A couple of weeks ago I was out in front of my house
covering an invasive spiky grass with newspapers and plastic to kill it off
when some of my neighbors walked by with their dog. The neighbors asked me what
I was doing. I explained about the grass. I told them that I successfully killed
all the other weeds in my yard by spraying them with straight white vinegar,
but this one persistent grass did not seem to be affected by the vinegar. So I
was taking sterner measures. My neighbor (the guy), trying to be helpful,
suggested, “Try Round-up. That’s what I use and it works great.”
The poor man had pushed one of my buttons and I went off on
a tirade about Round-up. The main ingredient in Roundup is a chemical called
glyphosate. Many recent scientific studies provide insights into the effects of
glyphosate on the human body. A peer-reviewed scientific study released in
April 2013 confirms that glyphosate-based herbicides are toxic and that they directly
contribute to gastrointestinal disorders, obesity, diabetes, heart disease,
depression, autism, infertility, cancer, Parkinson’s, and Alzheimer’s. (Glyphosate’s
Suppression of Cytochrome P450 Enzymes and Amino Acid Biosynthesis by the Gut
Microbiome, Anthony Samsel and Stephanie Seneff, 2013.) There is a great deal
of research (diligently suppressed by Monsanto, which manufactures Round-up and
makes a fortune from its sale) showing the catastrophic ill-effects of Round-up
on people, other living things, and the environment. I told my neighbors that
you couldn’t pay me to put Round-up in my yard and that it was especially
dangerous for children, the elderly, people with compromised health, and pets –
like dogs!
The woman-neighbor leaned over and patted her dog on the
head and said, “We’ve been using Round-up for years and our dog seems to be
just fine.” They then high-tailed it away from the crazy lady putting
newspapers on her weeds and ranting and raving about Round-up. One week later I
took the newspaper out of the box and read the headline, which was something
like “New Research Proves Deadly Toxicity of Round-up.” The article was about
an international panel of researchers that issued a report in April 2015 about
the extreme toxic nature of glyphosate. They call for an immediate
international ban on the use of Round-up. Many countries are acting swiftly to
do this; but not the U.S., of course, since Monsanto owns the politicians here.
Sheesh, it’s tough being right all the time. I wonder if my neighbors saw the
article and if it made any impression on them.
Do I think this new study about glyphosate will inspire
thousands of people to change their habits? To stop using Round-up? To eat
foods that are clean and not sprayed with Round-up? Absolutely not. Because we
live in a state of denial. We are so bombarded by frightening information
predicting doom that we become immune to it. We keep doing what we were doing
and seem to think somehow we are impervious.
In 1989, I took a job as the executive assistant to a woman
who conducted evaluation on research projects that benefitted the disabled. It
was the perfect job in many ways. I believed in the projects the company was
evaluating. I met terrific disability rights activists. The office was only
eight blocks from my house so I could walk to work; and it was in a beautiful
new building. On the front door of the building there was a statement that said
something to the effect that the materials that had been used to construct the
building were new and were still off-gassing toxins at a low level and that the
law required that those working in the building be warned that these toxins
present inside the building could possibly cause allergies, health issues, and
miscarriage. So what did I do after two months at the company? I got pregnant. This
was after we already had two children. We wanted a third. I passed that notice
on the front of the building every single day, and yet I intentionally got
pregnant. I miscarried that baby at ten weeks. Why did I think that I was
impervious to the toxins in that building that could cause miscarriage? Perhaps
that was not the reason I miscarried at all. There is no way to know. But I
keep thinking about the fact that I knowingly entered that building every day
and seemed to think that warning didn’t apply to me. Fortunately, the following
year, after I left that job and went to another one in a chemically benign
building, I became pregnant with my third child and carried him to term.
We humans are endowed with the ability to select what
information we wish to assimilate into our psyches, our lives, our modus
operandi. Otherwise, we could not survive. We receive too much input. We really
must choose what to act upon and what to release from our consciousness. I find
it fascinating to reflect on how people make those selections. People smoke
cigarettes despite the fact that their risk of death by cancer as a result of
this is astronomically high. Plus they suffer so many other health issues that
are so uncomfortable and challenging along the way. I wonder how they can live
like that, knowing that they would feel so much better if they quit smoking. But
then I remember that I walked into that building with the warning printed on
the door. Denial. People with inflammatory diseases like arthritis and
fibromyalgia continue to eat sugar and refined, processed flours despite the
pain, discomfort, and lack of mobility that they suffer. I wonder why they don’t
change their eating habits so they can feel better. But I have to remember that
I walked into that building. People are well aware of the health
recommendations and their poor choices. We know and we deny.
I’m not talking about the people who are simply ignorant,
who need to learn the facts. I hope I will have the opportunity to transform
the lives of people by teaching them my Eating for Health classes, by providing
them with a toolkit of information that will help them make better choices. But
right now, I’m not talking about the people who don’t know. I’m talking about
the people who have the facts in front of them and ignore them. We all do it.
Conservatives en masse ignore climate change because, as Gore says so
eloquently, it’s an inconvenient truth. People keep watering their lawns here
in Cali when we are in a state of emergency with drought. How much denial do we
need for protection, as a buffer, to allow us to function and to remain
positive and to continue to enter our days with delight, to go forth with that sense
of wonder I have often spoken about; and how much denial is deeply dangerous
and could ultimately result in human extinction? I think of that famous exchange
from the movie “A Few Good Men” when the character says “I want the truth” and
the other character replies “You can’t handle the truth.”
How much truth do I want? How much can I put to use? How
much must I deny to survive? I’m thinking.
This much I know is true. If you wish to protect yourself against
the ill-effects of Round-up (containing glyphosate) then buy all organic foods
and nothing that could possibly have GMOs. Of particular concern, which you
should absolutely buy organic, are corn, soy, wheat, sugar, and canola. Animals
raised commercially in the U.S. are fed corn laced with glyphosate, so to avoid
ingestion of this toxin you should buy organic meats and dairy products from
pastured animals. Farm-raised fish are fed corn laced with glyphosate so buy
only wild-caught. Your choice. Just saying.
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