Bitter Artist Rants, Raves and Various Observations About This Wacky Thing Called Life

A Beery Farewell To Soy

I think I have been eating too many soy products. I love soy, I eat lots of it. I actively seek out ways to add more to my diet so I can savor that Isoflavone goodness! That said, give me a sec to crack open my next beer.

Aahhh.

Now, where was I? Oh yes - soy.

So they say all soy products in the U.S. are estrogen-enhanced. Apparently It's not just limited to soy, but is in most of the food we buy these days. Frankly, I have been getting wayyy too emotional lately and, being American, therefore have a genetic need to find something or someone to blame it on. Soy gets the shaft. At least until the soy lobby comes into power.

My inner ParanoidalVoices™ (usage requires payment,thx) are telling me that it must be a government plot to further subjugate the masses. Mellow out all the super-aggressive, testosterone-loaded men while simultaneously providing every American male the opportunity to gain man-boobs! Women now get the fortune of being even moodier, wonderful new cancer dangers, and unwanted breast-reductions surgeries because of them.

Hmmm, better get a fresh one and ponder that.

Regardless of the reasons behind estrogen-enhancement, I have been an emotional wreck lately. Surely it must be from all the soy I eat. So, time to say goodbye to convenience and hello to more home cooking.

Goodbye Soy Crisps, you were a tasty, crunchy snack with good-for-you stuff like fiber and protein.

Goodbye Soy Nuts, oh how much I enjoyed eating bowls of you while watching the game.
And finally a very sad goodbye to you, Edamame. You were a warm, tasty snack I could eat late at night and not even think about your caloric content. Sigh.

Time to take a biobreak.

Goodbye soy, and your enormously estrogen-addled self. You are to blame for making me over-emotional. That's it.

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Or maybe it's just the beer.