Mystic Socks
So 'detox' is a myth. And, I guess, my Richard James socks were not delivered by Santa. Oh and, in spite of L'Oreal's claims to the contrary, we are not worth it. I like this quote from Alice Tuff of Sense About Science - 'It is ridiculous that we're seeing a return to mystical properties being claimed for products in the 21st century....' As opposed, I presume, to all those other centuries when nobody claimed any mystical properties for any products. And another thing, Alice, my socks have helped me find inner peace, but it doesn't come cheap.

8 Comments:
At January 05, 2009 12:26 PM,
Kurt said…
Bryan, your link re detox is to the wrong article, and a good thing too. The BBC's piece on Islamic science is far more interesting
At January 05, 2009 12:29 PM,
Bryan Appleyard said…
Thanks, Kurt, now corrected. I wasn't sure what to say about Islamic science.
At January 05, 2009 12:32 PM,
passer by said…
I got a posh coffee machine for my birthday in Sept, (not that I drink a lot of coffee, unto them about 1 a week) but ive noticed since having an espresso once a day, my appetite is much more under control and I burn a lot more Cals at the gym much easier than before, and ive lost over 1 stone since Sept. Prior to that I would go to the gym 2 or 3 times a week with one big swimming session and my weight for 3 years has been pretty much static, a muscular 15 stone now I am a athletic 14 and dropping.
Maybe we should Toxup the fat kids the government are worried about with caffeine, the worlds most popular drug? the oldies are always the goodies hey?
At January 05, 2009 12:33 PM,
Mark said…
The mystery of "detox" is why anyone should think eating perfectly healthy food is somehow toxic to the body. As for socks, I do my best to find inner peace but reality always ends up poking through boom boom. Alternatively, Ride magazine suggests we all "get wired" and use an electrically heated inner sole which you can power from a battery cunningly hidden inside your cowboy boots, though folks with a taste for tight-fitting clothes may find this a tad uncomfortable. Hmmn, peace comes from a terminal marked "+". Toasty!
At January 05, 2009 1:05 PM,
ian russell said…
Yes, whatever happened to the Trades Description Act? Apart from that a fool and his money should be free to part as they wish.
At January 05, 2009 3:58 PM,
malty said…
Glencoe's Clachaig Inn was serving a wonderfully toxic breakfast last weekend, all local produce, boar bacon, boar sausage, haggis, local mushrooms and eggs, the detox took place in the bar in the evenings, quantities of Talisker and Bruichladdich being the preferred method, are you listening India Knight.
Posh socks eh Mr A, try SealSkinz waterdichte sokken, made in King's Lynn, guaranteed to keep your tootsies dry, £25 a pair.
At January 06, 2009 3:56 AM,
Duck said…
Religion and junk medicine have both made a killing on human nature's preoccupation with contamination and impurity. Just the idea of viscous muck clogging up the crevices of one's intestines will sell a bottle of questionable pills, no questions asked.
The detox mullahs remind me of the people who wrote these words of wisdom.
At January 06, 2009 3:04 PM,
HT said…
I blame Carol Vorderman myself. You'd think a Cambridge graduate would have more sense. Ah yes, that was it; there's money to be made selling snake oil.
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