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The weight loss industry is chock full of lies, and why not?

If overweight people were to actually LOSE weight and keep it off, the peddlers of diet pills and exercise machines would stop making their billions.

So what are the lies you (and millions of others) may be falling for?

WARNING: I’m not going to sugar coat this, so if you get angry when you learn the TRUTH, well, I can’t really blame you.

The diet industry has been lying to all of us for years, and frankly, I’m sick and tired of it.

Here is the TRUTH behind six of their most common lies…

1. Many so-called “health foods” will actually cause you to GAIN fat…

2. Exercises like sit-ups and crunches are actually the LEAST effective way to lose belly fat…

3. So-called cardio exercise is NOT the best way to lose fat, and it doesn’t even do much to strengthen your heart…

4. Diet pills, fat burner pills and weight loss supplements are a complete waste of your heard earned money…

5. Ab machines will NOT (Repeat: WILL NOT) give you flat six pack abs…

6. The people on TV who CLAIM to have gotten their six-pack abs from the machines they’re selling, are flat out LYING to you.

They got their gorgeous bodies through REAL workouts and REAL nutrition strategies.

So if you’re a woman, how do you lose fat and get a sexy toned stomach instead of a blubberous belly?

And if you’re a guy, how do you get those six-pack abs, instead of a gelatinous tub of gut?

With exercise and nutrition that flat out WORKS.

And you don’t need any special equipment, expensive pre-made meals or poisonous pills.

You also never need to feel deprived. Nor do you need long boring workouts.

This isn’t a magic pill… …this is science.

The name of the program is “The Truth About Six-Pack Abs,”

And it’s chock full of proven strategies that will take your entire body from fat to fabulous faster than you ever imagined possible.

P.S. Have you given up on looking great and feeling great?  If
you’ve tried diet after diet, exercise after exercise, with no
real results, then this is for you.

Stop “trying” to look better and feel better, and start DOING it,
starting just a few minutes from now…

Have you ever twisted your knee?  It’s a bloody painful affair! 

I know that because even though I have a very high threshold for pain, when I twisted my knee I was in absolute agony.

 For a few days I was constantly in pain and couldn’t put any weight on my knee.  It even hurt when I was asleep and would wake me up in the middle of the night.

 The  pain subsided after a week or so and I thought nothing of it until I tried to run.  Oh how the pain came back again with a vengeance. 

Even the strongest pain killers didn’t help.  This time I thought I am not going to ignore it and neither am I going to suffer.

 I knew that whatever the problem was with my knee was more like a ligament or cartilage problem.

 So I got an MRI scan done pretty quickly.  The report said that I had a torn cartilage, a meniscus tear to be exact. So I was referred to an orthopaedic surgeon.

 A couple of week later, I had an appointment at the orthopaedic clinic. While I was waiting to see a consultant, they sent me to the A&E to get some X rays of my knee. (That’s where I met Elizabeth, the really cheerful and funny Lady described in one of my previous posts).

 Anyway, the surgeon, he said that he didn’t get my actual MRI, he only got the report and obviously he can’t really make a recommendation unless he can see the pictures.

 Then he went on to say it may be quicker to have another MRI than to try and find what happened to the last one.

 I was very annoyed, This whole thing was a waste of time.  Now I have to dedicate more time for another MRI and then wait for the idiots to lose my CD again!

 I was determined to find out what happened to my MRI. So I asked my Dr’s office to give me a copy of  the CD or send it directly to the orthopaedic clinic.  “We didn’t get the CD”  they said “ we only got the report”.   

 I got the phone number for the company who had done the test and contacted them……

“who did you sent my MRI CD to?  Because my GP didn’t get it” I enquired. 

 “oh, it was sent to the hospital”  Anyway, I found out that it was sent to the wrong hospital so I said.

 Well, I had an appointment with a consultant yesterday and he didn’t receive the CD so I now have to have another scan.  It’s a waste of time and money and all because you got it wrong.  Who the hell did you send my CD to anyway?

 What I heard in response was “we never get it wrong” so I shouted, “Well obviously you’ve got it wrong this time!” 

 “Excuse me?”  Said the assistant at the other end.  You said you don’t get it wrong, right?  “No madam, I said we sent it to William Delong!

The tube train I use to get to work was unusually crowded this morning, This was promising to be a bad Friday and a tiresome end to a long working week. Not only I had to wait for the train  over 15 minutes on a cold, wet and windy platform, it was absolutely chok-a- block when it pulled in.  I had to squeeze myself in. 

To give you a graphic visualisation of how full the compartments were; open a tin of sardines!

 Forget about personal space! We were rubbing against each other!  It got so hot, that I had to take my jacket off.  That wasn’t without struggle but at least made me feel a little cooler.  However, I don’t think it was a brilliant idea because it left me rather thinly covered and as a result I was able to feel everyone’s bulges! 

 We were so closely stuck to one another  I could honestly feel people’s body parts rubbing against me. 

 In particular I could feel something from behind me so I turned around to assess the situation, some people could take advantage of a situation like this! it was actually a nice young man and he had several other people stuck to him on either side of him so he was unable to move.

 Just at this moment the train came to a sudden halt causing me to lose my balance.  In trying not to fall over, although it was not possible to fall because of all the people around, I had to make a 180 degree turn to secure my feet and ended up chest to chest against the guy! Now if I had my jacket on, it would not have been as dramatic as it was.   I mean we were practically stuck to one another for about 30 seconds! Not able to move at all and I’m sure he could feel my bulges as much as I could feel his!!

 Fortunately, he seemed to be just as amused as I was and actually saw the funny side of it.  We looked at one another and had no choice but to giggle really laud.  

 He said “look at us! I’m really sorry” I said “really?  You’re telling me you didn’t enjoy that?”  We laughed again simultaneously and he said “yes I did actually! How was it for you?”  “ I’m not complaining!” I Said.  And we laughed. “I’m just sorry it was so brief!” he said , “ yes, so am I” I said ” I don’t know who you are but felt so close to you for a while!”  Laughter!

 By this time the train pulled into the destination station and as soon as the doors opened everyone practically fell out!

 Even though my short tube journey to work can be quite stressful, sometimes things happen that can make it fun and memorable.  This was one of those things, also what made my day even brighter was the busker at  South Kensington station playing “Take Five” on his Alto Sax, even though he wasn’t all that good a player, it was still very refreshing and so appropriate for me.

 So today was a good day.  Almost like a five minute break from the usual drudgery.  It started well, although it didn’t at first look too promising what with the rainy day and train delays…!

I met a delightful old English lady with a posh accent at the A&E the other day while I was waiting for an x ray of my injured knee.

The waiting area was no more than a short corridor with seats on either side, not enough seats for everyone. So when she arrived, accompanied by her nurse/carer,
I guessed she was eastern European from her accent, I got up and offered my seat. She sat down and soon another seat was vacated on the opposite side so I sat down.

She had her arm in a sling, and from the conversation she was having with her nurse I gathered she had fallen and broken her arm.

After abut five minutes, she started talking with her nurse about having a party, going home to get a shot of Whisky and apologising to the nurse for having to sit there and wait.

“ is there only one X ray room for all these people?” “ there aren’t even enough seats for everyone!”.

There were 13 people sitting on the chairs and 3 people standing but No one uttered a word. I said “ just what I was thinking”. She looked at me with a sweet smile on her face. Obviously glad that someone was interacting with her.

Then she looked around and said in a rather loud voice “ why is everyone here so miserable?” and the nurse said “ “shush Elizabeth!” She giggled and started signing:

“A cigarette that bears a lipstick’s traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you”

She didn’t remember the rest of the lyrics, but this was just enough for me to remember the music in my head. I had to look it up on YouTube afterwards, both the lyrics and the song. I’ve got Rod Stewart’s version here which I like the most:

Then the old lady- let’s call her by her name- Elizabeth, looked at this fat man who was standing just outside the seating area in the corner and said to her nurse in a sort of a loud whisper “ look he is so fat, he probably wouldn’t fit on these small chairs!” and the nurse was going “ shush Elizabeth, you’re so naughty!”. I couldn’t help but have a look – he was standing just out of my sight so I had to slightly get up and look round.

Then I looked back at Elizabeth and we both smiled. I said, “You know, you’re right. His jacket alone could probably cover the hole in the ozone layer!” and both burst out laughing!!

It’s never fun to be sitting in a hospital waiting room, but thanks to Elizabeth and her cheerful presence, I really had a great time that day.

  Did you know

Crackers were invented by Thomas J. Smith of London in 1847.He got the idea from the French bon-bon sweets that he encountered when he was in Paris. 

This was actually a developmnet of his own bon-bon style sweets which he sold in a twist of paper. He noted that these sweets sold well around Christmas time but slumped, after Christmas was over.

Smith began to come up with new promotional ideas. His first tactic was to insert mottos into the wrappers of the sweets ( inspired by fortune cookies), but this had only limited success.

Then came the copycats and he had to come up with a new idea to beat competition, so he started inserting motos into the crackers, usually love poems because most of his initial customers were men who bought the sweets for their other half!

He was inspired to add the “crackle” element when he heard the crackle of a log he had just put on the fire.

The size of the paper wrapper had to be increased to incorporate the banger mechanism, and the sweet itself was eventually dropped, to be replaced by a small gift.

The new product was initially marketed as the Cosaque (i.e., Cossack), but the onomatopoeic “cracker” soon became the commonly used name, as rival varieties were introduced to the market.

The other elements of the modern cracker, the gifts, paper hats and varied designs, were all introduced by Tom Smith’s son, Walter Smith, to differentiate his product from the many copycat cracker manufacturers which had suddenly sprung up.

Tom Smith Christmas Crackers is still in business and makes Christmas crackers annually for the Royal Family of Great Britain.

Talk about one man’s inspiration and 162 years of continuous success!

Sounds like a real cracker doesn’t it?  But actually it’s rather inspirational to think that one man’s simply ingenious idea has been used for over 100 years by millions of people in 4 continent and most those who use it don’t even know where it came from.

Most people give up at the first hurdle, or first little bump they get on their way to achieving success. This man just kept reinventing this simple idea and is still in business today. That is simply Remarkable!

Examples of modern Christmas cracker jokes:

Q: Where do the fish get their petrol from?

A: Shell

Q:  Why did the orange go to the Dr?

A: Because he wasn’t peeling well!

One of the things that always makes me wonder is how do some people let themselves get so bogged down with problems that they end up with sever depression.

Every one of us has to face daily problems from traffic horrors to stressful work situations to home and family crises to financial burdens.  So why is it that some people can handle all this and others crack like bone china?

I can’t speak for everyone else but I can tell you how I would deal with stressful situations.  Ok I am not going to lie and say that I never get stressed out.  I do and like everyone else I have my ups and downs. But the difference is that I don’t stay down for very long. I may moan and whinge for a while but I get it off my chest and move on. I often see the funny side of things and laugh off a stressful situation.

I was on the bus the other day and this young woman got on with a  double buggy occupied with two babies she had five other children all around the ages of 3 to 7 with her. They were all either crying or talking really load or making some other noise! It was as if she walked in with a super woofer on full volume!  Suddenly the atmosphere on the bus got really tense.

The whole bus was looking in wonder how she calmly ignored all the crying and commotion and while some people were starting to get stressed out with all the noise and were tucking their tongues and rolling their eyes, I was seeing the funny side of it and wondering: how on earth did she manage to have so many kids! She must have been continually pregnant for at least eight years! There didn’t seem to be enough gap between the ages of those children! And I couldn’t help but laugh to myself!

My journey on the bus was pretty short but I must admit as I was getting off, I did actually feel sorry for everyone else who had to endure that racket for long!

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At the same time, I noticed that even though the purpose of the blog was to provide useful information to baby boomer, many younger people are visiting and I want to keep them entertained too.

So there will be beauty and fashion tips and links. There will be products and reading recommendations and lots and lots of information on how to stay younger for longer and the good thing is that this is going to be useful for the younger visitors too because if you start earlier, you can not only delay the aging process, but you can improve your lifestyle and avoid most of the problems that come with age.

Hope you like it. Please leave a comment and tell me what you would like to see here.

Would you like to become a member and see a private members area for instance?  Would love to hear from you.

But for now, here’s your first reccommendation on how to have  Naturally Sensetional Skin

I got the following text  in an email from my brother, who is always sending me great stuff.    At the end of the message it said “if you think this will help please forward to everyone you know”  so I’m posting it here to share it with my readers. Needless to say I think this is from a Creative thinker who doesn’t  just sit there and criticise everything and moan about what the politicians are doing wrong without having the faintest idea what should be done.

This is from an article in the St. Petersburg Times Newspaper on Sunday.   The Business Section asked readers for ideas on “How Would You Fix the Economy?”  
                                                                 
I think this guy nailed it!                                                

“Dear Mr. President,

Please find below my suggestion for fixing America’s  economy.  Instead of giving billions of dollars to companies that will squander the money on lavish parties and unearned bonuses, use the following plan. You can call it the Patriotic Retirement Plan:                                                  

There are about 40 million people over 50 in the work force. – Pay them $1 million apiece severance for early retirement with the following stipulations:  

                                                             
  1) They MUST retire.. Forty million job openings – Unemployment fixed.    

  2) They MUST buy a new American CAR. Forty million cars ordered – Auto Industry fixed.                                                            

  3) They MUST either buy a house or pay off their mortgage – Housing Crisis  fixed.                                                                    
 

 It can’t get any easier than that!                                        

P.S. If more money is needed, have all members in Congress and their constituents pay their taxes….and Mr. President…while you’re at it…make congress retire on Social Security and Medicare…I’ll bet both programs would be fixed…pronto!!  ”

Do you agree this is a feasible idea?  then leave a comment, let’s share.

  Lose weight and live longer

I am one of those people who puts on weight just by looking at food! For this reason I always watched what I eat and always did regular exercise from aerobics to weight training and took part in sports from karate to squash.
 
 
I was doing reasonably well in keeping fit and keeping the weight under control. I had no idea of the scientific how and why behind it I just knew that it worked for me.

Until a few years ago when out of the blue, I was diagnosed with Ulcerative Colitis/Chrohn’s disease, an inflammatory bowl disease, with symptoms very similar to bowl cancer, the causes of which is still a mystery to science and medicine.

It was the most devastating thing that happened to me worst even than my divorce! Especially as the first course of treatment, a high dose of steroids, made me put on an awful lot of weigh in a very short space of time. 

After a few weeks on steroids, all my years of effort in eating healthy, keeping fit and controlling my weight seemed to have been wiped out. 

You’ve probably always known this deep down, but never believed it.  You may have thought you were the only person who thinks this way, you may have felt uncomfortable to even talk about it with anyone else, thinking you may be totally wrong!

But this is true.  Remember The Matrix?  Did you have to watch it more than once to understand it?

Well, read this and read it more than once because this is not only true, it’s exactly what’s going on.

Thank you to Veronica, of the Chapman family for this excellent introduction to Freeman on the land.

A freeman (I mean woman too, throughout this piece) is someone who knows who they are. Think how you would define yourself.

Most of you will say human being, some will say person. I intend to show you, that you are not a person. YOU are a flesh and blood human being.

You were born free. Unfortunately, you were born into a system that requires your slavery. Yes, I said slavery. Each of us, before we could express a choice, was sold into this system. In exchange for benefits, for certain “rights” and privileges (more on this later).

How did this happen? Your parents registered your birth. Innocently they registered you, with the threat of a fine, and the imposing, pressurising word “MUST” upon their heads. What they didn’t know, was that the word “MUST” means something different. It does not mean you are obliged. In the legal world, MUST is another word used for MAY.

So, in essence, your parents were tricked into registering your birth. Why, then, are the government so desperate to have us all registered and counted, checked and filed?

Because their system relies on us, selling our labour, paying taxes, paying their fixed penalty notices to keep the massive deception going.

What happens if you REGISTER something? You are simply recording it, right? Showing it is your property and you are the rightful owner, right? WRONG. By registering you are giving away your owner’s rights, and you are retaining rights of use and enjoyment on their terms. Car, house, kids.

By registering you, your parents gave up the right to have a say in how you are brought up. They did not do this deliberately, they were tricked.

By registering you, they are creating the LEGAL FICTION that is your PERSON. A corporation (for that is what our government is) cannot act upon a flesh and blood human being. They need to create something which can CONTRACT with them.

And that thing is the PERSON. Your birth certificate is evidence of your PERSON.

So, right now, you are thinking, this is nuts. She is talking rubbish. Who is she calling a slave?  I am free to do as I please. I vote, I follow the news, this is not possible. We have elected government and they work for us, right? WRONG.

You have been given the illusion of change of government. Put simply, when you vote for a political party you are voting in a different set of directors for the corporation that is the United Kingdom (UK PLC, United Kingdom LTD, etc). Don’t believe me?

Party politics is an illusion, it does not exist. The politicians are so removed from the people that they are not even bothering to keep up the pretence anymore.

Witness David Cameron thanking Demos, the left wing think tank, for their input into his policy. Witness Peter Mandelson and George Osborne sniggering together about their little trip on a yacht with dodgy Russian businessmen.

Witness MPs from around the country stating on the record that they are NOT there to represent the people. Still think our government represents us?

Our government is a company. Like any other company, it has rules. These rules are what we think are the Law of this land. But what we are not told is there are different types of law.

How many times have you heard someone say, “Oh, you can’t do anything about that, it’s the law”, or words to that effect? Most of what we think is law is, in actual fact STATUTE. There is a very crucial difference between statute and law.

A STATUTE is “an Act of Parliament given the force of law by the consent of the governed.” Look at that: CONSENT. If you don’t consent to it, it doesn’t apply to you. There is only one true law in this country, Common Law. You only break the law if you harm another person or their property, steal from someone or breach the peace. That is all you need to know.

Have you ever wondered how it is that you can be governed by all these “laws” but actually, when you read them, you don’t understand a word, and you need a lawyer to tell you what the law is? How can a human being be bound by something that he doesn’t understand?

The law of STATUTES is the law of CONTRACT. And we, as human beings, have the right to decline to contract. But, if we don’t know that we are being invited to contract, our silence acts as acceptance.

What has this got to do with the PERSON? Remember I said that the corporation needs a way of contracting with you and bringing you into their system, providing them with money?

They do it through your PERSON. You are not a person, you HAVE a person. They do it through tricking you into thinking that you are a PERSON and there are obligations that you MUST fulfil.

Remember what MUST means? As a flesh and blood human being you have the right to say no thanks, when offered a contract. Get this straight: you are not a PERSON. You have a PERSON. 

So what does this mean then? Let me give you an example. You receive a fixed penalty NOTICE through the post, for speeding. (Remember, forget how you have been taught…speeding is not a common law offence that hurts or causes loss to another human being).

What do you think when you get this NOTICE? You think it is a demand for payment, because you have done something wrong and you must pay for it. WRONG. A NOTICE is an OFFER to contract. You can decline. If you sign the notice and send payment, you (as flesh and blood human being) are agreeing to act for your PERSON. You are under no obligation to do so.

 Money

“There is no more direct way to capture control of a nation than through its credit and money system.” – Phillip A. Benson, President of American Bankers’ Association, 1939.

“There are two ways to conquer and enslave a nation. One is by the sword. The other is by debt.” -John Adams.

“Give me control of a nation’s money and I care not who makes its’ laws.” – Mayer Amschel Bauer Rothschild.

What is money, and where does it come from?

Take a bank note out of your purse or wallet. Look carefully at the front. What does it say?
It says: “I promise to pay the bearer on demand the sum of…..pounds.”
What does this tell you? That money has no value in itself. It is a piece of paper, given value by common agreement, by belief in its value.

Money is printed by a private company (Bank of England, Federal Reserve etc.) and lent to the government, with interest. In return these governments give the banksters (bankers/gangsters) bonds or gilts.

Every single bank note has interest attached to it. In effect, this means that the system is propped up with debt. Debts can never be repaid, as all there is to pay the debt is more debt. This continues for perpetuity, or until the system implodes.

The system is imploding now, as we speak, and governments are desperately trying to prop up the system by pumping more debt into it.

When someone gives you a demand for payment, what can you pay it with, if money itself is debt?
Credit cards, loans, mortgages etc.

When you borrow money from a bank in the form of credit, all that happens is that new money is created, and given to you. They take your signature on the signed credit agreement, and use that as a promissory note, i.e. the promise of your future labour. There was no liability created by them lending the money.

This money that has been created, and that is backed by your signature, is your money.

So you are paying your own money back to the banks WITH INTEREST!
Why do you think banks are so keen to get your signature? Because that signature (your property don’t forget) is a valuable commodity.


I will leave it to you to work out the implications.

(As simplified as I can make them, based on the work of Robert-Arthur: Menard, Mary-Elizabeth: Croft and (to some extent Winston Shrout and Irene-Maus: Gravenhorst). Basically it is their work, tweaked a bit by re-writing, and removing ‘God’ – thereby reducing it to absolute fundamentals)