'sleep noise,' rather than simple human tiredness — thereby depicting normal bodily need as weakness and the drugs to treat such weariness as a solution to this non-problem. The idea of billing our body’s pleas for rest as mere noise — and hence as something that ought not be listened to — borders on dystopian...."
Writes Kate Manne, in "What if 'Food Noise' Is Just … Hunger?" (NYT).
Writes Kate Manne, in "What if 'Food Noise' Is Just … Hunger?" (NYT).
"Food noise" is current slang for thinking about food — for "hearing" food calling out to you.
In the media-driven maelstrom around drugs containing semaglutide, like Ozempic and Wegovy... little attention has been paid to the plight of people who have long been accustomed to ignoring our voice of hunger.... And for any of us, the joy and pleasure and comfort of food should not be discounted either. We need to eat to live, of course, but it goes beyond that; to live to eat has long given many of us meaning and community.... Food noise should not be treated as pathological and medicated away. Rather, we might call it “food music,” and dance to it.
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Gluttony and starvation is a form of dietary dysphoria that progresses with expert advice.
The problem is that ultra processed food and sugars causes the lizard brain to excrete hunger pang chemicals of equivalent strength as the need to breathe. People have been gaslighted by the food industry, government, influencers and family traditions.
93.7% of the drug proscriptions are a result of eating junk, minimal exercise, stress and anxiety, lack of sunlight and poor sleep.
Basically, the major malfunction is the colonic butyrate factory shuts down and the body poisons itself. The specific diseases people get from this are driven by epigenetics.
My mother used to tell me, when i was stuffing my face too much, "you need to eat to live, not live to eat".
Or call out: "fatty fatty two by four, couldn't get through the kitchen door".
Why does man kill? Man kills for food. And there must be beverage.
Woody Allen somewhere
We've developed foods that overfeed us, and so our inner hunger-voices have been fooled. So, yeah, we NEED to ignore those inner voices, or go back to the foods that those voices are actually calling for.
“Rather, we might call it “food music,” and dance to it.“
My hunch is Lizzo would agree.
Like the saying goes, the dose makes the poison, though continually denying there is an 'normal' dose makes that harder to discern.
Snap, crackle, pop.
FFS, what a pile of absolute nonsense.
The older I get, the more I discover that I especially enjoy eating something when I've just spent time and effort cooking it. There's a whole different satisfaction thing going on, there. It's a little bit similar to the satisfaction (not thrill, or enjoyment, or even 'feeling of accomplishment') that I used to get when hunting and taking wild game. I was always a pot shooter; never a trophy hunter.
Quick way to differentiate between the two. Ask yourself if you'd eat an apple. If you're actually hungry, the answer is a resounding yes. If your answer is anything else, you're just bored.
Once we outsource our reality to others we are no longer in control of ourselves.
Typical First World problem for coastal elites.
"Food noise should not be treated as pathological and medicated away. Rather, we might call it 'food music,' and dance to it."
Food, glorious food! Hot sausage and mustard
While we’re in the mood, cold jelly and custard
Pease pudding and saveloys, what next is the question?
Rich gentlemen have it boys – in-di-gestion!
Food glorious food! We’re anxious to try it
Three banquets a day, our favourite diet
Just picture a great big steak, fried, roasted or stewed
Oh food, wonderful food, marvellous food
Glorious food!
Food, glorious food! What is there more handsome?
Gulped, swallowed or chewed, still worth a King’s ransom
What is it we dream about, what brings on a sigh?
Piled peaches and cream about six feet high!
Food, glorious food! Eat right through the menu
Just loosen your belt two inches, and then you
Work up a new appetite in this interlude, then
Food, once again, food, fabulous food
Glorious food!
Food Glorious food!...
Work up a new appetite in this interlude, then
Food!
Magical food
Wonderful food
Marvellous food
Fabulous food
Beautiful food
GLO-RI-OUS FOOD!
"implications for the wider culture..." Literally.
As someone remarked the other day on seeing an old Mama Cass Youtube; she used to considered circus lady fat, now she just looks about average for fat people in America.
"for "hearing" food calling out to you."
Call any vegetable, and the chances are good, that the vegetable will respond to you. F. Zappa.
Food doesn't make noise
It whispers.
See that great movie: "the chocolate sundae whisperer" starring Rosie O'Donnell.
"Imagine a world where we could override our need to sleep with a medication-" hello, have you really not heard of coffee?
The movement to medicalize everything reminds me of the film Gattaca, an excellent projection of what will happen when genetic testing and manipulation enters into the process of conception. Babies born under this process are "valid," while babies born without it are "faith babies." The possibilities are frightening.
Whenever I hear/read the word "gaslighting". I assume the speaker/writer is both wrong and disingenuous.
Interestingly people who fast for days have always appreciated the benefit of telling the body’s food noise to shut up. Think of it as telling your body you are the boss. Surprisingly it listens to you once it learns it’s not the boss anymore.
The side benefit , or added problem if not controlled, is extremely clear thinking to the point that the fasting person gets angry at how mentally clouded and slow everyone else is.
Another good surprise to fasting is that you gain about 5 hours a day that you are no longer spending arranging for the food and eating it.
I agree with Howard generally on this topic.
But for fuck’s sake, on New Years Eve?
Eat when you're hungry, not when you're bored, sad, or because the clock tells you, "It's time".
I buy almost no prepared food, cook from scratch, NEVER eat while driving. Also, if at all possible, I never eat alone. That's just refueling. Eating without a social element (conversation) is boring at best and sometimes depressing.
My "wife" works five nights a week so that presents a problem. Years ago, I started inviting all kinds of people (cashiers, clerks, medical providers and staff and random strangers) over for a bite of something tasty, I planned to cook. Easy peasy, really.
My Sweet Girl tells her friends that "strays" follow me home and I feed them. Not a problem although some of the older ladies in the neighborhood are scandalized by the practice.
I wish some of the better restaurants, particularly BBQ places, would install vomitoriums. I could easily go for another order of ribs or burnt ends if I could unload the previous two orders. I have too much pride to upchuck in some dirty bathroom, but if there was a nice clean vomitorium, where I could manage the procedure in private and comfort, then I could go back and order more BBQ.....The Romans knew a thing or two about fine dining. I wish restaurants would bring back this facility. It would pay for itself in just a little while.
I practice intermittent fasting. The benefits are real--medically and cognitively. You will discover how much food drives our lives and our thoughts. Count the number of food commercials in a TV show. You soon realize how food, and hunger, governs the instincts of animals (and humans). Fasting isn't easy, hunger pangs are real, but the benefits are real. Search "autophagy" to learn more.
The observation that some (maybe a large) part of hunger noise these days is a function of corporate/commercial food consumption seems spot on. I wonder if she would feel the same way about her hunger/yearning if she recognized that aspect of it. It’s more like a sexual appetite that was significantly altered from what it might otherwise have been by early and ongoing exposure to online porn.
I take inspiration from my cat, who likes to smell the food, look at the food, play with the food, but then decides he doesn't want it after all. You do end up with a lot of waste, but I figure that's all part of the cat experience.
It's kind of a whole philosophy where food is used for decoration, and of course it's fun to prepare it (for someone else at times).
The actual eating, --consumption--- is the least of it.
Nice must be an interesting dinner companion.
Imagine a world where we could override our need to sleep with a medication far more powerful and long-lasting than caffeine: a new class of amphetamines ...
First day of pharmacology -- All drugs have side effects.
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