I don't know why I did it but I watched the clip of ANS. While it was not as bad as some documentaries (Invisible Children comes to mind) I've seen in terms of making my question the rightness of humans continuing to occupy space on this planet, it is a good case for a vote of turning the whole thing back over to the dolphins. The guy filming her is as despicable a specimen I've seen in some time but then I don't watch a lot of fox so perhaps this is how everyone behaves. what a slimeball. I'm going to go shower and pray.

Going vegetarian means living on plant estrogens. All sources of plant protein contain phytoestrogens.

Salon kicked up a huge fuss about xenoestrogens a couple of years ago, because the evil cosmetics industry was cynically promoting breast cancer awareness while pumping nail polish and other products full of dangerous chemical analogues of estrogen.

I'll tell ya something -- I have an autoimmune disease that reacts unfavorably to ANY source of estrogen, and it doesn't matter whether I get the estrogen through protein in soybeans or through the dibutyl phtalates in nail polish.

For me, phytoestrogens and xenoestrogens have shown themselves to be equally dangerous for my health.

So think about that, soy eaters, when you're campaigning against dibutyl phthalates.

You're eating the plant version of dibutyl phthalates every day.

If my body can't tell the difference, then maybe some of your bodies can't either? It's a possibility one ought to consider.

I think this is partly why humans evolved to eat meat.

At some point in our evolution, our evolving bodies stopped being able to handle all of that plant estrogen.

That's what I believe now. I don't vegetarianism is a workable strategy for fighting global warming for that reason. Some people can handle being overloaded with plant estrogen, but some are going to get very sick by trying to follow such a diet.

As in hysterically funny. It's like watching the slackers at Starbucks move slower than snails to pour one cup of coffee. You want to storm out in a huff but you just can't pull yourself away because you're fascinated with how badly they will fuck it up. 5 minutes, 7 minutes, interruption from the homeless guy screaming about the bathroom, clutching half your change before she goes in the back of the store and so on and on and on. Anna is like that even in death. Every new day is a new chapter in watching the slow motion explosion. Today's chapter makes her narcd up topless insanity at awards show look tame. I'm waiting for the public urination video or maybe the one where she plays with a loaded gun and almost blows her own head off.

BTW the dead son is probably the father of the little girl. Yeah it's just that fucked up. And more.

Why on earth would a trusted "partner" stick a camera in her face?

Why didn't he instead get her help?

Why would anyone film that, and then joke about money...?

God, I feel so awful for her. Stern apparently preferred her out of it and subdued. It's hell being an addict; how worse it must have been to be exploited by *everyone* around you.

The number of people who would get sick on a plant-based diet is SO miniscule compared to the number who ARE sick on a meat-based diet, it's absurd to even put forth such a theory. I don't doubt that your body perhaps can't handle plant-based estrogens but, umm, it's possible to eat a plant-based diet without eating plant estrogens.

Kay

(a meat eater, unfortunately)

...and eat soy. Not all of us w/ autoimmune diseases can't eat soy or a plant based diet.

When David Bowie penned the song "Fame," he was obviously chronicling the dark side of celebrity. It seems that, as children, both Britney Spears and Anna Nicole Smith might have benefited from having that song looped and replayed endlessly to them, so that they might have absorbed the lyrics and the lesson. That said, I think it is harder now to be a celebrity than it was during Bowie's golden era; it certainly seems that the eye of the media has become unblinking and omniscient in the age of cell phone cameras and the internet. I know that I am glad that my starry-eyed dreams of becoming a rich, well-known actress were never realized. When I watch videos of famous people being accosted by fans and the paparazzi just for walking down the street I feel grateful to be one of the "little people."