can’t pretend you’re unaware of it.
William Wilberforce was famous for working to end the British slave trade and promoting human rights. It’s time for all humans to have rights.
#WilliamWilberforce #EndInjustice #HumanRightsForAll #MoralResponsibility #StandForTruth #JusticeMatters #DoNotLookAway #BeTheChange #Accountability #DefendHumanDignity #SpeakForTheVoiceless #TruthChangesEverything #NeverAgainIgnorant #ChooseJustice #ProtectHumanLife #FaithInAction #HistoryAndHope #RightsForAllHumans
Urgent action is required to address the gross abuse of so-called "Unanimous Consent" motions in Parliament.
Use of "Unanimous Consent" motions, when support is not actually unanimous, has been used to replace real democratic deliberation with knee-jerk mob rule.
We need rule changes that place clear guardrails around this practise.
We believe that parents have a right to receive care for their preemie children.
Please sign our Right to Hope petition on our website to support:
• AHS removing its rule that children younger than 23 weeks should not receive active care, and replace it with the Ontario model which has no minimum age for active care but leaves the decision up to parents advised by doctors.
• AHS doing a better job of ensuring that mothers who are at a high risk of premature labour are already located at a hospital which is capable of treating micro-premie babies instead of waiting for labour to develop before initiating the transfer.
• The Governor General issuing an Order in Council outlining and upholding the rights of micro-premie babies and their parents.
Let’s modernize archaic AHS policies so parents in Alberta and their premature babies have access to care and the right to hope.
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If it weren’t for X and @elonmusk enabling the spread of independent journalism like what we do at @junonewscom, we wouldn’t know about Jesse Strang at all. When I reached out to Jesse Strang’s immediate family last night, I genuinely didn’t expect anyone to reply, let alone his uncle confirming both his identity as the shooter and that he was transgender.
I reached out because that’s what basic journalism demands: verification through primary sources. That used to be standard practice. It was the only thing I could do while the police refused to verify basic details about the killer's identity.
Now, nearly 24 hours after this horrific attack, establishment media outlets are still pretending they don’t know what everyone else and their grandma already does. To their discredit, they refuse to report the killer’s identity because it complicates their preferred narrative around the trans movement.
Instead of informing the public, they’re protecting a shooter’s preferred sensibilities in service of an ideology. Legacy media has chosen activism over responsibility. They would rather people live in a fiction than force an uncomfortable conversation or admit inconvenient truths.
https://t.co/wmT2eNmvKg