The Lectin Detox – “Sterilization of the mentally and physically defective has long been advocated, but only recently has it seeped into the public consciousness. From the day when Plato wrote his Republic to the present, eugenicists have advanced various solutions to the problem of the defective, but sterilization seems to meet the requirements of the situation most aptly. For while it gives protection to society, yet it deprives the defective of nothing except the privilege of bringing into the world children who would only be a care to themselves and a charge to society…. Only those mentally defective and those incurably diseased should be sterilized. Many subnormal families whose intelligence is not of a high order are capable of raising useful citizens. But society should have some voice in the charges and responsibilities it will assume, not only now, but in the generations to come”. These are the words of Tommy Douglas–voted the all-time “greatest Canadian” in 2004.
Unless you are eating expensive 100% grass fed beef, in America, all meat is ultimately corn: chickens, turkeys, pigs, and even cows are forced into eating corn, as are, carnivores such as salmon. Cheap corn lectins are an easy way to “marble” animal flesh, making it taste better, but these poisonous proteins bioaccumulate in your organs upon ingestion–ultimately leading to the development of horrific “autoimmune” conditions.
The Lectin Detox – “Behavior is the mirror in which everyone shows their image.” — Geothe My name is Matthew. I almost died in a Kindergarten classroom when I was four years old. My skin turned blue and my throat closed over. I had my first life threatening allergic reaction. I soon developed severe atopic dermatitis all over my body. For the next thirty years, dozens of highly trained medical specialists told me that my immune system was dysfunctional: that I was broken. They gave me creams, ointments, experimental immunological regulators, antihistamines, and antibiotics–but my condition only worsened. Eventually, I could hardly walk, and, when I smiled, blood would often drip down as the weakened skin around my mouth split open. It wasn’t until I learned about lectins and worked vigorously to flush them from my body, that I began to recover. And though it took time, I healed–proving, that the medical degrees, the egos, the hubris, and the pharmacological research were all, shockingly, wrong.