Horseradish To The Rescue

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Paradoxically Bitter by Ellen Sandbeck

Researchers have recently discovered taste receptors in an unlikely location: deep in our bronchial tubes, in the smooth muscle that controls air flow into the lungs. There are no other types of functional taste receptors in the lungs, just bitter detectors. After this discovery, the obvious question was, “What the hell are taste receptors doing in the lungs?” And the obvious (but. it turned out, wrong) answer was that since a bitter taste is often an indicator of the presence of a toxin, that those bitter receptors in the lungs must trigger a “batten down the hatches” sort of response.

The bitter-taste receptors were discovered by accident, when researchers at the University of Maryland School of Medicine were studying the lung muscle receptors that regulate airway contraction and relaxation, these are the same muscles that contract or tighten when an asthma sufferer is having an asthma attack. After the taste-receptors were discovered lurking in the lungs, the researchers exposed bitter-tasting compounds to human and mouse airway, to individual bronchial smooth muscle cells, and to asthmatic mice.

Professor Stephen Liggett, pulmonologist and the study’s senior author said: : ‘I initially thought the bitter-taste receptors in the lungs would prompt a ‘fight or flight’ response to a noxious inhalant, causing chest tightness and coughing so you would leave the toxic environment, but that’s not what we found.”

The research team tested a few standard bitter substances such as quinine and chloroquinine, and according to Dr. Liggett: ‘It turns out that the bitter compounds worked the opposite way from what we thought. They all opened the airway more profoundly than any known drug that we have for treatment of asthma or chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD).’

The researchers found that administering bitter substance in an aerosolized form relaxed the airways of asthmatic mice, while eating bitter foods or compounds did nothing to relax mouse airways.

Previous research has shown that some molecules produced by bacteria trigger bitter receptors Now researchers speculate that relaxed airways may prevent lung infections from festering: “When you get a lot of gunk in there it leads to a closed airway. That would have been fatal in the days before antibiotics,” said professor Liggett.

When I first read about this research my first reaction was: “Boy, isn’t it amazing the way that our untested assumptions about biological systems almost always turn out to be wrong?” And, “Wow! We know that asthma attacks are frequently triggered by stress. Is it possible that breathing bitter aromatics might be able to give a “relax and calm down” signal to our brains as well as to our bronchial tubes?”

I talked to my friend Traci about this, and she mentioned that she gets really giddy and euphoric when she processes horseradish in the fall. I have noticed that when I ingest extremely hot Chinese mustard, it not only clears out my entire head and sinuses with a sudden WHOOSH! it also makes me a bit silly.

Several years ago we were in Bayfield, Wisconsin, during apple picking time, cruising the backroads for wildling apple trees. These roadside trees are the offspring of very good orchard trees, so many of these apples are quite delicious. We cruise from tree to tree tasting, and when we find a variety we like, we pick until we fill up a grocery bag or box or two, then we move along. So we were happily crunching our way from tree to tree, when Addie and I stumbled upon a truly extraordinary little apple, certainly the most memorable apple variety I have ever tasted. This apple was so extremely nasty tasting, so bitter and cardboardy, that I immediately burst into hysterical laughter, and informed Addie that she had to taste it. She did, and we both laughed until we cried. We picked a couple more, and carried our precious cargo out to the road, where Walt was talking to a man who had driven up in a pickup truck. We insisted that Walt try the apple too. The taste was lingering, and so was the euphoria. It was the best and the worst apple I’ve ever eaten. After talking to Traci about the benefits of bitter, I’m beginning to think that we made a huge mistake when we neglected to cut a few twigs of scion wood off the mother tree. We actually had the Apple of Happiness within our grasp, and we tossed it aside! Who knew?

So every winter since then, Walt and I have tried to start off each morning by opening a jar of horseradish, and sniffing deeply.

Lee Drutman – Anti-Semitic propaganda was mailed to me at my home. This is not normal.

Anti-Semitic propaganda was mailed to me at my home. This is not normal.

Updated by Lee Drutman Nov 15, 2016, 12:10pm EST

On Monday, November 14, six days after Donald Trump’s election as the next president of the United States, and on the day that Trump had selected Steve Bannon to be his strategic adviser, I came home to a letter addressed to me personally, at my home.

The envelope contained four pages’ worth of anti-Semitic propaganda printed on three sheets of paper.

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This is the first time I have been personally targeted. I am Jewish, though this has never been part of my public identity. I don’t write about Jewish issues. I don’t pick fights. I am far from a television personality.

I also know I’m not alone in being targeted by elements of hate in this country.

I had to scroll through the racist acts documented in “Day 1 in Trump’s America” several times, because I couldn’t believe this was happening. I got shivers all over my body when I read David French’s moving essay about how alt-right trolls photoshopped his adopted Ethiopian daughter’s face into gas chambers “with a smiling Trump in a Nazi uniform preparing to press a button and kill her.”

I know others have experienced things far more threatening and personal than a piece of hate mail sent from more than 2,000 miles away.

I also know this man who sent me the mail, Brian Clayton Charles, is a man with a criminal record and a long history of abnormal acts. I know other Jewish journalists have received similar mailings from this man.

But what’s different now is that people like Brian Clayton Charles now have been given license to do this.

This man is not hiding. His return address is there for all the world to see. He will probably welcome this attention.

In Trump and Bannon’s America, this is a man who now feels emboldened. This is a man who feels the law and authorities will now be on his side.

I take seriously what the president of the National Policy Institute, a white nationalist think tank, told the Los Angeles Times’s Lisa Mascaro in September: “Before Trump, our identity ideas, national ideas, they had no place to go.” The editor of the Daily Stormer website similarly told her: “Virtually every alt-right Nazi I know is volunteering for the Trump campaign.”

For a long time, our society marginalized these hateful views by being clear that they were not normal. We all collectively understood that there were certain behaviors that were not okay, certain things that decent, civilized people in a modern society did not do to each other. Those norms are now being shattered.

When Trump ran for president, he gave these people a voice. He told them they had been stymied by “political correctness,” and it was perfectly appropriate for them to say all the things they had been told not to say. He shattered norms. Bannon, the man who ran Breitbart.com, built up its viewer base “by catering to the alt-right, a small but vocal fringe of white supremacists, anti-Semites, and Internet trolls,” (I’m quoting here from National Review, not some lefty site). He is now the top adviser to the president of the United States. Please take a minute to let that sink in.

It doesn’t take that many Brian Clayton Charleses to cause real havoc in this country.

This is on all of us now. We can’t allow this to be normalized. This will take courage and constant vigilance.

In the past, I might have shrugged off something like this as a random incident. Now I can’t, and I won’t.

Regardless of our identity or our ethnicity, we are all Americans. We have been a prosperous society because we have agreed on shared norms of human decency and tolerance that have allowed a remarkable diversity of people to flourish and contribute, and live in relative harmony. If we lose these norms, a dark and violent path lies ahead.

This post is part of Polyarchy, an independent blog produced by the political reform program at New America, a Washington think tank devoted to developing new ideas and new voices. See more Polyarchy posts here.

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