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Ingredients in Beer as a Cancer Treatment?
ThePuceGuardian writes to tell us Biology News Net is reporting that one of the compounds found only in hops has gained rapid notice as a micronutrient that may help prevent many types of cancer. From the article: "Quite a bit is now known about the biological mechanism of action of this compound and the ways it may help prevent cancer or have other metabolic value. But even before most of those studies have been completed, efforts are under way to isolate and market it as a food supplement. A "health beer" with enhanced levels of the compound is already being developed."
Hops also contains a slightly psychoactive substance, lupulin. Few beer drinkers know that amongst all plants the closest relative of hops is cannabis.
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Division Spermatophyta (seed plants)
Class Angiospermae (flowering plants)
Sub-Class Dicotyledons (two cotyledons on seedling)
Order Urticates (elms, mulberries, nettles)
Family Cannabinaceae (hops and cannabis)
Food for thought....
Well, like other forms of battling cancer, this does have negative side-effects that could kill the host. Just as chemo can kill people if administered in incorrect amounts and WILL have serious health consequences no matter how it's administered, so does alcohol. Alcohol can become lethal, but regardless will have serious consequences when administered (some side-effects are broken arms, becoming pregnant, acting like a jack-ass and waking up next to an ugly person).
Although having said that, they have lessened the dangers in the treatment.
I can see the price of hops - and thus beer - going up now as more and more hops are used for cancer treatment.
Will the pharmaceutical companies try to regulate hops to keep the price up?
I sat down to write a new sig tonight and all I did was make the chair warm.
A little known fact (not described in the High School history books) is that the Pilgrims landed at Plymouth because they had run out of beer and needed to make more. I had always held the founders in high esteem, and this news just elevates that.
From TFA:
Damn! I guess that means I'll have to drink more Guinness. Life is so unfair!!
Made by a handfull of priests. You can only buy it at the back door of the cloister, easily located in the middle of f*cking nowhere. The bottles don't have labels, you can recognise them by the capsule. They only allow you to buy one (wooden) crate at a time. You have to promess not to resell it. If you taste it, you will realise God does love you. http://www.sintsixtus.be/eng/index2.html
10 ?"Hello World" life was simple then
A London publican once did this to me. I always love best to explore a city alone on foot, and I'd wandered into the then somewhat less than fashionable borough of Southwark (this was before the Globe Theatre reconstruction and the recycling of the old pwer station into the Tate Modern). There wasn't much happening there on a Saturday afternoon, so I decided to hike west and recross the river by the Houses of Parliament.
But first I stopped into a pub for a lunch of steak and kidney pie (mad cow be damned) and a pint. The pint turned out to be so good I had a second. Since there weren't any other customers the barman and I struck up a conversation. The pub was, as English pubs often are, comfortable and attractive yet unpretentious, and I complimented him on this.
"You don't have pubs like this in the States?" he asked.
"Not really," I replied. "Most bars are pretty seedy, or else they cater to college kids or yuppies. A few try to pretend to be like this, but they're phony. If you could transport this place to the States, it'd be a gold mine."
This pleased the barman so much he drew me a third pint. "A welcome to Britain gift," he said. Now I'm a big guy, so even though I'm not much of a drinker, a pint with lunch is a trifle. Two pints is manageable. But three put me into merchant sailor on shore leave territory. For the next hour or so, I'd step out into the street, and the warnings painted on pedestrian crossings to look to right got crosswired with an impulse to "look the wrong way," the result being I was repeatedly drifting out onto the street into the path of oncoming taxis. I nearly became a casualty to the cause of international goodwill.
However I can report that I contracted neither cancer nor mad cow disease.
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Great, so now the drug companies are going to patent beer?
"Free as in beer" tag disappearing in five, four, three, two...