From a nutritional standpoint, yes – assuming that we’re just talking about corn syrup. And assuming sweetener levels are the same.
Except they’re not. Not only is the corn itself sweeter, but for the stuff they put it in, they’re putting in more, and in different things. Recall that “low-fat” often means “high-sugar”.
I don’t eat a lot of processed foods anymore because of allergies. When I do have some, it’s the sugar I notice, even in the supposedly savoury stuff.
It’s high-fructose corn syrup, so it’s not the same.
Something like 30% of the population has limited fructose absorption, and excess fructose interferes with tryptophan absorption, and other nutrients, which is why eating fruit can lead to bloating, diarrhea, migraines, etc.
So the whole debacle could have been prevented by: a) an MP double-checking the veracity of the statement before making political hay with it and b) journalists delving into the story (“how does one use Vegemite to make hooch? Oh, in practical terms you can’t? Sounds like an angle to me.”) instead of just parroting the MP.
We hear a lot about deadline pressures in a 24 hour news cycle, but this one would have taken just a few phone calls.
I don’t see the distinction between always-defecting and not-playing. If you can’t control the existence of a game, all you can control is whether you contribute or not. Whether you walk away or decide to always defect, the end result is the player stops contributing.
IMO, what’s missing in the model is the ability to determine and communicate what kind of player someone is, so that the “Always cheats” automatically start on the back foot in their next interaction.
I went to see Jarboe once, in the late 90s (she was in the Swans for years, and is a fixture on the local, underground music scene in ATL). She had an opening act, whose name I can’t remember… they played like 3 “songs” or pieces of performance art… one song was about corn, and my husband and I can still sing the song… “we’re still eating corn…” was the chorus.
I don’t know what to think of this. Except that it was 1958, this boy is 13 and white, and not expected to know what “whistle bait” is, much less to be singing about it; why did this happen? Well, so someone else could make money off of it, DUH HUH! And the sister? I feel sorry for her.
Arborists Have Cloned Ancient Redwoods From Their Massive Stumps
A team of arborists has successfully cloned and grown saplings from the stumps of some of the world’s oldest and largest coast redwoods, some of which were 3,000 years old and measured 35 feet in diameter when they were cut down in the 19th and 20th centuries. Earlier this month, 75 of the cloned saplings were planted at the Presidio national park in San Francisco.
I have a thing about trees and all the damage we’re doing to the natural world, and this makes me feel a strange mix of emotions. Part of it’s relief. Part is, dare I hope. Part is the return of usually-suppressed anger over our inherent short-sightedness, so evident in our current crisis.