I've seen some pretty awful tactics used by various self-promoters, quacks, and other invertebrates over the years, but this one may take the organic cake.
Internet huckster Mike Adams, who ranks right up there with Crazy Joe Mercola
, in terms of spreading self-serving, harmful nonsense around the web has outdone even himself this time.
Here are four things I did not expect to happen to me on Wednesday August 13:
1) Waking up next to Scarlett Johansson
2) Bowling 300 with an Ikea bag over my head
3) Finding a bassoon in my eye
4) Getting invited to be on the Dr. Oz Show to talk about a weed killer.
The first three are admittedly unlikely, but the fourth really struck me as especially odd.
Why on earth would Dr. Oz want to talk to me? It's not like we travel in the same socioeconomic circles. He has a 400 room mansion with an unobstructed view of lower Manhattan, while I live in a refrigerator crate under the FDR Drive. I doubt we've ever been invited to the same party.
The fad du jour (and I defy you to find a non-du jour day) is something that sounds like an absolute win-win. It has all the correct buzzwords—green, sustainable, environmentally friendly, endocrine disruptors, bioaccumulation. And many more. Today it's buildings.
This is exactly what we at ACSH deal with every day in different forms. There is more than a passing similarity to the very successful promotion of organic foods, dietary supplements, and "chemical-free" (fill in the bank). This is because certain industries and trade groups take full advantage of the usual (but nonetheless effective) scare tactics and slight of hand to scare people into buying their products because of cleverly staged, feel-good, anti-scientific dogma.
You have to admire the consistency of our government, especially when it comes to protecting us.
While the TSA is strip-searching 95-year old women in wheelchairs, a janitor tripped over a box of smallpox samples that someone left in an old Budweiser cooler in some closet.
OK, this may not be strictly accurate. It could have been Bud Lite. And it wasn't really a janitor, but it really doesn't makes much difference in the grand scheme of things.
What really happened is that a bunch of sealed vials of the smallpox virus—possibly the most deadly pathogen ever—were discovered in a cardboard box in storage room, unsecured and unlocked. This is not good.
I am fortunate enough to own a small cottage on Fire Island.
The island is a barrier beach, located about five miles off the south shore of Long Island. It is a wonderful, unique place. There are no roads or cars. And no stress, which is especially astounding, since it is only 50 miles (and a short ferry trip) from Manhattan.
We may not have cars, roads or stress, but we have mosquitos— plenty of them.
We all have bad days.
Sometimes "bad" is a woefully insufficient adjective. Ask Dr. Mehmet Oz (henceforth known as The Lizard of Oz). He had a really bad day this week, courtesy of Senator Claire McCaskill (D-MO).
She is not someone you want as an enemy. She tricked The Lizard into testifying before the Senate Commerce, Science, and Transportation Committee.