No, not that buck...
The buck stops over there
One of the hazards of working at Cranky Fitness is the need to
Where's a stop sign when you need one?
Is there ever a time that you can stop learning, put your feet up, and say that's it. Stick a fork in me 'cause I'm done. No more studies ever again?
Are theories like buses?
I know the media (media here refers to the news and other information sources that are glib and superficial... as opposed to well-written, extensively researched, and incredibly witty blogs, like the ones Crabby writes) tends to come out with a new study and say "Here! That's it! This is the final answer!" And of course next week they do the same thing with a new study that turns the previous one's findings 180 from the original direction. But that's because they need to save air time for the next round of commercials. Thinking doesn't contribute to their bottom line, so why bother?
Sometimes a seeming contradiction is actually a clarification
The salt study referred to research that focused on people who exercise heavily and who also make a conscious effort to restrict their salt intake. It doesn't supplant the finding that couch potatoes need to watch it on the salty snacks. It supplements those findings. The latest research on vitamin D looks like a total contradiction of what the Skin Cancer scientists have been preaching for a couple of decades, but it's refining the original idea. They're not saying tanning until you resemble a prune is a good idea; they are suggesting that a little sun might help you.
In both cases, the studies presented conclusions that modified the previous conclusions, which requires readjusting the brain. Which is a pain. It's tempting to just think Hell, I don't like that theory. I'll ignore it and wait a few minutes until the next theory comes along.
I keep thinking that sifting through all this medical research can be compared to putting together a jigsaw puzzle: eventually we'll get the complete picture. (And then we probably won't like it and will ask for the puzzle that had the picture of the fluffy kitten instead.)
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Are decisions some kind of hot potato?
Not to sound (more than usually) paranoid, but I can't rely on someone else to do all my thinking for me. I need to make up my own mind about health issues, or political issues, or whatevah. The buck stops here. (In inflation terms, I think it's no longer a buck. More like my two cents' worth.)
Once upon a time, after I got out of school, I worked for a fancy shmancy interior designer. This woman catered to the extremely wealthy, CEOs of major corporations and such, who settled in the richest pockets of the San Francisco peninsula and wanted their mansions to reflect how rich and important they were.
It was hard to sympathize with people who would call up and scream at me because the new paint in the ballroom wasn't quite the right shade of mauve. But what really puzzled me was when people would call up and leave messages asking the designer to tell them (the client) whether or not they (the client) liked the antique chest that she (the designer) placed in their (the client's) living room.
Me, being poor, I have to make up my own mind about whether I like something or not. They'd pay her ginormous sums of money to make their decisions for them. I worry sometimes that this is how we treat scientists.
I'm curious -- how do you handle the information deluge? How many people have tuned out all the latest "findings" and do whatever they feel like?
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