You do not need carbs, fibre, three meals a day plus snacks to keep your blood sugar stable.
Wearing a CGM for two weeks will prove it.
I eat twice a day. Meat, eggs, fat, salt. No snacking. No carbohydrates. No vegetables.
Yet my blood sugar is stable. No spikes, no crashes, no constant hunger, no energy dips.
That directly contradicts everything most people have been told…
Eat carbohydrates.
Include wholegrains.
Add fibre to slow glucose absorption.
Never skip meals.
Snack between meals to avoid dips.
That advice keeps insulin elevated all day. Chronically elevated insulin is not stable blood sugar. It is a system under constant demand, never resting, never clearing.
Your body does not need dietary carbohydrates to maintain blood glucose. Your liver produces it from protein and fat through a process called gluconeogenesis.
That process has kept humans alive for hundreds of thousands of years without a single bowl of cereal or slice of bread.
Excess glucose that cannot be used immediately binds to proteins through a process called glycation. A slow caramelisation of tissues from the inside. Blood vessels, nerves, skin, organs. Happening quietly in people with perfectly normal fasting blood tests.
I am sharing two weeks of real data. Glucose responses to food, sleep, stress, and coffee.
Has anyone else worn a CGM? What did you find? Was anything unexpected?
888 ⚖️ Rupert Scholz: Die Flüchtlingspolitik der Bundesregierung – ein einziger Rechtsbruch
Dublin, Schengen, Asylverfahrensgesetz, sogar Artikel 16a des Grundgesetzes wurden missachtet oder faktisch außer Kraft gesetzt.
Statt individueller Prüfung gab es eine pauschale Asyl-Zusage für Syrer, obwohl Asyl ein Individualrecht ist
Das ist kommt dabei rum, wenn man die ganze Zeit vom Establishment gepampert wird und meint, es intellektuell mit den 'dummen' Nicht-Linken aufnehmen zu können.
Es ist ein einziger Unfall.
A dude sweeping up some food that his neighbor leaves out for squirrels because it's attracting bugs. Instead of having a civilized conversation, this black woman starts hitting him with a 2x4 Hacksaw Jim Duggan. This is why property values go down and fatigue goes up.
22 yrs ago today, after a long zoning dispute with local officials that ruined his business, welder Marvin Heemeyer had enough & created the Killdozer.
He destroyed the mayor’s house, the judge’s house, town hall, the police station, & the bank - while avoiding hurting civilians or their property.
Happy Killdozer Day to those who celebrate 🎊
An illegal who assaulted someone in Japan is being deported.
Illegal: ‘I refuse to go back!’ Officer: ‘Your opinion doesn’t matter — you’re leaving immediately.’
Should all illegals be deported without exception?
A. Yes
B. No
This is Henry Nowak’s family
He had an older sister and two baby siblings
“Henry did nothing wrong. He was one of the kindest, friendliest… person you’ll ever meet.”
Never forget what they did
Der ägyptische Präsident Nasser berichtet in den 1950er Jahren seinem lachenden Publikum von einem Treffen mit dem Anführer der Moslembruderschaft. Dieser fordert einen Kopftuchzwang für alle Frauen. Jemand ruft: "Lass ihn doch selbst ein Kopftuch tragen!" Er, Nasser, wisse zufällig, dass nicht einmal dessen eigene Tochter, die an der Universität studiere, ein Kopftuch trägt. "Sie können noch nicht einmal Ihre eigene Tochter dazu bringen, ein Kopftuch zu tragen", hat Nasser ihm erwidert. "Und ausgerechnet Sie fordern mich auf, 10 Millionen Frauen zu zwingen, ab jetzt eine Kopfbedeckung zu tragen?" Erneut bricht das Publikum in Gelächter aus.
Walk into the cave at Lascaux. The paintings are around seventeen thousand years old, made by people with no writing, no agriculture, and no opinions about cholesterol.
Look at what they painted.
Aurochs, the enormous wild cattle that stood taller at the shoulder than a man. Horses. Bison. Deer. Great heavy-bodied animals laid down in ochre and charcoal across the ceiling by people lying on their backs in the dark, holding a light up with one hand and painting with the other, because this mattered to them more than comfort did.
Now count the paintings of grain.
Count the lovingly rendered root vegetables. The heroic turnip. The sacred bowl of lentils.
You will be counting for some time.
The people of Lascaux painted what they revered, and what they revered was the animal. The animal was food, clothing, tools, sinew, fat, marrow, and the difference between surviving the winter and not. They did not paint a balanced plate. They painted the thing that kept them alive, over and over, for generations, in the most important room they had.
Seventeen thousand years later their descendants would be told that the animal was the problem, and that the road to health ran through the field of grain the cave painters never once thought worth drawing.
The oldest art we have is a menu.
It is not a subtle one.
Imagine spending your whole life becoming an academic expert. Then a random guy online tells you that you are wrong about your own field. And he's right. But you can never admit that. Because it would mean admitting that your life was a lie. That is the dilemma of many academics.