“Health Professional” bloviates about guns, paints himself to be a doofus

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I apologize – I should have blogged about this earlier, but between my business trips and jetlag, I have dropped the ball. A week ago, a fellow Johns Hopkins alum and public heath professional Vik Khanna penned an essay that gave some doctors and other health professionals a bit of heartburn, because unlike many health professionals, Vik actually understands and appreciates firearms and the right to keep and bear arms.

In his essay, Vik addressed the so-called “gun problem” from a health care perspective, advocating for public education, training, and giving gun owners the benefit of the doubt that they are, for the most part, responsible, peaceable citizens. He was respectful, and he linked to credible studies and statistics to bolster his view.

Interestingly, and perhaps unintentionally, Vik also predicted pretty accurately what the response from the medical community would be to his essay.

Ironically, public health academics happily assert that there is a clear Constitutional right to privacy, even as they vilify a right that is actually expressed in the document, and they merrily condescend to its adherents, whom they regard as pathetic rubes.

Enter this arrogant, fat fuck.

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Meet Art Caplan, MD. Art heads the bioethics program at the University of Pennsylvania, but judging from his snide, sarcastic, arrogant writing, he doesn’t know a whole lot about actual ethics, human interaction, or effective, respectful communication.

Instead of refuting any actual facts in Vik’s essay, Art simply proceeded to sneer out a “you’re a paranoid gun nut” reply, and in the process showed his absolute ignorance not just about firearms, but about current technologies, training opportunities, and laws.

Vik, buddy, no one and especially the roughly 28 folks in public health not completely distracted by their lack of funding and inability to secure tenure is capable of doing anything that will pry your gun from your warm-blooded grip. There is no political movement to take away anyone’s guns. The NRA is the mightiest lobbying outfit in these United States and the best Mike Bloomberg or Bill Gates are going to be able to do is to get the anti-gun lobby a few more op-eds and soundbites.

See that? No one wants to take your guns away. You’re paranoid. And by the way, GIVE US MORE MONEY!

My reply to Art’s patronizing gibberish is below. I also posted it in the comments section. The bolded text is my additional comments added in this blog post. I wonder how long it will last before it’s deleted…

Wow… condescending jerk much?

Someone offers an alternative view to your “kale crunching, fitbit wearing hordes of public health types” who cannot help but hysterically ascribe human traits to an inanimate object, and you have to come back with snide derision?

To be sure, Art, “buddy,” no you are not capable of prying anyone’s guns from their warm blooded grip. But make no mistake – when you “public health types” parade your medical authority as credibility on the gun issue, people who genuflect at the altar of your so-called “eruditeness,” will cite you as authorities on the issue.

So, to refute some of your histrionics…

1) Carnage is not CAUSED by guns. We analysts understand that using the passive voice in this manner serves those with an agenda well to obfuscate the problem. If you can’t determine the culprit, you will focus on the tool. The carnage is caused by criminals, and those who are ignorant and irresponsible on the proper handling of firearms.

2) “There is no political movement to take away anyone’s guns.” – Actually, you’re wrong there. There was a federal assault weapons BAN, which, even by the New York Times’ own admission, served merely to ban cosmetic features that had nothing to do with actual fatality rates. Until very recently guns were BANNED in certain cities such as Washington DC, and in many other locales, you have to ask permission from sometimes unwilling government authorities to exercise your basic right to keep and bear arms.

3) “Do public health folks have anything to offer that might reduce the mayhem while letting you hunt deer or shoot partridge or blast targets or whatever it is you and your son like to do with your guns?” — The Second Amendment is not about hunting, Art, “Buddy.” If you have any doubt about this, you should read the documents written by the men who founded this nation. (I would refer Art to Federalist 28, and this passage in particular: If the representatives of the people betray their constituents, there is then no resource left but in the exertion of that original right of self-defense which is paramount to all positive forms of government, and which against the usurpations of the national rulers, may be exerted with infinitely better prospect of success than against those of the rulers of an individual state. In a single state, if the persons intrusted with supreme power become usurpers, the different parcels, subdivisions, or districts of which it consists, having no distinct government in each, can take no regular measures for defense. The citizens must rush tumultuously to arms, without concert, without system, without resource; except in their courage and despair.)

4) “How about encouraging doctors, ministers, sporting goods salespeople and other community leaders to learn about and then talk about gun safety?” — The key here is LEARN about gun safety. Most doctors and other public health professionals with whom I have spoken don’t know which way the business end of a rifle points. When you learn the intricacies of using these tools, I might give some credibility to you when you discuss them. Otherwise, it’s much like turning to your plumber for a vasectomy. It might be cheaper, but I don’t recommend it.

5) “How about greater efforts to get gun owners to lock up their guns and ammo properly.” — Do tell me about proper storage for a tool of self defense, Art “Buddy.” Tell me how long it takes to unlock your pistol and load it during a home invasion. Have you ever experienced such an event in your safe, lily-white community? Didn’t think so.

6) “How’s about getting hunters to wear the right high-visibility gear.” — I’m all for it, but much like with seat belts, there are some folks who just don’t wear it, and won’t. You going to fine them? Throw them in jail for violation of safety rules?

7) “Is there any merit to making guns safer including ‘smart’ guns?” — The fact that you even ask that question shows your ignorance on the issue. There has been plenty of discussion on the topic, and there are some serious safety concerns with your “smart guns.” Until you get properly educated and informed on the topic, you have no credibility to speak on the matter, and yet here you are, hiding behind your “medical professional” shield and bloviating about things you obviously know nothing about. (There’s a good article in Forbes magazine on smart gun technology you should probably read, if you haven’t already)

8) “Can we teach people to call the cops when they know there is a gun in the house of someone who is mentally ill or under a restraining order?” Oh, so everyone is now a mental health professional? Everyone knows who is under an RO, or are we relying on ESP to tell us when is a good time to report your neighbor? 

9) “A little training for kids about what to do if they find a gun?” – It’s called Eddie the Eagle. Look it up, “buddy.”

In other words, Art. You obviously have no credibility on this issue, and your little sneering note toward Mr. Khanna shows you to be a supercilious, arrogant wad.

Have a nice day.

Hey, I didn’t even curse. Are you proud of me?

Proof that shitbag blood is thicker than water

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It’s pretty obvious to me that entitled thugs who think their perceived “need” obviates others’ “rights” come from families who support that kind of attitude. If you remember a few years ago, there was this genital wart named Lakesha Thompson who screeched in the national media that her thug of a brother-in-law who broke into the home of an elderly man deserved a “warning,” letting him know that there was a gun on the property, and that he was going to get shot.

My attitude toward the entitlement mentality of these savages hasn’t changed.

It galls me to no end that this defective, cretinous cuntwart had the balls to show up at this gentleman’s home making demands! It doesn’t occur to her that her brother-in-law did not deserve the courtesy of a warning. Her sense of entitlement tells her that even though Pipkins was a criminal thug, he somehow DESERVED a chance to get away – and maybe victimize others.

There have been other “families” over time who somehow decided that their slimy, criminal spawn/siblings/etc. deserved to live after attempting to victimize innocent victims. But this one takes the cake.

Thug comes into store to rob the place.

Thug is unsuccessful, because shop owner has gun and fatally shoots thug.

Family of thug comes into the store and threatens store owner.

The would-be robber’s brother came into the store Saturday morning, threatening to kill the family, Seth said.

“We are continuously getting threats from them,” said Seth’s 59-year-old father, who bears the same name as his son.

These filthy savages are actually coming into the store and threatening innocent victims who would likely be hurt or dead if it wasn’t for the fact that they refused to become prey to their odious family member! But I guess that doesn’t matter, because shit begets shit, and it probably doesn’t make sense to expect that they would acknowledge the fact that their boy got ventilated because he was a predator who tried to victimize innocent people.

As I said… shitbag blood.

Frankly, if it was MY store, and they came in threatening me or mine, they wouldn’t walk out. They would be carried out sporting a few significant holes.

Russia: Flirting with Fascism

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I know I haven’t been around for a while, but work has me traveling lately, and I didn’t take my laptop, because I’m too lazy to lug it around. I have been gone for nearly two weeks, and I’m happy to report that the boys did not burn the house down while I was gone. As instructed…

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They follow directions well.

But I digress…

Russia.

Unless you have been living under a rock, you know of Moscow’s shenanigans in eastern Ukraine. You know the numerous Russian NGOs, “charities” and officials who have been funneling not just money, but military materiel to the separatists in eastern Ukraine, and have been engaging in a massive propaganda campaign to promote their “Novorossiya” concept.

To be sure, there’s no “Novorossiya” in Ukraine, but the Russian propaganda machine has been nothing if not effective. The Russian czarist-era name for southeastern Ukraine has resurfaced again in recent weeks, indicating Moscow’s toward the area.

The first time Mr. Putin used the term, pro-Russian militants were advancing at a rapid clip across Ukraine’s southeast and drumming up local support by suggesting the Donetsk and Luhansk regions would follow Crimea’s lead in joining Russia. Many rebels and locals interpreted Mr. Putin’s description of their region as Novorossiya as tacit support for that aim.

Now the controversial term has reappeared at a telling time. Since late last week, Mr. Putin has been making his most public show of support for the rebels since the conflict began, describing the militants as charitable protectors of locals.

Putin has been flirting with this “Novorossiya” concept for a few months now, in order to stir the Russian nationalist sentiments at a time when Russia is becoming more and more isolated from the rest of the world, pounded by EU, Canadian and U.S. sanctions and condemned by the West for its conscious, deliberate efforts to destabilize eastern Ukraine.

And this flirtation with nationalism isn’t just a harmless cheerleading for patriots to unite behind their nation and wrap themselves in the flag. It’s a dangerous, racist ideology, tinged with implications of ethnic cleansing and religious fundamentalism.

Take, for example, Alexander Dugin. Dugin is a racist scumbag, who serves as an adviser to State Duma speaker (and key member of the ruling United Russia party) Sergei Naryshkin, and who has been a huge proponent of restoration of the Russian Empire through partitioning of the former Soviet republics, such as Georgia and Ukraine, and unification – by force if necessary – with Russian-speaking territories in those sovereign countries, especially Eastern Ukraine and Crimea.

Dugin is not some extremist, ignored by the Kremlin. He’s an academic and an adviser to the Speaker of the State Duma. He’s also head of the Eurasian Youth Union (Евразийский союз молодёжи or ESM) that is allied with extremist organizations such as the National Bolshevik Front (also linked to Dugin, coincidentally – move along, nothing to see here), and whose flag looks somewhat… familiar!

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If you don’t see elements of Nazism and the former Soviet Union in this flag, I can’t help you.

More recently, Dugin has been spewing this purist ideology on social media.

“There never was … a Ukrainian ethnicity, a Ukrainian nation, a Ukrainian civilization. Just western Russian lands,” he wrote in February. (Never mind Kievan Rus, which Dugin conveniently ignores while tossing around his froth-flecked extremism). Hey, whatever. Genocide… ethnic cleansing… The crazy is deep in this one, and yet, Kremlin ideologues seem to have pushed Dugin’s rhetoric to the mainstream.

And then there’s our friend Dmitry Rogozin. This douche rocket is the Deputy Prime Minister of Russia in charge of the Russian defense industries and a former Russian ambassador to NATO. He’s also a nationalist prick, who has been screeching all kinds of unsavory fascist rhetoric of late.

On 14 September Lenta.ru published an article about Ukraine’s DEFMIN considering returning Ukraine to nuclear power status if needed aid doesn’t come from the West in this conflict with Russia. Rogozin tweeted the story, along with the following (loosely translated by me) “I’ve already heard about monkeys with grenades. But monkeys dreaming about nuclear grenades, that’s the first time I’m hearing about those.”

So apparently, Ukrainians are a bunch of monkeys, according to one of Russia’s Deputy Premiers. Nice. Hell, if a highly-placed government official in the United States said something similar about, say… Mexico… or another one of our neighbors, I’m thinking the screeches of “RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISM!” would be long and loud.

But in this case, a bunch of Russian nationalists didn’t just retweet the insult, but also proceeded to take the racist rhetoric further by implying something similar about our own leadership here in the United States.

This is not just puerile rhetoric meant to insult an adversary with whom there’s a disagreement. What I’m seeing in Russia is a dangerous flirtation with a very unsavory ideology. While Russian-funded and controlled RT media keeps drooling about racism in America, and gleefully and opportunistically using every instance of what they perceive to be “racism” to condemn American society, they pointedly ignore comments by the Russian leadership that clearly point to something much more profoundly insidious than a white cop shooting a black guy in Missouri. They also claim they’re fighting against fascism in Ukraine, while – again – pointedly ignoring their own fascist tendencies.

The fact that Dugin and his band of fascist fucks are moving into the mainstream with the blessings of the Russian leadership speaks volumes. Dugin has been calling for increased Russian aggression against its neighbors for years, in his frothing zeal to bring ethnic Russians back into the fold. And now, it appears Putin has found a good way to whip up nationalist sentiments in Russia by allowing Dugin to function and spew unhindered.

It’s a great way to whip up support during a time of economic slowdown, inflation, and increased misery. Focus on the greatness of the nation! Focus on the awesomeness of being Russian! We will bring back the glorious Mother Russia – with your help – because you are Russian and great! And we will restore Russia to her glory!

What a damn shame and embarrassment!

Choices

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I’ve always been called judgmental. I’ve been told that unless I have walked a mile in another person’s shoes, I have no right to judge. I’ve been told I’m heartless and that I should just forgive.

I do not.

This is a story of two kids from a bad family. Really bad. Drugs. Neglect. Malnutrition. Surviving on nothing. Their father – a very talented poet and musician – soothed his aching ennui with all sorts of opiates and alcohol. Their mother wasn’t much different. They lived in a hovel. They were dirty, and their teeth were rotten. They did what they had to do to survive.

Then one day, their grandpa came and offered the parents a deal: get clean, go into rehab, we’ll watch the kids, and  you can have them back after you’re well. The parents declined. So their grandpa did what any decent, loving, caring person would do – he rescued the kids and took them to their aunt’s house. The aunt wasn’t even 30 years old at that point. She and her husband had a little boy of their own, who was only about 3 years old. They were starting out, but they were doing OK, and they opened their hearts to two kids they did not know.

Those kids became my daughters.

When I was little, I used to idolize my brother – my dad’s son from his first marriage. I loved him so much! He taught me how to read. He opened my heart up to a world of music and poetry. I was proud of him beyond all reason. When he was on TV back in the USSR playing guitar and singing, I ran around to all my friends in kindergarten and bragged.

I’m writing about this now, because I need to get it off my chest. I need to put it down on paper (on in electronic form, as the case may be), because I’m tired of explaining to people why I’m really not heartless or horrible, why I really do understand addiction, and why I never, EVER forgive it.

I found out my brother was an addict much later in life – after we left the USSR and were forced to leave him behind, because he was legally an adult and stayed with his mother. When I was stationed in Germany, I found out my dad was forced to spend retirement money to get my brother and his wife out of a Russian jail, where they were incarcerated, along with their young daughters, on drug charges. When I came back from Germany in 1998, I met my then-9 year old niece for the first time, when she was visiting my parents for the summer. Their family had moved to Israel from Russia, and she was allowed to spend the summer with my parents. I had never met the younger one, but my dad told me horror stories about their living conditions. I felt sorry for them.

A couple of years later, I found out things got really bad for these kids. They were living in squalor, doing what they could to survive. I offered to take them in – to adopt them and give them a life they couldn’t possibly have in Israel with their addict parents. I wanted so badly to save them! To give them an opportunity to grow up healthy and happy, with a chance at success.

They came to live with us at ages 11 and 5. I have to give a lot of credit to my ex. He opened his heart to these kids. He didn’t hesitate to love them. He made the decision along with me to give these kids a chance.

The Redhead also opened his little heart. He was told he was getting sisters – that things would change a bit at home, but that he would still be loved as he always was. Our family would just get bigger. It was a huge adjustment for him, but he embraced them in the purest way possible.

I didn’t understand then – just like I don’t understand now – why everyone thought it was such a big deal. I still strongly believe that given the choice, anyone would save these kids! They’re kids. Nothing their parents did was their fault. They deserved the chance to flourish. Why not help?

But yet, all my parents’ friends thought it was such a mitzvah! They thought it was such a huge deal! They showered us with support, furniture, clothes, toys, etc. for our new kids. It was overwhelming and very kind how many different people stepped up to help! The girls wanted for nothing.

We got them both counseling. We felt ill-equipped to handle the explanations about their parents by ourselves. We didn’t really know how much they understood about their former lives, or why they were forced to come here to the United States and live with strangers.

It wasn’t easy. Anyone who tells you that adopting two brand new children and integrating them into your family is seamless is lying.

There was a language barrier. The eldest one spoke Russian, so I was able to communicate with her. The youngest babbled in an odd combination of Hebrew, Russian and incomprehensible baby talk. She was never taught – at 5 years old – how to speak.

There were lice, there was malnutrition, there were rotten teeth from said malnutrition. There was the fact that the little one didn’t know how to use utensils, and just grabbed any food she got off her plate with her little hands like a savage and shoved it in her mouth.

There was stealing – hoarding really. It’s a survival mechanism. When you are used to doubting if you’re going to get another meal, or aren’t sure if anyone will come home to care for you, the tendency is to hoard whatever you find.

There was bad personal hygiene, and lack of any kind of acknowledgment of authority. They wouldn’t do their homework, because they “didn’t want to.” They didn’t know how to brush their teeth or wash themselves. All that had to be taught.

There were fights. When the 3 year old Redhead took a pencil from our younger daughter, she stabbed him with it. She didn’t know it was wrong. She didn’t know that you could really hurt someone. She had no concept of life or harm. She just knew survival.

She learned. She adjusted.

The older one…

That was worse.

It started out with outright lies. All the time. The child didn’t and couldn’t tell the truth – not even about the weather. She was cold and calculating – even when she learned English and began to integrate into our neighborhood, our town, and her schools. When I lost my baby daughter at 32 weeks, was hospitalized and had to deliver a stillborn, the entire family was there to support us. She coldly looked at my dad, and asked him if he would take them to the fair that was in town. Not a shred of remorse or sympathy.  She smeared feces and menstrual blood on the walls of the bathroom. She sneaked out in the middle of the night. She became sexually promiscuous. No amount of counseling and love and understanding helped. She felt entitled to everything she was given and demanded more. When she was caught in a misdeed, she blamed her background, with a cunning “You know my past. You know why I do this,” as if bringing up her painful history would somehow make me too ashamed to punish her.

Her past became her excuse for everything. She had no remorse beyond being caught or punished. She stole allowance from her brother and sister, started seeing a pedophile who was 10 years her senior, with a rap sheet and a history of corrupting young girls, manipulated adults around her into having sympathy by cutting her wrists, and then parading around with sweat bands on her wrists to draw attention to what they couldn’t see, but were to assume were scars from her ennui. When confronted, she dropped hints about her life with her parents – hints that intimated she was sexually abused, used as a drug mule, etc. She never said it outright, but whenever she was caught in yet another lie, shoplifting, or sneaking out, the hints invariably came out.

Feel sorry for me. I’ve been abused. I’ve been sexually assaulted. It’s not my fault.

When she finally got a part time job to pay for the car for which my ex co-signed against my better judgment, she told us she was waiting tables in a restaurant. When she disappeared for three days without phone contact, we found out she was stripping.

The drugs and the booze followed. Worse yet, she got pregnant, and was apparently doing drugs while pregnant and while breastfeeding.

And then she started giving drugs to her little sister – the little sister who idolized her – the little sister, who was still confused deep inside about why her real parents abandoned her – the little sister, who was conflicted and sad and emotionally vulnerable – the little sister who was nursing demons of her own.

She obviously did not want to be the only miserable wretch ruining her life, so she gave her little sister pot, and Percocet, and Methodone… She almost destroyed the child, screwed with her mind, talked about hiring a lawyer to take her away from us, telling her she was the only real family she had, and that “blood was thicker than water.”

Choices…

Some tell me that She Who Must Not Be Named was destined to become the kind of twisted, manipulative human being she became.

I was told, she was hardwired by life with her drug addict parents.

I was told she couldn’t overcome her past, and therefore I should understand and forgive the present.

No.

I’ve known people who came from truly traumatic and hurtful situations, beaten, forced into drugs, and worse. They clawed their way back out of the mire, with fewer resources and opportunities than she had – with no counseling, no help, no loving family giving them every chance to change. They came back from addition – sometimes with help from friends and doctors – but they came back to live productive, loving, fruitful lives.

This one… she had everything – People who loved her, who got her help, who cared enough to insist that she go to school and learn personal responsibility, and who gave her a real childhood! She had a family who forgave her time after time. She had a family who spent thousands of dollars to make her healthy, who ensured she had all the help and support she needed.

And yet, she chose drugs and lies. She chose to try to ruin her sister. She CHOSE not to take advantage of everything she was given, and instead to demand…

…to demand respect she did not earn, to demand support and money, to demand a path back into her lives, and to emotionally blackmail us with her child, threatening we would never seen him again, if she did not get unfettered access to our lives.

No.

The choices we make dictate the lives we lead.

She made hers. They were fully informed choices, made with the presence of mind to understand the consequences.

She chose to start doing drugs – knowing full well about her parents’ history. She chose to get pregnant. She chose to snort Percocet and God knows what else.

She chose not to fight, but to surrender. She chose the easy way – demanding money, support, love and respect she did not earn, and holding her kid as hostage to get it.

She made the conscious choice to try and pull her sister into the muck with her, because misery loves company, and “blood is thicker than water.”

And it’s not addiction that forced that choice on her. It’s the evil in her own soul.

No. I have no sympathy. Those choices were made with full knowledge and intent. Those choices weren’t dictated by drugs or demons. They were fully conscious, manipulative, logical, calculated choices made specifically to gain the unearned – no matter what the cost.

To those who say I should forgive, I say, “No.”

You don’t forgive evil. You don’t forgive conscious choices made without regard for anyone. You don’t forget the intentional efforts to destroy other people.

That’s not addiction, and that’s not drugs. It’s choices. Cold, calculated choices.

Addiction may eventually become a “disease,” but the initial choice to pick up that pipe, that syringe, or that bottle is yours. It’s a conscious choice. It’s also a conscious choice not to fight, but rather take the easy way out, no matter whom it harms.

My Sarah fought. She fought the demons. She overcame them. She won.

She is a United States Marine, dedicated, focused, determined to succeed, and so proud!

She fought like hell. Her path was fraught with fear, tears, failure and defiance, but she fought and she won in the end.

My pride in her is not just the pride a mother feels for a child who has dedicated her life to serving her country and protecting the freedoms and opportunities this nation provides.

My pride in her is also the pride a mother feels when she sees her child bloody her knuckles, shred her soul, and win the battle for her life in the end. She accomplished this. She put her heart and soul into clawing her way out of the darkness, and she made it.

The other one… there’s no forgiving that. There’s no forgiving the choices she made, the destruction she has wrought, and the heartache she intentionally caused.

They were hers. Solely hers, and no one else’s.

Through this journey, I learned that forgiveness is a trust – that it’s not an entitlement, but something to be earned. It’s not a good deed, and I have no interest in it.

Forgiveness is gained through the choices one makes.

You can condemn me for casting her out. I don’t care.

You can call me judgmental. I don’t care about that either.

I will not condone evil or sanction it with my forgiveness.

Another Slap Upside the Raisins for Bloomberg

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This isn’t about guns this time, although it’s nice to see Bloomberg’s nanny statism thoroughly spanked in every arena possible.

No, this time I got a note from my old friend Alex – a doctor, by the way, and an avid gun rights supporter, as well as a fellow Johns Hopkins graduate (one of maybe three I know who aren’t worshiping at the twisted, leftardian, statist altar of fellow alum Bloomberg) – who shows me that salt – the boogie man Bloomberg banned while acting as nanny for the state of New York, leaving thousands of homeless shelters without food donations, because *gasp!* Bloomberg and his statist food police couldn’t control the salt content of donated goods - just ain’t that bad after all.

(And yes, that particular link was intentional)

The results published yesterday in the New England Journal of Medicine showed the expected link between heart complications and high levels of sodium, which is known to boost blood pressure and cardiovascular risks. Those at the lowest end, as measured by the amount of sodium in their urine, were also at greater risk — a 27 percent increased chance of heart attack, stroke and death from cardiovascular causes, the study found.

Oops!

The study, to my non-medical eye, confirms a very simple meme: everything in moderation.  And those of us who are smart enough to obey that simple rule without being ordered to do so by the tyrannical, dictatorial shit weasel former mayor of NYC, are happy to be vindicated.

The American Heart Association, apparently, isn’t backing down. According to the note Alex sent me:

Recall that the American Heart Association (AHA) has been pushing a 1.5 gram per day (g/d) limit on sodium intake for some time.[1]

But in 2013, when the Institute of Medicine (IOM) reviewed the evidence for what should be the suggested guideline for sodium intake, the agency reported that there was no evidence to support the 1.5 g/d limit.[2]

The most recent controversy over sodium guidelines comes in the August 14 issue of the New England Journal of Medicine, which published 3 major papers[3-5] on the health effects of sodium consumption. The papers detail the results from 2 study groups: the Prospective Urban Rural Epidemiology (PURE) group[4] and the Global Burden of Diseases Nutrition and Chronic Diseases Expert Group (NutriCoDE) group.[5]

The PURE study demonstrated the expected relationship between blood pressure (BP) and magnitude of sodium intake, whereas the NutriCoDE study was established by the proxy of urinary excretion and looked at sodium’s effect on global cardiovascular mortality. The PURE study found that the relationship between sodium and BP was nonlinear, with BP really only increasing when sodium was consumed at a rate of 3.5-4 g/d and higher.

Although there was a trend of higher adverse cardiovascular events with sodium excretion of > 5 g/day, this was much more pronounced at levels < 2 g/d. In other words, consumption of too little sodium is as harmful as consumption of too much sodium. In fact, the AHA guideline would lead — at least according to this latest research — to about a twofold risk for major adverse events.

To put these findings in context, these data are from 101,945 individuals in 17 countries. NutriCoDE was a modeling study that suggested that this relationship may not hold, but there were no direct measurements made; the data were extrapolated from published surveys from 66 countries. Both studies had warts, as Suzanne Oparil, MD,[6] nicely explains in an accompanying editorial. The usual call for a large, long-term randomized trial was made, but I think it is quite clear that that will go nowhere.

In other words – eat your salt, boys and girls! Bloombergian diktats may actually kill you!

Trouble in Paradise

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Many of you know that I’ve been writing for Jews for the Preservation of Firearms Ownership for about four months now. JPFO is an amazing organization! It was founded 25 years ago on the principle that our rights should never be compromised away.

It is an organization with integrity, honor and a sense of purpose.

But trouble is brewing, and I cannot in good conscience say nothing.

The Great Claire Wolfe, whom I consider a good friend, and whom I have admired for years, has resigned from JPFO. Claire has been a driving force in the organization for years, and she has my trust and respect. Always. Claire is a firebrand in the liberty movement, and a tour-de-force in gun rights.

Here is the reason for her resignation.

We have recently learned that a single board member has unilaterally decided to merge JPFO with the Second Amendment Foundation.

I can not and will not tell you what you should do about this matter. I still work for JPFO, and I have hopes that the organization’s autonomy and no-compromise stance will be preserved. There are options.

The only thing I will say is go read Claire’s blog, and decide for yourselves.

I will also confirm this: should JPFO’s honor, integrity, passion and no-compromise status be diluted or eroded in any way, I will resign as Claire did.

Now go read. Carefully and fully.

Out.

Kroger Rejects Statist Mommies

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This is my latest entry for the JPFO blog.

Kroger Rejects Statist Mommies.

The butthurt on Twitter is real. The whining, petulant, statist Moms just can’t seem to get over the fact that there are businesses out there who respect everyone, not just the paranoid loons.

Come check it out.

Bring the popcorn.

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