Posted on 08/12/2013 7:06:42 PM PDT by neverdem
That's not long term.
Consuming fructose-sweetened, not glucose-sweetened, beverages increases visceral adiposity and lipids and decreases insulin sensitivity in overweight/obese humans. Visceral adiposity means belly fat.
HFCS started being used as a sweetener in soft drinks in the early 1970s in the U.S. Non-alcoholic fatty liver disease started being diagnosed about a decade later.
I do know that consuming high-fructose corn sweetener cleans me out like Tid-Y-Bowl.
No it doesn’t. There’s study after study that says it metabolizes just like sugar.
Number one of all time is the DDT ban. Hundreds of millions of dead people from that one.
Sorry. I know what it does to me. It gives me gas something fierce. Sorry that ain’t good enough evidence for you.
I like, and agree with the article. I don’t buy into HFCS scaremongering.
White Castles do it for me.
But, but, but the corn lobby! And their government subsidized studies! And their government subsidized farming! Who are you going to believe? Them or your lying eyes?
The hospital in which I had my first child provided me with a nutritional consult before I was discharged. She walked me through the finer points of “nutrition,” during which she encouraged massive amounts of grain and low-fat “health food” options. She particularly went over low-fat dairy when I told her formula was not an option, gushed over the fact that I planned to nurse, and the lectured me like I was a child on the different types of fats. Her head almost exploded when she finished warning me about sat fats and I asked her why it was then a component of breast milk. I thought smoke was going to come out of her ears.
Quit being a jerk. I know my own body. I know what that stuff does to me. Mainly, gives me gas like the Marcellus Shale.
Go back and read the post again, please?
Pay particular attention to paragraphs 1, 3, 4, 5 and 6.
Seriously. Give it up. I know what that stuff does to me. If you cannot deal with that fact, stuff it.
I talked to a nutritionist a year ago, and of course she asked me about my diet. Did I eat any eggs was one thing she asked me. I told her, yes, I occasionally eat eggs. She asked how many. I told her four or five at a time. Talk about heads exploding. The fact that I only have eggs about once a month or longer was not enough to calm her down. I was in danger of imminent collapse from a heart attack. However, as you can read, I'm still alive. And eggs this weekend sounds mighty inviting.
Black Agnes and I get flamed all the time when we discuss what certain foods do to our children. The “scientists” show up and point out studies to prove us wrong. To paraphrase another FReeper (if I remember who I will give him/her all due credit), if it wasn’t for science being wrong there would be no science.
As usual, the gay community didn’t police itself when AIDS became a killer and instead ‘heterosexual AIDS’ was the cause célèbre especially with a high profile case like Magic Johnson.
Except the epidemic predicted never happened, condoms or no condoms. Rather than admire heterosexuals’ good fortune, the militant gays attacked anyone who pointed out the myth.
Hey, nutritionist, life is fatal—may as well enjoy it while you can!
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