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Originally Posted by SaySay  The Plant Poison site is the one I visited. There WAS a lot of information there, about autism, chemicals in food, all sorts of stuff - granted I did not poke around for long, so I can't confirm or deny the accuracy or research corroborating any such claims. I was looking specifically for information proving that veganism is evil and unhealthy. |
Oh, I get it—I took your original comment to mean that you didn't find anything at all.
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Just a personal diatribe by someone who quite obviously was attempting to construct faulty moral arguments in order to support their desire to continue eating meat.
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It may seem like moral arguments, but remember, the site is mostly about the chemicals contained in
fruits and
vegetables.
She's extremely sensitive to a lot of them, and has come to find, through painful trial and error (she used to be a vegetarian), that a high fat, moderate protein diet works best for her.
She goes into her diet journey in her post, "
What’s Your Story?":"At some point I made the connection. The vegetables. I had been avoiding some of them because I felt they were ’sulphurous’ - the crucifer family. Before Christmas I had been avoiding all green vegetables because, to be frank, I was tired of pushing myself to ‘eat healthily’ and I had got into a mindset that if I didn’t like it, I wouldn’t damn well eat it.
I rallied and rounded my sights on vegetables. What really amazed me was how many people wrote vile things to me about the article at the above link. I only got one positive comment. Everyone is really brainwashed into thinking that vegetables are ‘good for you’. It’s no wonder people like me suffer for so long. No one even considers that vegetables might be a bad idea. I remember talking to someone about my eczema as I ate a plate of salad, saying “at least there’s nothing in this that I’ll react to.” More fool me!"
She explains some more of her problems in "
Why kids don’t eat their greens":Bitter Almonds
Cyanide is another interesting chemical that some of us can or cannot smell and taste. It is bitter in flavour and has an almond-like odour. About forty percent of the population can’t smell cyanide at all because they lack the gene to do so. Certain bacteria, fungi, and algae produce cyanide compounds that serve as a defence against being eaten by animals.
Why Don’t I Like Salads?
J. and I are also “supertasters.” A supertaster can taste two chemicals, phenylthiocarbamide (PTC) and 6-n-propylthiouracil (PROP). About 25% of people taste these chemicals as a very bitter taste. Another 50% can taste them mildly, and the last 25% can’t taste them at all. Supertasters can taste a bitter substance in the following foods:
[long list of stuff]
Picky Eating
It’s a well-known universal truth that children hate eating their greens, and not without foundation. I can taste the bitterness in PTU/PROP containing foods; it’s why as a child and teenager I disliked tea, coffee, beer and wine, salads, all of the green vegetables listed, and I found olives and grapefruit downright revolting. As a vegetarian teenager I found soy products to be beyond disgusting and pleaded with my mother for her not to buy them for me.
But there was more to my dislike of foods than bitter tastes. I also disliked fruit intensely, yet curiously I never had any problems eating a sugar-loaded breakfast cereal. Bread (which contains soy and yeast), was only made edible with the addition of jam (seedless, the seeds were chewy and bitter); I refused the crusts because they tasted burnt, and wholemeal was completely inedible. I always gagged at the sick-smell and taste of both meat pies and cheese and tomato lasagna.
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I think that the big clue in my relationship with my Mum over food, is that one day my family all sat down to a dessert of grapefruit, and my Mum was the only one who could actually eat it. We all declared it bitter, but I actually reacted very violently, gagging and spitting mine out and declaring it (rather precociously) to taste like cat’s piss. If only we had known about supertasting, maybe my childhood mealtimes would have been less of a battleground.