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German postcard by Kolibri-Verlag G.m.b.H., Minden-Wetsf, no. 2909. Photo: Hansa-Film/Deutsche Film-Hansa. Publicity still for Von allen geliebt/Of All Loved (Paul Verhoeven, 1957).
Danish actress Ann Smyrner (1934) was the glamorous star of more than 50 European B-films of the 1950’s and 1960’s. The blonde sex bomb spent most of her screen career in Germany. After appearing in several sex comedies, she retired and started to study theology.
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The study that gave this book its title was inspired by a survey initiated in the '70s by Chou EnLai as he was dying of cancer. Ninety-six% of the population (880 million people) participated in 2,400 counties in China. The survey included death rates for four dozen different diseases including 12 different kinds of cancers. The resulting atlas implied that cancer was a disease of environmental conditions and lifestyle rather than genetics. The counties with the highest occurrences of some cancers were 100 times greater than in counties with the lowest occurrences.
In the '80s, to further study these results, the author, T. Colin Campbell, a nutritional biochemist at Cornell University, and a handful of other notable scientists from both the United States and China, embarked on an in depth study of the dietary habits of the Chinese in correlation with disease. Thus was born the China Study. Their findings were startling and are the basis of discussion for the rest of the book.
The study showed that high cholesterol was a prevalent indicator of numerous diseases, not just heart disease. More significantly those with very low levels of cholesterol subsisted on a predominantly plant based diet. They were basically vegans. Poor vegans who died of nutritional inadequacy and poor sanitation while the diseases of affluence, the ones that scare us most, were chiefly a result of extravagant living, (but not as extravagant as in the US). The study compared people of the same age so does not mean that poor people died young before they got a chance to get the other diseases.
The conclusions of the scientists were that a high carbohydrate diet of unrefined plant based whole foods, resulted in much more fiber consumed and many plant based antioxidants providing a host of benefits. While consuming diets high in protein and fat transfers the calories into storage as fat rather than into body heat. (The only reason people lost weight on the famous high protein, meat based Atkins diet was because they were severely limiting their calorie intake to 33% less than normal. Over half of those on the Atkins diet suffered from constipation, bad breath, headaches and a 53% increase in calcium excreted in the urine. Plus many more health problems down the road.)
The book does not stop at the results of the China Study alone, but cross references the results with a host of other compelling American studies supporting research on breast, prostate and colon cancers, diabetes, obesity, autoimmune diseases, osteoporosis, kidney stones and Alzheimer's. These studies all point in the same general direction. Diet is more important than genes or environmental toxins in the development of these diseases. An animal based diet is what gets the bad genes to fully express themselves, while a plant based diet can minimize the impact of toxins. Consuming a high fat, high protein, animal based diet increases the rate at which toxins bind to DNA to form products that cause cancer.
It is further revealed that cows milk (casein) is a significant factor in the development of cancers especially prostate cancer and is linked to Type 1 diabetes. As one who is lactose intolerant, growing up in a country that doesn't consume milk products, I've always been suspicious of the myth that milk was necessary for bone health. So what were we thinking to feed human babies milk that is meant to put 1000 pounds on a calf within the first few months of life? According to research, the reason our body doesn't absorb enough calcium is because animal protein increases metabolic acids and this condition actually leaches calcium from bones. Only 5 to 6% of our diet needs to be protein to replace what is excreted as amino acids, not 35% as recommended by industry driven government dietary guidelines. The manipulation of such dietary guidelines accounted for in the book.
The role of big industry, i.e. diary producers, meat producers and big ag in protecting and promoting their product translates to considerable ability to influence government policy with industry driven science while suppressing inconvenient facts, in much the same fashion as the politics of global warming has been obfuscated.
The last third of the book describes how reductionist science is in the habit of studying only one element at a time without regard to how elements react with each other in the environment of the body. The Western habit of isolating just one ingredient in order to derive conclusions about its affect on the body, only makes sense if you plan to use pharmaceuticals to run your body; this lack of context is misleading and confuses the public.
Western doctors are also only peripherally trained in nutrition, as it affects drugs, so are not going to prescribe a diet based treatment for disease despite evidence that a plant based diet can reverse the symptons of disease. Those mavericks that do research diet treatments risk being marginalized and their careers truncated. Campbell describes accounts of such from his own career and those of other doctors doing this work. (He and his colleagues eat a vegan diet and recommends such because it is simpler than focusing on what you can't eat and because he believes the benefits are increased with a zero animal product diet than with the 10% actually consumed by many of those he studied.)
So in the end it is not only the Western diet that is killing us, but Western reductionist thinking and Western propaganda-driven-capitalism. And then there is my pet theory — identity politics. America doesn't want to be taking its diet cues from a Chinese peasant; as Campbell points out, Americans believe that our animal based, protein rich diet is the best in the world and that it is somehow unAmerican to think otherwise. Plus Americans like to eat it so no study is going to change that; annoying vegans being the fanatical exceptions that prove the rule.
We did change our diet though. I am happy to return to my Chinese and Thai lactose free roots with a tiny bit of meat while Catherine again embraces vegetarianism with some cheese. This book was recommended to C by her boss, a big brain science and numbers person, in response to the news of her cancer.
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Sue and Heather (wife and SIL) study the floorplan at the National Gallery to try to find their way to the Rideau Chapel to listen to the motet.
There were two other people in the photo, but when they moved I snapped another photo and then used a layer mask in Photoshop to paint in the vacated spaces.
The photo below is the original, uncropped version of the same photo. I like both versions for different reasons.
Here is some information of the motet when it was at the Met.
www.metmuseum.org/about-the-museum/now-at-the-met/feature...
12/28/2012 A man studying in the Public Catalog Room in the New York Public Library. Kodak Portra 400NC. Olympus 35 SP. G.Zuiko 42mm 1:1.7.
That's me on the couch. Sorry, I can't remember who took this photo.
Indiana Memorial Union
IU Bloomington
Circa 1988
Photograph by: Ryan Nyenhuis
Sunday June 15th 2008, Fathers Day. Ryan and I woke with a plan. The plan being to sneak into the abandon R.L. Hearn Thermal Generation Power Plant which is located in the south east area of downtown Toronto. We wanted to photograph the beauty of decay.
We had made a trip over to the power plant a week prior to scout out the area, to see where guards were located and to find easy access inside.
Sneaking past the guard house located at the front of the property and making our way along the north west section of property towards the back of the plant where the barbed wire fence was weakest.
We then smoked three quarters of a joint together before working up the nerve to hop the fence. Ryan went first, watching him hop the fence and dart out into the yard and hiding behind scrap metal for cover then finally making it to the back of the building. Then it was my turn. What excitement that was, knowing your breaking the law to do something adventurous.
After getting onto the property we were standing at the back of the Hearn and looking for our way inside. To do so we had to hop up onto a metal fence post and from there had to reach up and grab a hold of plywood that covered up the tall entrance area. A good 15 foot climb up, over and in.
Once inside the first photo that was taken was the one of Ryan and I standing together, titled "final hours".
This place was like no other we had ever explored together. The shear size of it all was breathtaking and mind blowing at the same time. The beauty of destruction.
After the first photo was taken we started exploring the plant. Taking the necessary precautions we had come prepared with asbestos masks and flashlights.
We had made our way around on the ground floor, through locker rooms, showers, storage rooms. Then we started making our way up stairs to the 2nd and 3rd level offices, had the remainder of our joint together.
From the office levels we went back onto the factory area and started climbing the metal stairs up further still. Some photos show how high up we were in that building.
We then made ourselves up onto the roof. What a view from there looking out over the city core. Looking out over Lake Ontario we saw really dark storm clouds. Ryan pulled out a cigarette and had a smoke.
We were up on the roof for about a half hour before Ryan asked me "what do you want to do now man?". "Do you want to go home now or stay a bit longer and explore?". My camera battery had died at this point and being there any longer served no purpose for me. I was hesitant on a response because at the same time I wanted to keep exploring because the plan was to keep coming back weekend after weekend to explore and document the old structure.
I then agreed to keep exploring. We came in off the roof, coming down a level, walked through a doorway into a long looking dark room. All across the top level of The Hearn runs conveyor belts that run coal from one end to the other. Walking together along the metal grating flooring. Ryan was 2 feet in front of me.
I then ended up tripping over a small extruded piece of metal on the floor, and from that second on I pointed my flashlight directly onto the floor to see where I was walking.
Very shortly after this happens, in mid sentence Ryan just falls into blackness. All I see is from his waist up as he plunges into complete blackness and followed by about 4-5 seconds before hearing a sick crash far below.
I then look 2 feet in front of me and see there is no more floor. My imediant thought is that he is dead. Then my brain clicks "I have to get my best friend out of here".
I then tried my best to back track to get out of the building, taking a route that he and I had not taken to get to this point. All I knew is I had to get out of The Hearn and find someone that could help.
I don't even know how I got out of that place. When I did I came out on the back side of the building, ran around to the guard house screaming for help.
I screamed to the guard that my best friend just fell in there and is hurt really bad, he asked what we were doing in there and I told him we were just taking photos.
The guard then called like every paramedic, fire and police officer in the city. About 10 minutes after the call was made all I could hear were the sirens. Scared and relived at the same time I was.
Once they all showed up I told them Ryan was in there, that we were up high in the building and he fell. All the cops were telling me to retrace my steps, they wanted to see where we came in from. I screamed at them "we don't have time for that right now, my best friend is dying in there". I then started leading them to the front of the Hearn because I knew it was the closet way inside. We get to the front and all entrances were boarded up. One cops said to me "Ian there is no way in through this way, you have to show us where you came in from". I then demanded to the fire fighters that they bust this plywood down to get inside.
Once inside the cops started fucking with my mind, me being in total shock at the time they started asking me where we had explored, they wanted me to take them on what would have been a few hours of exploration, which we didn't have time for.
Then an officer finds his asbestos mask and glasses. My first thought is he was okay, that he somehow managed to crawl out under his own power. I was wrong. His mask and glasses had bounced off of objects on the fall and Ryan was nowhere to be found.
The police tried getting a hold of Rogers Communication to see if they could pin point his location with the cell phone he had on him. They ended up using thermal vision to locate him. He was trapped in a coal hopper located high up in the building.
I was escorted out at this point in time because I was too "hysterical" for the cops liking.
Two and a half hours went by, a fierce thunderstorm was passing through.
While they were working on getting Ryan out I was giving my statement to the police. Never gave one of those in my life. I told them everything that I am writing here right now, everything, even the joint smoking. I had Nothing to hide.
We went in undetected but I didn't care if the whole world was watching at this point, I was doing what any best friend would do. I was trying to save him. City Pulse News was there and I was trying to hide from them. I was scared that this is how his family would find out and how my family would find out, being Fathers days and all.
After two and a half hours of hell they finally got Ryan out. I watched them carry him out on a backboard and I yelled to him that I loved him.
Ryan was rushed to St. Micheal's Hospital, the best in all the city for trauma.
I followed about an hour after him, being escorted in a police car. On the drive one officer said to me "this is going to cost you and your buddy about a hundred thousand dollars for all that had to be done here today". What a jackass thing to say. I responded by saying "I don't give a fuck about money, take all I have from me I don't care, I'm loosing the most important person in my life right now".
We get to the hospital, I enter the trauma wing of St. Micheal's. They told me that I was going to be the one to call the home of the Nyenhuis'. I thought that was insane, and told them I could not make that call, that they would have to.
I then went into the waiting room, sat down. I remember the NBA finals were on the televisions in there and I ended up falling asleep somehow.
Waking to Stevie and Tammy's faces hours later (Stevie being Ryan's room mate and Tammy being Ryan's girlfriend).
Stevie told me that John and Cheryl were on their way and that we could go up stairs to the trauma ward to see Ryan.
The trauma centre, located on the 9th floor of St. Micheal's Hospital.
Hours passed by, as the night went on the news kept getting worse and worse about his condition.
I ended up leaving to come back to my apartment at 6am the following morning, I had to talk to my parents and try and shovel some food into my system. Still being in shock and never got treatment for shock when it happened.
I returned to the hospital at 3pm that day. Only to find nothing had changed with his condition.
Then came the worst words I ever had to hear, Ryan's father coming in the room and telling me it was time to say goodbye to Ryan.
We made our way into where he was being cared for. To see my best friend in the state he was in broke my heart. Blood coming out the back of his head, body black and blue bruised from head to toe, internal damage that could not be repaired, feeling his forehead and it being ice cold. He was laying there in front of us, dead. Machines were the only thing keeping him "alive".
I said my goodbyes to him, telling him that he can't leave me here, he can't leave the creation of Studies In Comfort behind, something that is so brilliant, that we were supposed to take over the world together and do all that was planned. I told him to haunt me.
I then looked at his eyes and saw tears. He may have been brain dead but I know he heard every word I said. Doctors did not give an explanation to what was coming out of his eyes.
If only I had said to Ryan "hey man watch your step" he might still be alive today. I have been told over and over again that I can not blame myself for what happened that day. I sometimes still do.
Ryan and I once had a conversation that if something ever happened to one of us that Studies In Comfort would stop, without a core creator there is no sense to continue it. Well I am going against those wishes. I can't lose what he and I created even before it took off the ground.
I now know my purpose in life. To carry on Studies In Comfort. I must continue on for him, finish off the 3 studio albums we had in the works and continue on with this art form.
Ryan died at the wheel and I have moved his lifeless body to the passengers seat and now a fucking insane madman is driving.
Ryan Nyenhuis, whos favourite artist was Nine Inch Nails, who lived on floor number 9, who wore a roman numeral 9 on his right arm, who died on the 9th floor at St. Micheal's Hospital, Toronto.
Thank you to 55 Division and all the paramedics and fire fighters who helped get Ryan out of that terrible dark place.
Ryan Nyenhuis is survived by his father, John, mother Cheryl, sisters, Jennifer and Leah, their beautiful children, myself and Studies In Comfort.
Ryan John Nyenhuis
July 28th 1981 - June 15th 2008
We love and miss you.
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All photographs were taken by Ryan Nyenhuis & Ian Levack with a Casio EX-Z1050 camera.
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This is the little room that Holly and I have just finished up as a study. Pretty happy with it. I'm sat at that desk right now.
budget renovation of a 1970's townhouse
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Studying for Friday.
First day back in the office after vacation. Nothing spectacular. We had a drummer at practice this evening, but even that was made un-spectacular by people's crankiness.
Then John called. Husband talked to him at length about ... everything. He literally started with Adam and went all the way to the Cross. They got to the point where John has to decide who he's living for, and said good night. Husband is convinced he's saved. I say he's at least very close. Good evening.
Have so many reasons to choose Study Box as your study space.
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Al– Mas’abain Village, Aden Governate
Al Mas’bain village has a long history. It is believed that the village was established approximately 800 years ago. Mines were planted in 1994 (the last civil war). Before mines were planted its inhabitants lived a typical lifestyle. The community members were able to make use of their lands and travel from village to village in the area without any feelings of fear or insecurity.
After the area became mined, the villagers’ lives changed dramatically. Local people started to move around with caution and with fear. They became reluctance to travel even within the village boundaries.
The demining started in 2001 and 2002. After demining, local people started moving freely. The value of the land increased and many local community members were able to sell their lands for construction purposes for good prices. The revenues from the sales were used to improve the livelihood of the individuals in the community. Fortunately, there were no victims of mine explosions in the village. There were no accidents involving mines after the year 2000.
The feeling of security was one of the most important benefits from demining. The demined area was used as an asphalted ring road connecting the village with neighboring urban center of Dar Sa’ad in Sheikh Othman District. The major beneficiary is Mr Ali Dirhim, who bought a big area in the village after it was demined. Mr Ali Dirhim established a residential housing complex in the purchased land. The remaining demined land is the property of local people in the village.
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Al Masharia, Al Dhale Governate
Before planting of mines, the village was an ordinary rural area. Agriculture is the major activity of the local people in the village. Crops grown in the village are sorghum, millet, maize, pulses and qat. The area is very ancient and its history goes back more than 500 years.
Mines were planted over a long period starting in 1972, and from 1974 till the mid eighties. The first mines were anti tank mines, later on the mines were anti individuals. After the planting of mines in the area, people’s lives changed completely. A feeling of insecurity was evident every-where. The fact that the area was a sensitive border area led to the intensive planting of mines. This complicated the situation even further.
Local people became scared for their property, families and for their own lives. The total number of victims was more than 38 from mines. The number of animals killed because of mines exceeded 4 cows and tens of sheep and goats. Several households migrated from the village because of the security situation. Others were forced to sell their animals because of the dangers of mines and the scarce rangelands remaining in the area after planting of mines.
Demining in the area started in 2002 till the end of 2004. Demining teams from “YEMAC’ were responsible for the whole process of demining. Local people appreciated the humanitarian role of “YEMAC” in clearing the area of mines and restoring peace in the village.
Estimated financial returns on demining in Al– Masharia
Details– return from herding
No. of households = 240
The village and the neighboring village herd daily with average return = 50 YR
Return of herding from two villages = 2 x 50 x 365 days x 240 = 8,760,000
There are three villages herding at a rate of 4 times per month. The number is 240 households.
Return from herding for three villages per year = 3 x 50 x 4x 12x 240 = 1,728,000
Net Income for five villages 10,368,000 Yemeni Riyal
Details- return from Qat cultivation
No. of households benefiting from qat cultivation= 120 households
Average annual return from qat cultivation = 300,000 YR.
Total return for all households = 36,000,000 YR
Total annual cost of production (irrigation + land preparation+ chemicals and fertilizers + without tax= 150,000 YR.
Total costs of households per year = 150,000 x 120 = 18,000,000 YR.
Net income for the 5 villages=18,000,000 YR
Details– Cereals cultivation
Households cultivating cereals= 80
Average annual return from land = 15 Kadah
Cost per kadah = 1800 YR.
Total cost of cereals per year = 80 x 15 x 1800 = 2,160,000
Net Income for the 5 villages= 1,440,000 YR
The focal fabric is 'Study in Tawny Plum' from Alexander Henry's Somerville collection I bought from Hawthorne Threads. If anyone knows the name of the charm pack I used please let me know! I can't remember! Below the book shelf is a piece of yellow/orange batik with 'Baby Madsen' free form quilted on it. The rest is straight line quilted. My friend should be receiving this any day and her new little bundle is expected in just a few weeks.
Tip # 3: make time to workout. Get the blood flowing to your brain; plus if you're a fit and healthy person chances are you won't get sick very often and will be able to make it to class (always important to making good grades!).