Now here's a revolting development. lol Is it for real?
I have nothing against an occasional soy snack. Soy is nutritious and contains lots of good things. Unfortunately, when you eat or drink a lot of soy stuff, you're also getting substantial quantities of estrogens.
Estrogens are female hormones. If you're a woman, you're flooding your system with a substance it can't handle in surplus. If you're a man, you're suppressing your masculinity and stimulating your "female side," physically and mentally.
In fetal development, the default is being female. All humans (even in old age) tend toward femininity. The main thing that keeps men from diverging into the female pattern is testosterone, and testosterone is suppressed by an excess of estrogen.
So, is Boy George really just Soy George?
If nothing else, it appears as though soy products are now thought to come with some risks. One of the things that bothers me with the whole Trans fat deal going on now ... the crap they tell us is good for us ends up being worse in the end. And given where soy could take you .. that's an end I'd rather protect!
Two senior FDA scientists have revealed that chemicals in soy could increase the risk of breast cancer, brain damage, and abnormalities in infants.


ok, sorta funny story; soy makes you girlish, tee hee hee. slow news day, gotta publish something, right?
imagine the firestorm that'd erupt were the scientists to discover a food loaded with....testerone. salsa, say. "eating salsa will load you up with testerone". how long d'you think it'd be before the calls to regulate salsa; remove it from our schools; make it *illegal* popped up? ("in tonight's news, the DEA announced a major salsa ring was broken up on the east coast. here you see dea agents posing with their take: salsa with a street value of over a billion dollars")
along with the avalanche of stories demonizing testerone: "the devil seed!" "salsa-addled, testerone crazed psycho killer!" "stronger tasers called for to deal with perps hopped up on salsa!" etc etc etc
i'd guess.....oh......6 seconds, tops.
just a thought.
Posted by: larry | Tuesday, December 12, 2006 at 05:34 PM
PS - lest you think larry's just being silly on a slow new day, remember that what i posted above is already happening. right here, right now, every day.
just substitute "anabolic steroid" for "salsa" in the above post.
say, when did hyper-masculinity become illegal? did i miss that referendum?
Posted by: larry | Tuesday, December 12, 2006 at 05:37 PM
Larry!.... thar you are, you mean-asst cowboy, you. Send money. Larry Jr. is in jail. Seems he was cauwt at recess showin' my thong, whut he wus sportin' hissef, an the skule lockt 'im up fer bein' a pirvert. I kno'd we shudenta et them soy nuts Granma sint.
Now if'n youse evre desides to come off the Linkosphere range whar thee dear and thee Gendre-Cuntfused pley an stop yore verbal six-shootin', whal, I reckon I'll be a welcomin' yer manliness. Feed yore nuts to yer horse.
Honey Bun
Posted by: Phoenix | Tuesday, December 12, 2006 at 07:29 PM
"Research in 2000 showed that a soy-based diet at any age can lead to a weak thyroid, which commonly produces heart problems and excess fat. Could this explain the dramatic increase in obesity today?
Recent research on rats shows testicular atrophy, infertility and uterus hypertrophy (enlargement). This helps explain the infertility epidemic and the sudden growth in fertility clinics. But alas, by the time a soy-damaged infant has grown to adulthood and wants to marry, it's too late to get fixed by a fertility clinic."
Hmmm ... It's so obvious!!!!! THAT'S why there are so few Chinese people. And they are all fat too!
Posted by: ff11 | Tuesday, December 12, 2006 at 09:15 PM
This is junk science i.e. hype, nonsense on stilts.
My daughter began a soy-based formula as a young infant because she was hyper-sensitive to cow's milk. She's now 26 years old. None of the dire predictions cited by the author of this article happened. She's healthy and slender, and always has been.
I put crap like this article at the same level with the global warming scare mongers. Pure twaddle.
Posted by: Christine | Wednesday, December 13, 2006 at 12:01 AM
phoenix -
larry jr. did WHAT?!? this ain't good. DAMMIT, gal! what did i tell you when you started wearin' them butt-floss draws? hmmm? what did i say? didn't i SAY no good would come from you wearin' underwear? DIDN'T I??
well, no sense arguing about that now - we'll take this up when i git home, young lady. meantime, we've got to move quick. the first thing is, since YOU went and got young larry's crotchal region all angried up way ahead of schedule, the first thang is you'll have to warn the schools & the neighbors: lock up all the girlies, age 8-18. (i don't wanna hear that "he's only 7 years old" stuff, woman. he's a larry, by god, and them poor gals don't stand a chance agin him. they'll start off laughin' at him, but soon enough they'll be sighin' & a-yieldin'. ask me how i know this.)
the next thing is, we've got to simmer down his thunderin' hormones, and we've got to do it quick. you need to start fillin' him full of soy products: soy steaks, soy fajitas, that 'soy milk' glop....whatever he'll eat. he may try to resist, so you've got to use his crotchal fever agin him: tell him chicks dig soy-eatin' men.
last! and this here part is VERY IMPORTANT!! make SURE you lock up the liquor and the seduction records! them poor gals is ALREADY in turrible danger of becoming larry jr.'s first hundred conquests as it is; if he gets his hands on the amaretto & the barry white albums, it's all over. lock up the teddy pendergrass cd's, too. and the tequila.
*sigh* i don't know which of y'all cause me more trouble, darlin'...
Posted by: larry | Wednesday, December 13, 2006 at 02:23 AM
Confucious say ... one billion soy eaters have enough testosterone.
Posted by: Confucious | Wednesday, December 13, 2006 at 07:33 AM
Larry? -
Is that yew? Fer reel? Honey, I em thainkin yew been on yer harse tew long whut with yer displayced gennital worryin' 'bowt Larry jr. Hes peckre aint but a inche big. hmmm. Now I thiank on et, I mebbe aint seen thet liddel sucker fore a whilst now. An he do hide in hes rum a lot. But it ain me yew shud be blaymin fore thee thong wearin. Yew hev thee key to my drawers drawer. How'd he git in thar anyways? Mus be genitic cos yew got in me drawers like majic. I shorely dew remimbre thet tiam in thee bakseat of yer Chevy. Yew wus all ovre me lik a wile animal an I wus thainkin 'how do I tayke care o' thes wile man?'
Wayte. We cain be wolkin down Amneesia Lane saingin 'Thee furst Tiam EVRE I saw YER LUUV.." No. We hev teew stop the soy. STOP THE SOY. Aint et thee soy whut's makin thee Larry in him com owt? I mite be cuntfused heer. I kno'd I caint be deeling wit two Larrys. ohmegod.
Bring yer nuts home an I will eet them. Last I saw my thong et wus on thee flagpole at skule so's yew don hev tew worry an mebbe them nuts will replayce my energees whar yew liak them. Whin I heer yer harse gallopin op thee drive I will put on 'Darlin' Nicky' by Prince. Thet shud put yew in thee mood. I luv whin yew ast me to be a slut. I will sind Larry Jr. tew Granma's an he kin wear her drawers an git ovre it.
My man don need a maid, Neil. My cowboy needs a slut. .....[saingin'] '..when Phoenix started to grind..'
Posted by: Phoenix | Wednesday, December 13, 2006 at 01:05 PM
This throws me through a bit of a flip. I'd much rather have a big ole steak for dinner, and ham, goose or a real turkey for Christmas.
Posted by: seekeronos | Wednesday, December 13, 2006 at 01:46 PM
baby? uh....what language is that yore speakin'? are you drunk?? damn, gal! i said LOCK UP the amaretto & tequila, not CHUG IT!
*sigh* well, i expect you'll be sorrier about this than i will come tomorrow. i won't be home yet for awhile. have to chase down a client in madagascar; then off to london for a meeting with the boss. from there, i've got a line on a sale in the bahamas, with a possible quick trip to miami for some airplane business. after that, i'm off to montenegro for a high-stakes poker game. don't worry: even thought there's a lot af traffic accidents there, am sure i'll be fine. from there i go to venice: looking into a real-estate deal on a floating building. i'll be sure not to take the elevator, just in case.
see you soon. fix the boy before i get back.
Posted by: larry | Wednesday, December 13, 2006 at 08:02 PM
Sugah,...... Lawd, honey, whar ar all them playces yew mintioned? I em speakin Ainglish. Sayme languige yew spoke fore yew wint off inta thee werld on yer harse with no nayme. Whut yew wunt I shud do weth Larry Jr. ? Beat him? I thaink he's dewin that hissef. He's so larried up I jus 'bout gived up on him. Et's Sissy we gots to worry abowt now. I wus hepin her weth a report abowt Thee Hollercost. Har teecher tole har et is thee Jews an ower Presdint Georg Dubya Bush whut is cahwsing alla prolims ina werld. I tole her tew rite thet if them A-Rabs wud git jobs everthin wud be fine. Shee talkt back, honey, an sayde har teecher wud gev har a F ef shee sayde such.
I need yew home fer sum displine. Yew ridin tew high atop that pony, mistre. I'm tiarrd o' these dang kids. Sind me a spelchek fore me comphutre. An som nice bons bons.
Posted by: Phoenix | Thursday, December 14, 2006 at 12:21 PM