Study: Compound Found In Beer Boosts Brain Function
An anonymous reader writes Researchers have found that a chemical found in hops may actually improve memory. Unfortunately, a person would need to drink 3,520 pints of beer a day to get a high enough dose of the chemical to boost their brain power. A daunting task for even the most enthusiastic Oktoberfest participant. From the article: "Researchers at Oregon State University discovered that doses of xanthohumol, a flavonoid found in hops, improved memory and thinking in a lucky group of mice. Flavonoids are a class of compounds present in plants, known to have numerous health benefits. Last year, researchers discovered that a flavonoid found in celery and artichokes could potentially fight pancreatic cancer. The researchers treated the mice with dietary supplements of xanthohumol over the course of eight weeks. Their goal was to determine if xanthohumol could affect palmitoylation, a naturally occurring process in animals (including humans) that's associated with memory degradation. The mice then went through a series of tests—including the popular Morris water maze—to gauge whether or not the treatments had improved their spatial memory and cognitive flexibility. For the younger mice in the group, it worked. But on the older mice, unfortunately, the xanthohumol didn't seem to have any effect."
So now we know why Charlie Gordon didn't stay smart - he was too old.
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A glass or two of wine/day : good
3250 beers/day : makes Amy Winehouse look sober.
Any insufficiently advanced magic is indistinguishable from technology.
Compound found in brain improves beer function.
To alcohol! The cause of - and solution to - all of life's problems.
How many boatloads in a galleon?
Shall I pour you another, my good friend?
It is said that we only make real use of about a tenth of our brain. And it has long been well known that alcohol kills brain cells.
Darwinian natural selection takes care of the rest. The weak brain cells die off, and in due time are flushed from the body. As more and more beer is consumed, more and more weak brain cells die, until the subject is left with a relatively small number of powerful, high-functioning brain cells operating in a cruft-free environment.
And thus, genius is born.
I've calculated my velocity with such exquisite precision that I have no idea where I am.
Studies notebook, checks over a few calculations, and turns to colleague: You're not going to believe this. I really am a PIG FUCKER and I really SHOULD DIE. Oh no, forgot to carry the two. I'm good. Yes. I'll have another.
For all intensive purposes, "whom" is no longer a word. That begs the question, "who cares"?