On a strict keto and intermittent fasting regime, having milk in your morning coffee is not permissible.
The reason is twofold. First, a cup of milk has 12 carbs, and strict keto is under 20/day. (Even oat milk has about half as much as milk, so that’s out too.)
The other reason though is even worse. Drinking down three or six or twelve carbs breaks your fasting, and shortens your daily fasting window dramatically, even if you’re skipping breakfast in an attempt to keep it longer (up toward that theoretical ideal of 16 hours/day). The many hours of fasting matter at least as much, and probably more, than your carb intake, in terms of teaching your body to burn fat and reduce insulin sensitivity, not to mention getting un-addicted to snacking and eating in general.
But here’s your counterintuitivity for the day.
Not only are the MCT oil and butter in ‘bulletproof’ coffee carb-free and compatible with fasting …
But so are half and half, and even heavy whipping cream. Milk has a lot of lactose sugars. Cream does not.
Which … is amazing, and also happy-making here.
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I’m definitely going to be sticking with the MCT, and as little cream as I can get away with. The butter is optional and I’m only going to use it when I’m uncommonly hungry in the morning, which is not usually true for me (though it was, this morning).
Thus, breakfast is solved, by bridging it away.
The main meal after noon is a massive salad.
The second meal, some hours before bed according to the protocol, is rich satisfying meat (maybe with a side of brussels, or mashed cauliflower), or … maybe bacon and eggs. I always did like breakfast for dinner.
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I know a lot of you following along are thinking: jesus! Whipping cream, oils, cheeses, fatty meats–this guy’s cholesterol levels are going to be shooting through the fucking roof ennit?
I’ve thought it myself. It’s a valid concern and it could definitely happen.
I’ll keep track of it as a factor, and I’ll take the necessary steps. I’ve promised myself that if those numbers do elevate, I’ll jump on the god damn statins to bring them back down (this is a thing the medical establishment has been trying to get me to do for years, and I’ve resisted it).
But in the end I’m not too worried about dying a few years earlier from a heart attack, or dying a few years earlier at all.
If militant keto and fasting kill me, at least I’ll be leaving a damn good-looking corpse behind, instead of a puffy bloated one like most of my senior contemporaries–hell, like more than half of Civilized Westerners senior or junior for that matter.
This isn’t about how long I have left–that’s a pretty low number of years no matter what. It’s about the quality of those years and the ability to enjoy them without being a fat sick diabetic old man crippled by his own biochemistry and cognitive functioning. I’d honestly sooner eat a bullet than be that poor guy.
I’m dying to live healthy and free before I settle down for my inevitable dirt nap.
Radical measures are in order.
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I opened my eating window at two p.m., just a little while ago. I have until ten to close it officially, but I’m going to try to do it by eight, or nine.
While I was assembling and eating my salad (and by the way, cold leftover brussels sprouts add a more agreeable texture than I thought they would), I was listening to Mr. Dore, who had finally consented to spending some few hours with the DueDissidence gentlemen.
Jimmy’s fixation for the day, in the context of my own obsessing over diet, was really interesting.
He was talking about the everyday societal lies, and why they tell them. For example …
The allopathic medicine establishment, and the US Department of Agriculture‘s advice on what to eat–the food pyramid, and the ‘balanced diet’ and all the other hocus-pocus–is bullshit that nobody but an overworked schoolteacher or an overpaid doctor could love, much less preach. Sure we have more or less blindly followed it, tried to follow it, for years. But what good has that done? We’re more bloated and sicker and more addicted, more depressed, even suicidal, than we’ve ever been before.
It’s not whether you snack on Doritos or carrots. It’s the fact that you’re snacking at all, and WHY.
That makes far more sense to me than their centrist ‘guidance’.
I really believe that there is no such thing as a “healthy snack”. I think Dr. Cywes is spot on, when he says that every snack, every time, is less of a dietary event and much more of an emotional one.
We’re fucking traumatized children, with our Venti cups of coffee-flavored hot milk, vainly trying to soothe ourselves with poisons.
It is in the interests of industrialized capitalist agriculture for you to eat far too much of whatever they choose to cheaply produce, especially if they can mark it up because “inflation” or the “supply chain” or whatever other scary bogeyman will keep you paying the most for the least benefit.
It is in the interests of capitalist medicine for you to get lots of regular checkups and tests and prescriptions at inflated prices whether you have the ‘insurance’ to help defray the cost of that a little bit, or must proceed directly into the hell of medical debt like half of your fellow Americans.
And then there was, as JD specifically points out, the whole thing about Ivermectin.
A dead cheap substance that’s been around for decades, widely prescribed for a variety of purposes for millions of people, and usually sold by the bucketload as a generic.
Their virus leaked out of a lab.
They raced to engineer some half-ass, untested, expensive vaccine for it and to mandate that vaccine on pain of losing one’s job or even children. Side effects like heart damage in young healthy men be damned, and if you’re not all the way on board, you’re a kook lacking in altruism, a heretic in the church of Science, a menace to society and probably a hick and a white supremacist besides.
When Joe Rogan mentioned that he was un-vaxxed, and had used Ivermectin, among other cheap harmless things, to quickly get over their virus, he was excoriated as a dangerous fool. The hollering about horse paste became a mindless shrieking wail.
Why?
Not because of science. Not because of someone’s endangered grandmama.
Because the profits were threatened, and that my dears is THE mortal sin within the Empire.
Pushing you far from that sin is the principal job of Education (I can attest to it as a violently educated human being), and the sole aim of the kinds of ‘news’ media they control–never forget that both the outlets you love and the ones you hate were for years Brought To You By Pfizer, they way they used to be brought to you by Chevrolet, and Marlboro.
Calling me a conspiracy driven whackjob doesn’t hurt my feelings.
I would rather trust my gut and listen with my instincts before accepting the gospels of the professional lying capitalists of any stripe or persuasion, in any country or corporation.
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I’m coming to the conclusion that the difference between me and most of my related and unrelated contemporaries has nothing much to do with how smart anyone is, or isn’t. Moreover …
The one about people getting more conservative as they age is another cranky lie pushed out as part of a broader agenda. We don’t uniformly get more conservative.
We get to be more obviously and palpably who we always were.
If at some point you were told, by a teacher or an impressive commander, that the System works beautifully, for those who suffer its indignities and master their own flaws in its service, those who obtain those degrees … and then later you tasted deeply of comforts and rewards that powerfully reinforced that message …
Then yes. You will become more conservative, not in the right-winger sense, but in the sense of conserving your beliefs in that System, deepening your faith in it, casting aside as childish the people who would point out to you that out beyond the fruits of your considerable labor, the same System is rotten with lies and hypocrisy and even casual murder.
In generations past, if they told you that black people were lazy and victims of their own inferiority, you would accept that. If they later changed their story to say that there are good ones and bad ones in every race (whatever the hell a race is), you would accept that too.
If they told you that God hates Fags, sixty years ago, you would accept that. If your Obama said, welp, there’s 51% of the electorate who sees through that tripe, so now gay marriage is legal, maybe even eventually celebrated, you stayed on board. You Progressed, so thoughtfully, but without actual thinking.
If they told you this was a democracy, and that our war in Iraq, or Ukraine, was for democracy, and that even though there were no commies left the commies or the turrurists or the autocrats or whoever were still the bad guys …
You would accept that.
You would proudly or even smugly take the jab, and the boosters too.
For Science, with liberty and justice For ALL do you hear me?
Well maybe not quite all.
There’s a reason why the youngest people saw through the Vietnam lie first.
There’s a reason why there’s a profound generational divide on the question of our genocidal apartheid friends over there in Galilee.
They haven’t been incentivized either way yet. They haven’t had the chance to be rewarded, or to be punished in any meaningful way.
But you have.
I have too. It’s just that I’ve never been inclined to believe in the glory of the democratic capitalist System.
I never got much from the offered rewards. At sixtysomething I am exactly as poor as I was at twentysomething.
Perhaps I’m dumber. Perhaps I’m not well-adjusted, to the atrocities that make the system possible. Perhaps it’s a case of those old sour grapes.
Maybe so.
I have some other ideas on the subject, though, and I don’t need to make a long post any longer for you to know what they are.
