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Starve-Yourself-Old Theory Takes a Hit

Thursday, August 30th, 2012

By David L. Brown

For some time now there’s been an assumption floating around that if you reduce your caloric intake to about 30 percent below the required daily intake you will earn yourself more years of life. I suspect a lot of people have been acting on that theory and voluntarily starving themselves in hopes of living longer. I know one such and he looks like an Auschwitz survivor.

But, sad for them, a new long-term study with monkeys has sunk that battleship. The report in the journal Nature showed  no difference in life expectancy between monkeys fed a normal diet and those fed a restricted diet. An earlier monkey study at the University of Wisconsin claimed to have found a difference, but there was a flaw in that study. Unrestricted monkeys were allowed to eat as much as they wanted, thereby becoming obese. In other words, it was a study to compare simian analogues of Twiggy and Michael Moore, and therefore bore little relationship to reality.

The whole idea got started with a study of worms, which bear even less relationship to normal humans than Michael Moore, and was followed by a mouse study. But when it comes to humans, apparently the starve-yourself-old plan just doesn’t work.

Michael Moore look-alike could have taken part in Wisconsin study.

Actually, it’s not surprising to me, and in fact I don’t know why they bother to mess around with monkeys because there has been an ongoing human experiment with billions of participants. It’s called real life, in which some people are consistently underfed thanks to poverty and food shortages while others eat like, well, Michael Moore. And the data from that experiment is pretty clear in squelching the idea of calorie restriction for life extension.

For example, the country of India is well-known for its large numbers of malnourished individuals. If the theory were correct, those people would be living long and prospering. Well, at least living long. But in fact, India has an average life expectancy of just 64.7 years, compared with 78.2 years for the United States. I don’t have a figure for the less-fortunate citizens of India, but my guess is that those who are better off are living longer and raising the average, so the actual results for those on the involuntarily calorie restricted diets could be lower, perhaps much lower.

There are many other places where food is scarce and people live on the edge, and indeed even lower life expectancies are observed there. The worst case scenario is the island of Mozambique, where the average life expectancy is just 34.2 years. The world average is 67.2 years and most of the Third World lies on the bottom half of the scale.

In case you’re wondering, the country that is the longest-lived is Japan with 82.6 years. Some other top-end data points include: France, known for its rich and hearty meals, 80.7 years; Switzerland, 82.1; Australia, 81.2. None of these places are known for widespread malnutrition and famine.

I think the real message to take away from all this is that extremes are bad, and of course that’s what we all kind of knew all along. People who are unusually thin have few physical resources to fall back on in case of illness. We know that young girls who suffer from eating disorders often die young and obese people are in danger of heart disease, diabetes and other debilitating diseases. So eat healthy food in normal amounts, maybe accompanied with a glass of wine or two and you’ll probably outlive all the starve-themselves-old crowd, not to mention the waddling obese.

Truth Is Out: Chicken Came First

Tuesday, July 13th, 2010

By David L. Brown

Chickens Get the Last Laugh

Chickens Get the Last Laugh

A little over four years ago I posted a piece here responding to a report on the all-important scientific question of our age, the chicken-egg controversy. I wrote:

“Addressing the major scientific issue of which came first, the chicken or the egg, a panel of eggsperts have concluded that the egg had to come first. Star Phoenix Base doesn’t think this is egg-sactly right.”

Well, pardon me while I cackle. Now a news report from Mail Online, the web site of the British newspaper The Daily Mail, turns that question around and claims that it was indeed the chicken, not the egg that came first. Here’s a link to the Mail Online story.

Previous attempts to explain the egg-first scenario fell back on the idea that two unrelated species must have interbred to fertilize the egg from which the first chicken hatched, so that neither of the parents were themselves chickens. That seemed unlikely to me, since different species generally can’t interbreed, or if they do, the offspring are sterile (for example, the mule).

Well, thank goodness this deep scientific question is answered at last, thanks to researchers at Sheffield and Warwick Universities who used a super computer to hatch their solution The new chicken-first theory is based on the discovery that the ability to form eggshells in the special way chickens do “is only found in a chicken’s ovaries,” the Mail Online article explained. “Therefore, an egg can only exist if it has been inside a chicken — thereby proving chickens must have come first.”

If you’d enjoy more pun-ishing ventures into poultry-related word play, you may want to read my original post, “Egg-regious Errors in Chicken Logic,” May 29, 2006, here.

Yours Truly Named ‘Citizen Journalist of Year’

Thursday, April 1st, 2010

By David L. Brown

preview-20561The champagne is flowing here today at Star Phoenix Base. For my work on this weblog, yours truly has been named “Citizen Journalist of the Year” for the Rocky Mountain region of the Society of Professional Journalists (SPJ). Hoo hoo! (Cue fireworks and marching band.) Pardon me while I gloat.

It’s almost impossible to believe but Star Phoenix Base has been in existence for four years this month, reporting and commenting on the dangers faced by the Earth. I’ve written on a broad range of subjects, including the environment, global warming, politics, economics, and, well, you name it. The piece that won the award from SPJ was a words-and-pictures report on a campaign appearance by John and Cindy McCain in Albuquerque during the last presidential election.

The prize came as a result of my entry in the “Top of the Rockies” competition sponsored by SPJ’s Region 9, which includes New Mexico, Colorado, Utah and Wyoming. A long-time member, I am active in SPJ, presently serving as VP-Communications for the Rio Grande Chapter which includes all of New Mexico and West Texas.

Well, gotta go. My adoring crowd of supporters is demanding more champagne. Cheers!

On the Difference Between Lawyers and Catfish

Saturday, January 31st, 2009

By David L. Brown

Oops, today we learn that the stimulus bill that just passed the House of Representatives won’t allow stimulus money to be spent on imported steel. That’s like slamming the door on world trade, which is going to create a huge backlash from trading partners and lose American jobs through loss of exports. Oh, how wise the gurus in Washington are! (Not).

Here is an excerpt from a news item tonight from FoxNews.com:

U.S. businesses and trading partners are resisting a new “Buy American” provision in the $819 billion economic stimulus package making its way through Congress.

The provision, included in the House bill that passed on Wednesday, generally prohibits the purchase of foreign iron and steel for any stimulus-funded infrastructure project.

The goal is to boost the U.S. iron and steel industries, which have been pummeled by the current recession. Shipments in the steel industry, for example, fell 40 percent last year.

Yet John Murphy, vice president of international affairs at the U.S. Chamber of Commerce, said 50 million Americans whose jobs depend on exports would pay the price.

Think this could be a problem? Umm, no — the word “problem” isn’t anywhere near a bad enough word to describe what this will be. And then there is the fact that our steel industry is almost completely moribund and has been for decades. Pittsburgh’s fabled mills have long been shuttered and turning into rust buckets. The remaining mills are generally unable to compete with foreign producer.

Is this what we want to do — attempt to rebuild out-dated industries whose time has come and gone? Revisit the Industrial Revolution? We need to concentrate on developing alternative energy, a cleaner environment, a sustainable economy, not dump billions into developing new steel mills. And even if we should want to do so in order to stimulate the economy, it would take years to ramp up efficient iron and steel production. That’s not likely to contribute to our immediate economic problems until well after the Obama administration is over, if ever (although it is a fact that the economic crisis may go on forever in the post-Peak Oil world). If we continue to sink into a depression without end, what stimulus will it take to create a new steel industry to replace the cheap foreign imports we now enjoy? And, what kind of sense would it make to do so?

Meanwhile, American steel users “benefiting” from the stimulus (which by the time Congress is done will be just about everybody) will be struggling with severe shortages, which means higher prices, inability to produce end products, and ultimately a domino effect sweeping through every steel-using manufacturer down through retailers and to consumers. Meanwhile, steel exporting nations are going to boycott American goods like there’s no tomorrow. They’ll use the cheap and abundant steel to produce more consumer goods at lower prices to sell to each other and everyone except America.

But how important could this be. From what nations do we buy our steel? Glad you asked: Oh, probably nothing all that important: China, India, Mexico, Korea, Turkey, the European Union, Japan, Canada, Australia, places like that. Heck, there’s no problem with ticking off those countries and causing them to slam the door on our exports is there? Nah! We’ll still be able to export lots of stuff to, er, ah, Antarctica, that’s it. Yeah, Power to the Penguins! And we’ll have no worries because we won’t be able to produce many export items anyway due to shortages and the high prices for domestic iron and steel. So we’ll be able to easily meet and even exceed demand (those Penguins will require some excellent salesmanship to get them to buy those refrigerators, freezers, ice makers and other Antarctica-appropriate export trade items).
Don’t these people in Washington have any common sense about how economics works? Well, apparently not. They are, after all, mostly lawyers. There are many good, honest, hard-working lawyers (I have been privileged to know and work with several of them) but for the most part they are generally not the greatest paragons of wisdom and ethical purity.

Hey, let’s enjoy a lawyer joke to lighten things up in the face of the impending economic doom that is being hatched out in Washington:

Riddle: “What’s the difference between a lawyer and a catfish?” Answer: “One is a scum-sucking bottom feeder and the other is a fish.”

That was fun. Let’s have another: “What’s the difference between a dead lawyer on the highway and a dead rattlesnake on the highway?” Answer: “There are skid marks in front of the snake.”

And finally, a faux factoid: “99 percent of lawyers give the rest a bad name.” Heh.

Lawyers should NEVER be entrusted with creating and administering the law. That should be the job of patriotic American citizens in possession of a firm grounding in science, philosophy, history and economics, none of which seem to appear on Law School course lists. Instead we get a pack of critters who if they weren’t in Congress would be suing people and companies for every imaginable sin and pocketing as much as half or more of anything collected.

And let’s face it, the kinds of lawyers I’m describing are exactly the ones that would tend to go into politics, being greedy egomaniacal morons. And once in office, they surround themselves with, what else? More lawyers. One out of every twelve residents of the District of Columbia is a lawyer, 42,000 of them in all, more per square mile than many other nations have as a total. Washington is like a vast hive of lawyers, something out of a bad horror film such as Night of the Living Dead or a drug-enhanced nightmare.

So, yeah, as long as we’re going to create a new Greater Depression, let’s start out big by sticking it in the eye of our trading partners to create a huge trade war over steel, something we can barely produce any more anyway. That’s smart all right. Bring those foreigners in line right quick, won’t it? Smoot and Hawley will be smiling down from Heaven, er, rather, smiling up from down there below, at the ongoing reenactment of their famous bill that plunged America into the Great Depression by placing huge tariff barriers on imported goods in 1930.

That sure fixed things up, didn’t it? If it hadn’t been for World War II we’d still be in the Depression if Smoot, Hawley and their successors had their way. How soon they forget the past, those who do not read history or ever learn how to think rationally or master common sense. And how fast the nation can fall if it continues down the road it has now set foot upon.

An Inspiring Tale for the Holiday Season

Saturday, December 20th, 2008

By David L. Brown

It’s not often that I am compelled to wax poetic, but in this holiday season, this one of 2008 in particular, I felt the urge to revisit that old favorite “The Night Before Christmas,” or “A Visit from St. Nicolas.” I have changed the title a bit to fit our present situation and you may notice the words are different, too. Enjoy, and have as Merry a Christmas as you can in these difficult times.

A Christmas Miracle In Detroit, or

A Visit from St. Paulson

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through da City

Not a creature was stirring, not even a kitty.

The auto execs were all hanging on hopes

Of generous bailouts from government dopes.

The workers were nestled all snug in their beds

As visions of overtime danced in their heads.

Mamma in her housecoat and I in my cap

Had just settled down to watch television crap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a noise

I sprang from the  couch thinking “Mus’ be da boys.”

I rushed to the window and gazed in dismay

To see that there still was no Change on the way.

The Moon on the street cast a terrible spell,

Set the city a’glimmer like the fires of hell.

When what through my drug-induced alcohol haze

Should appear but a limo, its headlights ablaze.

The driver jumped out and opened a door

And who should appear but the man I adore.

He was dressed like a Bro’, all gold chains and black

And carried a large money bag on his back.

I jumped up with joy at this sight for sore eyes,

For I knew that my union had delivered the prize.

The man who could halt a bank run in a flash,

And wrap up a Congress like a bundle of trash.

A man who could never be matched or outdone,

It could be none other than Henry Paulson.

He hoisted his sack and gave it a push

And out jumped his help mate, George W. Bush.

The two jolly elves were so pleasant to see

That I cracked a fresh bottle of sweet Tennessee.

I opened the door to welcome my guests

And offered a toast using Jack’s very best.

Hank reached for the bottle and took several swigs

While the other hung back and thought of drill rigs.

Then the Treasury Sec. laughed, a jolly old monkey,

And pulled from his sack a barrel of money.

He threw it around all over the street,

And the neighbors were on it like weevils on wheat.

They snatched up the billions in taxpayer cash

And ran to the WalMart to turn it to flash.

Big flatscreen teevees and cases of booze,

Thousands of movies and basketball shoes,

Hundreds of burgers and buckets of chicken,

Enough of that junk food to make a moose sicken.

Detroit was rescued, the world wouldn’t end,

Gas guzzlers would roll from Detroit’s lines again.

The fat cat execs and corrupt union bosses

Could rest in the knowledge they’d suffer no losses.

So thus ends our tale of Christmas perfection,

Of glorious salvation through mass cash injection.

Santa in his sleigh didn’t show up this year,

But Hank Paulson did bringing holiday cheer.

As he climbed in his limo and slammed shut the door,

I heard him exclaim, “Don’t worry, there’s more!

Detroit’s Fantastic Freestyle Failure Event

Sunday, December 7th, 2008

By David L. Brown

A few days ago I wrote an essay about the mess in Detroit. This cartoon says it pretty well in visual terms.

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Yeah, they’ve got a plan. Now. It’s a sad situation, but it underlines the question with which I ended the previous essay. After I pointed out that the U.S. no longer makes televisions, computers, and most of the other “stuff” we buy and use, I asked: How is Detroit different?

Indeed, wouldn’t it make a lot more sense to concentrate on things we need to be doing (renewable, sustainable energy for example) and let the South Koreans and Chinese build our cars. They make great vehicles for far less than anything we can make here (and that includes the Toyota, Nissan and Honda U.S. plants).

Scroll back to read my earlier posting titled “Detroit’s Missed Opportunity—And a Plan.” And don’t miss the other essay posted here today. Titled “An Embarrassment of Oxymorons,” it demonstrates the error in trying to hold onto failed economic models. It’s like the difference between getting into the lifeboat or going down with the ship.

U.S. Dollar Gains New Image

Tuesday, September 30th, 2008

By David L. Brown

According to our private sources at the Treasury Department, in order to calm world markets by providing a high degree of transparency to the economic situation, the U.S. government is responding to present financial trends by issuing a new one dollar bill, as pictured here:

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According to reports a new five dollar bill is also coming soon. It will feature Homer Simpson slapping his forehead with balloon text reading “Doh!”

The treasury also has plans to issue three dollar bills, seven dollar bills and 13 dollar bills featuring beloved all-American spokes-characters Wile E. Coyote falling off a cliff, Sylvester the Cat being foiled by Tweety Bird, and the Evil Witch from Sleeping Beauty selling apples on Wall Street to unemployed investment bankers (no extra charge for the poison).

According to Treasury Sec. Henry Paulson, “we decided it’s time to inject a little humor into the situation. People will all be smiling again as they spend money, and that’s what we need right now, more high spirited, mindless spending.”

There are no present plans to redesign larger denomination bills, but it is rumored that with the new $1, $3, $5, $7 and $13 bills now in the pipeline that the penny, nickel, dime, quarter and half-dollar coins will be eliminated. In recognition of racial equality and the right of women to be allotted special privileges, the dollar coin will be replaced with one featuring Michelle Obama giving a middle-finger salute to America.

UPDATE: This news flash from PBS (Particularly Biased Slander) News:

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Good News from Our Very Best Friends

Sunday, June 15th, 2008

By David L. Brown

There’s good news today. According to FoxNews.com, the end of high oil prices is in sight, and we owe our thanks to the fearless leader of the United Nations and those humanitarian folks who run Saudi Arabia. Here is the headline and blurb presently topping the FoxNews.com website:

U.N. — Oil Relief Coming
U.N. spokesman says Saudi Arabia will boost oil production by 200,000 barrels a day to deflate gas prices.

Yes, the courageous leader of the U.N., no less a personage than Secretary-General Ban Ki-Moon himself, has bravely gone where no Ban has gone before, into the heart of the Desert Kingdom and former camel ranch to ask the Saudis to solve the world’s oil shortage problem. And he has succeeded! The Oil Sheiks have graciously agreed to increase their daily output of crude by another 200,000 barrels. Yeah! Go you Sheiks! Good on you Ban!

Yes, according to the headline and blurb we just saw, the Saudi decision will “deflate” prices of gasoline (visualize here an over-blown balloon being punctured with a righteous pin). Ban Ki-Moon waves the magic wand, and … voila! … out hops the Rabbit of Unreasonable Hope, right out of the magician’s top hat! Hooray! Thank you Ban. Thank you Sheiks. May Allah smile upon your heads and open the gates of Paradise before you.

That is perhaps how we credulous boobs are supposed to react to this piece of news. But as usual there is more to the story than might be ascertained from the news report. Consider the fact that many if not most consumers of news are innumerate (that’s like being illiterate, only with numbers, not words). They probably don’t know that the world’s oil production has been flat at about 85 million barrels a day for going on three years, or that production is slumping in Russia, Iran, Iraq, Mexico and other places. Only about a week ago Indonesia resigned from OPEC because it is now a net importer of oil! These are solemn clues that should be kept in mind as we contemplate the latest news.

Let’s try to put this in perspective. How much does 200,000 barrels represent in comparison with current total oil production? If you are among the numerate (that’s like literate, only with numbers), put on your mathematical thinking cap and follow along with me. To calculate the percentage of 85 million barrels that is represented by 200 thousand barrels, simply divide the smaller number by the larger number. (I think I learned that in about third grade.)

And the answer is… umm, that can’t be right. Let’s try again. Ooops. Well, it looks like it IS right, and we know that figures can’t lie (but liars can figure, although I swear I’m telling you straight).

Here’s the answer: What the Saudis are pledging to add to the oil supply is actually 0.0023 percent of what the world is already using every day.

That’s only 1/425th of the daily supply! Gosh, what’s the opposite of “Hooray”? And, get that rabbit back in the hat before somebody turns it into hasenpfeffer! (That’s rabbit stew, in case you wondered.)

Ban is pictured making his wonderful announcement wearing a huge smile, a smile such as you might expect to see on the face of a particularly happy angel that just earned its wings or had the Order of Jehovah pinned on its chest. He is beaming with apparent self-pride in having just performed an amazing feat of diplomacy, bringing the world back from the brink so to speak. That must be why he gets the big bucks as head honcho at the U.N.

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A Flat Earth Encore: Terry Pratchett’s Discworld

Monday, March 31st, 2008

By David L. Brown

I had some fun yesterday writing about people who believe in a flat Earth and how their ideas compare with climate change deniers. As I reread my essay this morning I was reminded of the fact that one of my favorite authors, Terry Pratchett, has made a career writing about a fictional flat planet. His Discworld fantasy-humor novels are set on just such a planet as Flat Earthers may envision for the Earth. Here is an illustration of the Discworld:

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Remember, this is fantasy, not reality. Do not plan trips for business or pleasure, especially ocean cruises, or attempt to follow world events by referring to this map. Discworld is a magical planet. Its Sun is about the size of a basketball and revolves around the flat planet. And, yes, the oceans flow off the edge into space in a continuous cascade. The fact that Discworld’s oceans never dry out is obviously due to magic rather than conventional physics.

What this illustration does not show is that the Discworld rides on the backs of four enormous elephants, which in turn are standing on the shell of Great A’Tuin the stellar tortoise. It would be best if you try not to imagine the Earth in that way, unless you are really comfortable with the idea of cosmic animals the size of continents.

Discworld is populated by an amusing collection of strangely familiar characters, including dwarves, trolls, vampires, werewolves, wizards and witches, not to mention dragons and even heroes such as Ghenghiz Cohen, commonly known as Cohen the Barbarian.

Despite its obvious differences, Discworld has many similarities to our own planet. In fact, as you will soon realize, it is high satire on the foibles of humanity. If you are intrigued by the idea of Discworld, Pratchett has written 20 or 30 vastly entertaining books set in this fantasy world. The first is called “The Color of Magic,” and the most recent is titled “Thud.” I can promise many hours of reading pleasure replete with chuckles and even the occasional guffaw.

Ethanol — The New Consumer Hype?

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

By David L. Brown

I am in receipt of an exciting piece of news from the folks who are promoting Ethanol for the purpose of turning perfectly good food — for which there is a rising, legitimate and desperate demand in the world — into fake second-rate gasoline thanks to government subsidies. Note that I am trying to be completely fair and balanced in my reporting here. Well, not trying too hard I admit. WARNING: There may be sarcasm, irony and even (yes I know it’s not PC but then neither am I) ridicule involved in my comments below, for which I take full credit.

But first, here is today’s news release in its entirety:

EPIC Hires New Executive Director

Omaha, Neb. (March 4, 2008 – AgNewsWire) – The Ethanol Promotion and Information Council (EPIC) has a new executive director. She is Toni Nuernberg, who comes to EPIC from ACA International in Minneapolis where she worked for 29 years, the last 12 as Chief Operating Officer of ACA International Holding Company Inc. and its for-profit subsidiaries.

Nuernberg says when she decided to make a career move she was looking for an exciting new industry with lots of potential.

“Clearly the ethanol industry is that and so much more,” she says. “The thing that struck me about it was that every person that I talked with about this position from the CEOs of the member organizations to the staff was their passion and the excitement that they feel about this industry.”

Nuernberg is impressed with the progress EPIC has made in just three short years of existence.

“I think it’s pretty amazing. That’s one of the things that intrigued me,” said Nuernberg. “They’ve put the necessary resources into making it as successful as it’s been in just three years so I am sure that it is going to continue and become even a larger player in the industry.”

Tom Branhan, EPIC Board President and CEO and President of Glacial Lakes Energy, is pleased they were able to hire such a qualified and competent leader for the organization.

“On behalf of the EPIC board and staff we are excited to have Toni as the new executive director,” Branhan said. “Toni is joining a very strong team and will be taking EPIC to new heights as the industry rapidly advances.”

Nuernberg’s first goal is to develop a strategic plan.

“There are three things that we have to do. We have to assess where we are currently, we need to determine what we want to do moving forward and then we need to put the plan together to move forward and that has to happen through strategic planning,” she says.

She encourages ethanol stakeholders who have not yet joined EPIC to do so.

“The message of ethanol and getting the community at large to be thinking about ethanol, going to the pump and requesting it and using it – that’s going to take a unified effort of the industry and they need to participate in that and become members.”

Nuernberg has a degree in accounting, organizational behavior and communications. She is also an active member of the American Society of Association Executives and served for five years on the board of directors and executive committee of the Midwest Society of Association Executives.

Gee, what exciting news this is. I particularly love Ms. Nuernberg’s proposed program involving those important three things they need to do (find out where they are; find out where they want to go; put together a “strategic” plan to get there). Most people would not be able to conceive of such a brilliant and insightful program of action…. The victory-at-all-costs spirit just leaps forth from her daring proposal, bringing to mind the bold actions of Gen. George S. Patton or perhaps even Julius Caesar (inventor of the eponymous salad).

Obviously the plan is to market this stuff as if it were cigarettes, beer or laundry detergent. How long before we will see celebrity spokespersons asking “Got Ethanol?” Hayseed-type characters telling us “I’m not a farmer but I play one on television”? Or, a picture of a giant SUV with the slogan “Just Do It!”? Yeah, like there isn’t already enough cow flop in the airwaves, print media and Internet.

I particularly like the image invoked by the phrase “going to the pump and asking for it….” Hmm, what will the pump say? Will it say anything? Will people in white coats and bearing large nets and strait jackets be involved? Probably not, but only because there are too few of them to go around and they have plenty to do as it is. Talking to gas pumps is probably a pretty harmless activity compared to some of the other stuff that is going on in the world. For example, take the political campaign … please!

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