14 June 1914 | A Czech Jewish woman, Edita Ertelová, was born.
She was deported to #Auschwitz from #Theresienstadt Ghetto on 6 September 1943. She did not survive.
“People who use sunscreen frequently were observed to have higher skin cancer rates.”
That headline is from a UK Biobank analysis involving more than 470,000 people.
Researchers found that people reporting more frequent sunscreen use also had higher reported rates of:
• Melanoma (+292%)
• Basal cell carcinoma (+140%)
• Squamous cell carcinoma (+126%)
A dose-response pattern was also observed.
In other words, the more frequently sunscreen was reportedly used, the higher the observed skin cancer rates.
Before anyone starts foaming at the mouth, this was an observational study. It does not prove sunscreen caused the cancers.
But it does raise a question.
If sunscreen is the answer, why do the heaviest users appear to have the highest rates of the very diseases it’s supposed to protect against?
Personally, I think we’ve forgotten how to use the sun.
The goal should never be burning.
Build exposure gradually.
Let your skin adapt.
Use shade when the sun is intense.
Wear appropriate clothing if you’re outside for hours.
And if you’re going to be in strong sun all day, a mineral sunscreen containing zinc oxide makes far more sense to me than treating sunscreen like a force field and staying out until you’re cooked.
The sun is not your enemy.
Sunburn is.
Study:
Skin cancer risk and sunscreen use in the UK Biobank cohort.
PMCID: PMC10840669
14 June 1936 | A French Jewish boy, Leon Birenbaum, was born in Paris.
On 11 February 1943 he was murdered in a gas chamber of the #Auschwitz II-Birkenau camp.
13 June 1882 | A German Jewish woman, Helene Dorner, was born in Berlin.
In June 1943 she was incarcerated in #Theresienstadt Ghetto and in October 1944 she was deported to #Auschwitz. She did not survive.
People call the way I eat extreme. One guy even told me I have an eating disorder.
This weekend I stood in a field in Somerset with hundreds of people who eat exactly the same way. Clear eyes. Strong bodies. No medications.
It does not look extreme to me. It looks like health.
I am usually the one in the room with the uncomfortable opinion. The one who questions the guidelines. The one whose patients get better doing the opposite of what they were told.
This weekend I was just one of the crowd. And it felt extraordinary.
People who reversed conditions their doctors told them were permanent. People who stopped the medications they were told they would need forever. People who simply got tired of feeling terrible and decided to do something about it.
I spent two days listening to people who say out loud what most of their profession will not. An honest conversation about what actually works.
And I finally got to meet the fantasric Robert Kiltz, MD
Have you ever been told the way you eat is extreme?
If you have just arrived and are wondering why so much of this account is given over to a bull, a ewe, a goat and a few other animals in fields you will never visit, stay a moment. There is a reason.
These are the Ruminati. Each is a living argument doing an ancient job, and between them they dismantle most of what the modern world believes about food, land, and who is to blame for the planet.
Gerald, a Hereford bull, has spent four years turning one corner of one field into wildflowers, and has never asked anyone to notice.
Doris, a Texel ewe, knows fifty faces and forecasts the weather better than the BBC. She is the answer to anyone who calls the animals we eat stupid.
Keith, an Anglo-Nubian goat, respects no fence in Devon and turns land no plough could touch into food.
Eduardo, an alpaca, grows a fibre finer than cashmere on Welsh rain, and is guarding an orphan lamb that has decided it is a small strange alpaca.
Freya, a European bison, is back on a hill her kind left six thousand years ago, raising a fox-coloured calf, Seren, who already leads the herd out in front of her.
Marged, a Tamworth pig, turns an old orchard over with her nose and hands it back richer than she found it.
Hector, a Cavalry Black, stood seventeen years for the Household Cavalry and has lately decided it is safe to lie down and sleep. And Moss, a collie pup, is learning the oldest job a dog has.
Here is what they stand for. You will have been told animals like these are wrecking the planet. The methane a grazing cow breathes out is carbon the grass pulled from the air last season and sent straight back, nothing like the ancient carbon we drag from the ground and burn. The wildflowers and the curlew are here because of the grazing animals, not despite them. Strip the livestock off a British hill and you do not get Eden. You get bracken, scrub and silence.
So this account exists to defend the British farmer, lectured for a generation by people who have never mended a wall in the rain. The man at the gate at first light and the shepherd on the fell in January are the reason this island still works.
Underneath sits the oldest pattern of all. The people telling everyone what to eat were never short of meat themselves. The poor got the bread and the gruel and were told to be grateful. The modern version swapped the top hat for a lab coat, but the message is the same. Eat less of the food that built you. Trust the chart. I do not accept it, and neither do they. Real food is the birthright of ordinary people, not a luxury rationed out by the fashionable.
So while the country argues over who runs it, the truth sits in the fields, chewing. A bull, a ewe, a goat and the farmers nobody thanks keep this nation fed and its hills alive. The Ruminati run the country. They always have, and never bothered with a press release.
Eat well, train hard, mind the land, and come back tomorrow. Pull up a chair at the gate. Gerald will not mind.
Lesen! Lesen! Lesen!
Bravo, lieber @janfleischhauer!👏
Was die Leute am meisten gegen Friedrich Merz aufbringt? Dass es mit Deutschland nicht vorangeht, klar, keine Frage. Dass auf kaum eine seiner Ankündigungen bislang etwas Greifbares gefolgt ist? Auch das. Aber ich glaube, was die Menschen wirklich erbittert, ist, dass er sich als ein solcher Lauch entpuppt.
Sie hatten gedacht, sie bekommen einen Macher. Einen, der sich nicht darum schert, was sie im „Spiegel“ oder der „Süddeutschen“ schreiben. Den Klartext-Kanzler. Den Mann, der zum Entsetzen der Kommentatoren sagte, dass Deutschland nicht Kreuzberg sei, und links als überholt bezeichnete.
Und nun? Nun ist er der Kanzler, der sich noch artig bedankt, wenn man ihm in den Hintern tritt. Deutschland wolle sich für 2035 wieder bewerben, das war seine Antwort darauf, dass die UN-Generalversammlung in New York Deutschland mal so richtig abgewatscht hat. Keinen Sitz mehr im Sicherheitsrat, lautete die Entscheidung, die eine Schockwelle durch die diplomatische Community schickte. Dafür sitzen da jetzt Österreich und Portugal.
Die Deutschen sind wahrscheinlich die letzten echten UN-Fans. Nach den USA sind wir auch der größte Geldgeber. 5,4 Milliarden US-Dollar haben wir vorvergangenes Jahr nach New York überwiesen. 2022 waren es sogar 6,8 Milliarden Dollar. China gibt nicht mal die Hälfte. Dafür hören alle auf die Chinesen und niemand auf Deutschland.
Manchmal sehne ich mich nach Gerhard Schröder zurück. Oder Joschka Fischer. Kann man sich vorstellen, dass einer der beiden so mit sich hätte Schlitten fahren lassen? Eher nicht.
Schröder hätte sich anderntags vor die Presse gestellt und gesagt: „Vielleicht müssen wir unser Engagement doch einmal überdenken.“ Vorher hätte er in Paris und Warschau angerufen und mitgeteilt, was er vorhabe. Aber dann hätte er durchgezogen. Der Fischer-Nachfolger Johann David Walter Rudolph Wadephul erklärt hingegen eilfertig, dass es selbstverständlich bei den Milliardenzahlungen bleibe, um jeder Diskussion den Boden zu entziehen.
https://t.co/c9IucaVZvc
13 June 1937 | A Hungarian Jewish girl, Naomi Plattner, was born.
In June 1944 she was deported to #Auschwitz and murdered in a gas chamber.
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Children at Auschwitz
📖 Lesson: https://t.co/76Qn5Zseha
🎧 Podcast: https://t.co/XfLNMGnx4H
13 June 1941 | A Dutch Jewish boy, Heiman Abraham de Jong, was born in Winschoten.
On 26 October 1942, he was murdered in a gas chamber of #Auschwitz II-Birkenau camp.
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▶ The first two gas chambers near Auschwitz II-Birkenau: https://t.co/iZ1YCUD57C
11 June 1918 | A Polish Jew, Markus Silberspitz, was born in Targowisko near Bochnia.
In #Auschwitz from 19 May 1942.
No. 35783
He perished in the camp on 20 July 1942.
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📖 Jewish prisoners at KL Auschwitz: https://t.co/WjqF9riy8m
13 June 1922 | A Polish woman, Krystyna Lieber, was born in Krakow.
In #Auschwitz from 12 November 1942.
No. 24431
She perished in the camp on 23 July 1943.
12 June 1922 | Dutch Jewish man, Herbert Meijerstein, was born in Göttingen.
In September 1942 he was deported from #Westerbork to #Auschwitz. He did not survive.
13 June 1939 | A Hungarian Jewish girl, Agnes Szekely, was born in Budapest.
She was deported to #Auschwitz and murdered in a gas chamber.
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📖 Deportations of Jews from Hungary to Auschwitz: https://t.co/UriR5fLdkB
Activist: "Dairy's finished. It's unsustainable. The world's switching to almond milk."
Farmer: "Switching to what's grown where?"
Activist: "Almonds. California, mostly."
Farmer: "A single almond drinks about a gallon of pumped aquifer, in a state that rations water in a drought. Your green swap is draining an underground reserve that took millennia to fill."
Activist: "It's still less than a dairy cow."
Farmer: "Per litre, on a chart that ignores where the water came from. My cows drink rain off a Welsh hill. The almond drinks fossil groundwater in a desert."
Activist: "Almonds don't burp methane."
Farmer: "They need two million beehives trucked across America every spring, because the orchard's a green desert the rest of the year. My field's full of clover and birds between milkings."
Activist: "Dairy's still got a footprint."
Farmer: "Off grass, on land that grows nothing else, handing back a complete food. The almond gives you water with a vitamin sprayed in."
Activist: "..."
Farmer: "Swap a rain-fed cow for a drought-fed nut and you haven't gone green. You've just moved the thirst somewhere you can't see it."
Ireland is being made to shrink its dairy herd, with healthy in-calf cows going to slaughter early, to satisfy a nitrogen figure set in Brussels.
Start with how cruel the timing is. Barely a decade ago, when the EU scrapped its milk quotas in 2015, Ireland told its farmers to do the opposite. Expand. Grow the herd. Build the new parlour. The government's own strategy pushed dairy hard for export growth, and thousands of families borrowed heavily and did exactly as they were asked. Now the same establishment that cheered them bigger is ordering them smaller.
The instrument is a rule that sounds technical and harmless. The EU caps the nitrogen that livestock manure may spread on the land. Ireland's grass-fed dairy farms, among the most efficient and lowest-carbon on earth, held a hard-won allowance to graze a little heavier. After a water-quality review, that allowance was cut, from 250 kilos of nitrogen a hectare down to 220, across great swathes of the country from 2024, and it has stayed under threat ever since, its conditions tightening at every review.
To drop under the new line, a farmer has three doors. Find more land, ship his slurry away, or get rid of cows. Land is scarce and the squeeze itself sent rents soaring, so for many the only door left is the herd.
The Irish Farmers Association reckoned an extra sixty nine thousand acres would be needed nationally just to stand still. One senator, a farmer himself, warned that up to forty one thousand cows, a great many of them pregnant, could be sent to slaughter to comply, and called it an animal welfare catastrophe in the making.
Sit with that. Healthy, productive, in-calf cows, on some of the greenest grass in Europe, culled early because a stocking number on a form moved by thirty kilos. The very cows the nation was begging the farmer to buy ten years ago.
This is what modern environmental policy looks like at the sharp end. A good cow loaded onto a lorry she never needed to be on, on a wet Tuesday in County Cork, to shift a figure in a spreadsheet.
"WE WILL DIE"
Miss Inbar Shem Tov (22) hid inside a dumpster with other young people at Supernova when Hamas invaded.
She texted her dad, who grabbed his gun and sped to the festival.
“By the time someone comes to rescue us, we will die," Inbar wrote.
She was buried Oct 10.
Her mom memorialized her in a poignant letter.
"I was blessed to raise you for 22 years, and then life took you from me on October 7. I withered, I fell apart, I was left breathless, they took away my oxygen.”
“My love, I wish I could just for a moment escape on the wing of a bird, fly up above and see my light, to hug you, to kiss you, to hear your voice. My girl — Mom loves you so much.”
Remember Inbar. Just a few months before 10/7 she was celebrating her 22nd birthday.