Reader Bryan emailed this last night. At first, I thought it was going to be a story of someone who went the standard ADA & drug company-partnership route, to gradually get people to pop more Metformin, Glucophage, et al, until that glorious day when the pill alone is insufficient and they have to start on the needle.
Then, of course, the gentleman in this video — not to be anyone's fool — would get on the internet — maybe he joins Dr. Bernstein's forum and leans from other enlightened T2s — educate himself, and finally tell the ADA and the drug companies to go prey on someone else. He cures his own T2, as thousands have done via high fat, low carb diets, takes off a bunch of weight, and lives happily ever after.
Clue number one? He's still obese and sporting the classic visceral belly fat that's so strongly associated with heart attack and death in men (GOINSULIN!). Now, here you go, parts two and three, each about two minutes. Part two is: Greg's Triumph: Overcoming Insulin and Diabetes Fears. No, he didn't triumph over a condition that's curable for almost all T2s; he "triumphed" over his rational fear of sticking himself with a needle so he can continue to chow down on the deli sandwiches, chips, and sodas.
Wanna guess? Part three: Greg's Happiness: "Insulin Is Just Something I Do". GOINSULIN! GO 49ers! Go Giants! Go Go Go. Go Good Food. Go Great sleep. Go good job. GOINSULIN! It's all just something we do. We're not worried. We're happy. It's what we've hoped for!
Just a little pinprick.
— Pink Floyd; Comfortably Numb