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The low-fat diet trend is killing Americans.
Weight-loss companies like Weight Watchers would have you believe that fat is the root of all your health problems. People think they need to stop eating all fats... including the ones we need to keep our bodies functioning properly.
There's a chemical in nearly every cosmetic you own that may be giving you cancer (and other health problems)...
I'm talking about "parabens."
Doc's note: I travel the world with a backpack. In recent months, I've visited Vancouver, California, and Italy... all with my 10-year old Targus backpack.
It holds all my essentials you'd probably travel with... laptop, iPod, headphones, passport, money, and a few other odds and ends. (I also carry some magic tricks around, to the delight of my friends' kids.)
You've probably taken a spoonful of this "cure all"...
In the 1850s, a few chemists started producing cod liver oil as a medicine. It had been a popular remedy for decades, but it took a Norwegian man named Peter Moller to figure out how to extract the oil in large quantities.
Last year, the Nanny Police declared war on my favorite breakfast food.
If you remember the headlines, media everywhere shouted that bacon caused cancer on the same level as cigarettes.
You could be killing yourself and not even know it...
Research shows nearly 80% of people take supplements occasionally. Close to 60% of people think supplements are safer than prescription or over-the-counter medications and that supplements sold in "health" stores and online are proven safe...
I remember experiencing debilitating back pain twice in my life.
The first time was my junior year of college. I was driving from North Carolina to Minnesota with a friend. We spent two days in a low-to-the-ground Mercedes. By the time we got to Minnesota, I couldn't even stand up straight.
The long syringe of anesthetic... the minty grit of cleaning paste... the high-pitched whirr of the drill...
For many folks, all these are merely a prelude to the worst part of a dentist visit:
During World War II, Joe served his country working as a fire warden in the Navy's shipyards in Norfolk, Virginia.
After the war, his family remembers him as a strong, vigorous man: working in his woodshop, fixing things around the house, painting, and playing the violin and mandolin.