Transparency is big these days, especially in our industry. Millions of U.S. shoppers are drawn to natural and organic products in the first place because they want to know exactly what’s in their food, how companies are treating the environment and how growers are compensated.
The thing I hate most about visiting the doctor is being reduced to a number. In the race to get to the next patient, far too many physicians scan the “high” or “low” column of a lab report, not even caring to look at the numbers within the range or consider other factors that affect a patient’s health. Instead, they swiftly move to the prescription pad faster than you can say, “Take two, and call me in the morning.”
How much potassium do you think you get daily? The full 4.7 g/day that the Institute of Medicine suggests? If the trend from a recent survey holds, probably 61% of you believe you consume this amount every day—and nearly all of you are dead wrong.
No matter how dense the crowds may get at the local department store’s makeup counters, one thing never fails to stop me in my tracks: the scent of Shalimar by Guerlain. It’s my mother’s favorite perfume and I would know it anywhere, partly for its sophisticated and elegant fragrance and partly for the warm feelings I get when I smell it and think of her.
Given the flood of information that deluges us daily, it’s too bad we can’t close the floodgates when the muck comes to the surface. It would have been helpful, for instance, to shut out the recent news reports covering a sketchy study that links fish oil with prostate cancer.
About one in three U.S. adults is obese and about 18% of children (ages six through 19) also fall into this category (1, 2). This doesn’t even count those who are overweight. Hardly anyone will disagree that obesity is a serious problem in the United States. But, is the answer to classify obesity as a disease?
Ms. Brown decided to work late one night in the lab. She walked quickly through the dark, empty halls on her way back from the ladies room. She unlocked the door to her empty corner of the lab, fumbling an oversized handbag in one hand and an electronic keycard in the other. As she set her bag down on the counter, Brown noticed a closet door she swore was closed when she left was now slightly ajar.