Yesterday afternoon I got wind of the story. Here’s one.
A Nashville neurosurgeon was escorted off a Carnival Cruise Line ship Sunday after a post on Twitter led authorities to believe the doctor was planning a bioterrorist attack.
The tweet appeared to come from Dr. Jack Kruse and made it seem as though he was in possession of a vial of harmful bacteria.
Posted on Sunday morning, the tweet read, “Security confiscated dynamite. talk won’t be as explosive as one at PaleoFx. still have vial of Legionnaires for epic biohack. #lccruise12.”
In addition, Carnival was contacted by a caller named “Lance” who informed them a doctor aboard the Carnival Magic was planning a viral bio-hack.
Jack was interviewed on video by three Nashville news stations last evening. Here’s the videos. They’re the 2nd, 3rd, & 4th.
Of course, my whole deal with Jack really began a shitstorm when I posted this in early April: Jack Kruse: Neurosurgeon. Leptin Reset and Cold Thermogenesis. Controversy. It stands at 938 comments, a record for the blog. It also strained personal friendships in some cases and apparently ended them in others, but not instigated by me.
In some respect which I guess I understand, “it’s either Jack Kruse or me,” can’t have it both ways. And as well, I have a longstanding “ethic” in the way I blog about Paleo and even LC which may not be apparent because of my frequent attack dog modality: I don’t go after my own (unless they go after me first). It’s a target rich environment out there, I have plenty to keep me occupied, and the very last thing I see myself as is some sort of custodian or high priest of Proper Paleo Doctrine (TM). Hell, it’s the exact opposite: you’re on your own, and the very first thing you need to do is stop asking self-appointed “authorities” what to do—and that in includes this asshole sitting right here typing.
There seems to be an increasing number of blogs and posts on blogs and comment threads on posts on blogs devoted to tearing down the unrighteous on whatever grounds seem convenient. Count me out. Popular targets are Jimmy Moore and Jack Kruse. I was just reading one comment thread on a blog this last Sunday about the “vile, evil, fat, hypocritical, money-whore” Jimmy Moore, and while the post itself made some decent observations and criticisms (we could all use a little humbling touch-up, now and then), the comments were to me just seething with spite, envy, and whatever other unhealthy piling on and emotions you can name…as though dog-pile tearing something down of value—irrespective of the warts and pimples on the person who created it—is somehow more noble, creative, hard-working, and value driven than the creating, itself.
I call that “fake self-esteem,” the fooling one’s self that in tearing down something of value to others, it’s tantamount to, or even greater than the building of that value itself. Some people seem to have the notion that if something is not of particular value to them, then it’s a dis-value—not only to them, but by projection and extension, a dis-value to everyone, and a blight on the universe itself.
Count me out, at least in the context of Paleo and LC.
Alright, about Jack. Early on in this thing I listened to a lot of negative commentary about the guy. I agree with some of it, disagree with some of it, and I most certainly don’t particularly care for Jack’s seeming hyperbole, Savior stuff, Holy Grail approach to what he’s raised awareness about, namely: Leptin Reset and Cold Thermogenesis. But one simply has to be blind if they don’t see that both have been beneficial to a lot of people—a value. That matters a lot to me, far more so than his approach, which is far from my approach.
People say he lies. I say that everybody lies, and that honesty is a spectrum that begins with one’s self. One of the reasons, I believe, that I’ve escaped some of these sorts of criticisms on others’ blogs is because I do my damnedest to be honest, like this:
…I promise you that the 3 cunts behind it will regret it.
That was a follow-up Tweet last evening, after I had learned the news and was angry. I’ve had time, space, and the council of a couple of prominent Paleo peeps I count as friends, such that I now regret it as a massive, dick-stepping fuck up.
I apologize, particularly to anyone who may have insinuated that I was accusing them. The fact is: I do not know who was behind it, but that Tweet makes it appear as though I do, and that is wrong. I was wrong, plain, simple, and easy. And I always hate to be wrong and stupid…but the only thing to do when you’re either, or both, is to stop being wrong and stupid moving forward. So that’s what I’m doing.
I am cognizant of the possibility or probability that Paleo may soon move into the mainstream, and will most assuredly eclipse Low Carb as a more flexible, sound, integrated approach: simply because it does not and should not restrict and vilify one single macronutrient: carbohydrate.
But I think it should move into that mainstream with many varied voices, being as non-doctrinal/catechism as can be. There ought to be a lot of disagreement. There really ought not be, in my view, a lot of hand-wringing over such disagreements. My friend Mark Sisson is perhaps the poster child for such an ethic. He never trashes anyone. Should he disagree with someone, he’ll just create a post about what he thinks is right or wrong. And he has gone out of his way to promote many, many voices of Paleo/Primal.
When it does go into the mainstream, one voice ought to be Jack Kruse, the Lunatic. And another, Jimmy Moore, the Fat Bastard. Richard Nikoley, the Angry Dick. Kurt Harris, the Most Popular Non-Blogger. Michael Eades, the Gentleman Doctor. Anthony Colpo, the Proctologist. Melissa McEwen, the Emotional Anthropologist. Emily Deans, the EvoShrink. That Paleo Guy, that Paleo Guy. Mark Sisson, that Everyone’s Friend …And even Evelyn at Carb Sane, who seems to be able to detect all pimples on all asses. And you, the commenters, lovers and haters alike.
You get to decide.