Posts by Hebe
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Speaker: Talking past each other:…, in reply to Russell Brown,
It would good to know some non-bogus stuff about this. My older son has uncomfortable – and sometimes socially inappropriate – belching problems.
See my message for a link on t'other social network.
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Speaker: Talking past each other:…, in reply to Rebecca Gray,
We’ve had some fermented vegetable experiments in our kitchen lately and I have no idea whether there have been health benefits, but I will say the home-fermented pickles are really tasty so, hell, why not.
I'd like to but I'm a little jumpy about bad bugs versus good bugs for the body, and how to get the good bugs taking charge. Do you have reliable recipe links?
As for the blender: ewww!
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Speaker: Talking past each other:…, in reply to Carol Stewart,
From my reading, yoghurt, sauerkraut, kimchi, kefir, miso, tempeh, and natto are some.
I have been looking into the area from the POV of having a stress-depleted immune system and three years of illness, and how to rebuild. I'm cautious about any silver bullet - as much as I would like one - and this path seems promising. -
Speaker: Talking past each other:…, in reply to Bart Janssen,
But all that must be considered with the caveat that the science is new and some of those studies haven’t been done by the best groups in the field so may not stand up to replication. Also by their very nature these studies are mostly correlative and do not show cause and effect. Nevertheless most of the folks working in the field say they personally have changed their diet to promote microbiome diversity even when they aren’t willing to put anything in a journal paper.
Interesting too. I have also noted the wavering nature of some of this science. And I reckon changing diet can tend to be explosive (sorry, not). I also note that some of the hard science intersects with natural health theories and practice,.
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Speaker: Talking past each other:…, in reply to Ian Dalziel,
This gut flora stuff is the key to much of us. I'm fascinated by the research.
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Up Front: Cui bono?, in reply to Russell Brown,
Fucking hell.
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Te Korero Karoro: the chattering of the seagulls (also the name for the Southshore Spit in Christchurch).
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Up Front: The Up Front Guide to Plebs, in reply to Emma Hart,
Something I discovered today. In England, adultery is grounds for divorce if you're married, but not for dissolution if you're in a civil partnership. But if you're in a same-sex marriage, you can only divorce your partner for adultery if they sleep with someone of the opposite sex. So if your husband sleeps with another man, that doesn't count as adultery.
That is bizarre.
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Hard News: The flagging referendum, in reply to Russell Brown,
If there’s a tribal element to my response, it’s not really political, but cultural. That flag seems to perfectly embody the mediocrity of recent years. The idea of enshrining that into an enduring symbol gives me the screaming shits.
Pretty much this. Pig-ugly versus boring. Choose pig-ugly and the country is stuck with it.
Choose boring (with some resonance, albeit only of the recent colonial past) and there’s a good chance that in the next generation this rapidly changing country will be able to have another, but considered and more inclusive, nation-wide discussion about our nation is and aspires to be.
I see the flag referenda as a cack-handed attempt to drag New Zealand into the 21st century. It has been badly handled – from the making of the baseline campaign assumptions through to the design selection. The spinners erred badly in believing changing an emotive symbol could be pushed through in one of the standard lassoo-process-and-reach-desired-outcome manoeuvres.
I welcome a discussion about ditching the remnants of colonialism and growing up as a nation That will be the real legacy of the flag referendum: it’s the start of the conversation that will move us towards substantive change and redefining ourselves as New Zealanders.
I can’t be dismissive of the referenda for that reason – and because even 20 years ago the howls of outrage from the England-uber-alles brigade would have stopped any prospect of changing the flag. That is a win in itself.
The Stars stay for me.
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Up Front: Five, in reply to Russell Brown,
Call me crazy, but when people are still waiting for their insurance to be settled and the rebirth of the central city is on hold because central government can’t make work the grand plan it imposed, and when the earth is still shaking, I think we’re well within acceptable parameters for grieving.
Glad you said that Russell, or else I might have told the the old nun to get fucked.
Beloved and I went to Queensland for a week to meet our first grandchild and it was a revelation: people living lives, being happy and sad, and going to the beach. The first day we were there, we went for a paddle at Kirra, and it was glorious.
We literally stepped off the sand and the phone went: son in Christchurch saying there had been a 5.7 two minutes ago and the earth and our house (5-8km away) was still shaking, scarily. After talking him down for 10-15 minutes, we sat stunned in the foreshore shelter and I wept from the bottom of my being.
There is no easy escape: 2500km away and it’s as raw as being there. The cortisol surge is back, unbidden, a cellular memory that I don’t know if I can ever undo.
While spending an amazing time with our son’s new family, we were on the phone or Facebook every few hours checking on the teenagers (thank goodness – despite the derision – I insisted both had the contacts and cash on their phones, much food, and back-up adults around).
How can you stop that SMG? It doesn’t end, no matter where we live right now.
If we left, our kids would stay for their final year at school. Greg’s widowed-last-week mother would have few people to visit in the rest home. Our insurance claims – still with minor cosmetic damage assessed – would be paid out in a tiny amount of cash and our house would be unsaleable because it is in fact colossally damaged and the land is poked.
We have choices and we are not totally powerless. But waking up two nights ago at 3.30am to the house shaking like a dog killing a rabbit from another severe shake 2.5km away is not easy and reinforces the complexity of most people’s situations.
That’s not grieving. That’s real life, right-now situations.
I can only assume, SMG, that you never have had to run for your life from your home with your children. I hope you never have to.