Paleo Diet
(May 25, 2011)

I tried writing this essay about a month ago, but ended up veering off into some strange territory, accentuated by a massive clothing donation to Goodwill, an excursion into minimalist philosophy, and—ten paragraphs later—finally mentioning Primal/Paleo. This wasn’t the only false start either: I appear to have put off these kinds of introspective pursuits in favor of hedonistic or practical pursuits, and it seems that guitar, windsurfing, and involvement with the local food community have been filling the same gaps that, say, sitting down and blasting out a blog post used to occupy.

However, now I find myself sitting in a Firestone waiting for my car wheels to get balanced, so let this be my opportunity to finally get some thoughts about my Paleo-anniversary out.

I’ve been Paleo for over a year now in name, but I must admit that a lot of this year has been bumbling and experimenting; in fact, for the first months that I started a Paleo diet, it was probably akin to a Faileo diet (see this post by Melissa McEwen of Hunt.Gather.Love). That’s not to say that it was a complete waste of time—despite not being truly Paleo, Faileo is still a big step in the right direction on the “real food” continuum. As such, my last rave about Paleo reflects an intuitive, albeit superficial understanding of the new world I’ve adopted.

Since then, I’ve done a tremendous amount of reading, learning, and debating to end up where I am now. Although when I say it like that, it makes it seem like I’ve “found the sweet spot” or something, but that’s actually probably not true. You see, unlike many other food communities, the Paleo community is all about learning, admitting mistakes, and adjusting. Accordingly, I’m sure I will continue to refine my approach as I continue to learn more about food and my body.

So let me take a moment to define what my version of Paleo currently looks like. Or actually, let me explain first why I can even say “my version of Paleo,” since a lot of people seem to overlook this point: one of my big realizations this year has been that there is no The Paleo Diet. This unfortunate misconception has not been helped by books adopting titles such as “The Paleo Diet,” or “The Paleo Solution,” or “The Primal Blueprint.” This is not an attack against the authors of said books, since they have all proven to be excellent resources—I’m just pointing out the subliminal effects of the book titles. The sum of all this is that it accidentally portrays eating Paleo as following some prescriptive diet, when in fact it’s really a diet framework from which you derive a diet that is satisfactory for you, which is how I now think of it.

The way I’ve started to describe Paleo these days is something akin to “a whole, unprocessed, real foods diet that excludes things known to cause disease and problems in humans, such as grains, dairy, legumes, and foods/ingredients that had to go through a factory.” I also like to emphasize immediately afterwards that this framework is not dogmatic—it is up to each individual to weigh the evidence against these foods against the evidence or emotional preference for these foods. For instance, a lot of paleo folks eat dairy, and some even eat white rice. It’s not about depriving yourself in the name of “eating right.” In the long run, the stress from constantly fighting your simplest desires is probably worse for you than just eating a little of that food here and there. Personally, being strict and disciplined is actually a source of pride and contentment (yeah… you know me), so I literally get more joy from staying 100% Paleo than “cheating”; consequently, it makes sense for me to never “cheat,” whereas for others it does. It’s really no big deal either way since you’re just trying to achieve a livable lifestyle that you can identify with for the rest of your life. I’m certainly not going to judge you, even though I appear to most folks as being “really intense” about Paleo. The thing is, people who know me know that I’m really intense about everything, so I’m really just being consistent here.

With that redefinition out of the way, I should also mention that I’ve really taken to the ethics of Paleo, which is probably a more specialized concern relative to the community at large. Incidentally, Paleo ethics have arguably become more important to me than the nutritional aspects; however, I don’t mean to introduce a false dichotomy here, because the ethics of Paleo (i.e. nature’s way) tends to produce the optimal result anyway. So what does that mean practically? Well, over the past few months, I’ve sourced all my meat from local (within Texas) farmers that raise their animals humanely, to the point of opting out of industry meat completely. Given that such a large portion of my diet is animal-based, this particular insistence on local pastured meats has put me a long way towards my goal of opting out of the industrial food grid as a whole. Given that this is one of my goals, it really ticks me off when certain people (you know who you are) give me dirty looks because I eat a lot of meat. News flash: eating meat and endorsing the industrial death machine is not the same thing.

Speaking of industrial death machine, this takes me to a second point, which is that there is no consistent ethics today in which eating grains makes sense. Even if we were to ignore the nutritional problems of grains, the ethics of the current situation are pretty glaring, and represent a real monkey-wrench in any moral/ethics system that claims to be righteous. Simply put, grain agriculture is inherently not sustainable, nor morally justifiable. I don’t just mean that in the context of our disastrous food politics and petroleum-based agriculture—I mean that in the natural mechanics sense. Think about what agriculture really is: it’s man declaring that a particular ecosystem is unfit for his needs, and then proceeding to eradicate the life he deems to be unfit and replacing it with some pet species. He then destroys river systems to feed his thirsty fields, ruining countless other ecosystems. Combine that with an insatiable thirst for petroleum (dead animals) and pesticides (more dead animals) in today’s industrial grain agriculture, then suddenly Mr. Wheatie is Osama Bin Laden. Except Mr. Wheatie is still alive and killing. You don’t see the blood on your cupcake, but I see the blood on my roast.

Ultimately, I can’t do this topic justice in this one paragraph, so I encourage you to get in touch with me if you are baffled by my claims. I have yet to meet anyone who has successfully argued for industrial grain agriculture and the status quo, and would love to hear intelligent points from another perspective. Additionally, I would like to give credit to Lierre Keith’s book “The Vegetarian Myth” for synthesizing so eloquently the murky ideas I originally had about grains, and making the argument so persuasively against industrial agriculture. Just to be crystal clear: neither the grain industry nor meat industry are forgivable; however, I can show you easily accessible, sustainably raised, ethical pastured meat that is not part of that industry. Can you show me the same for grains?

But that’s enough diatribe for now—I get really passionate when I talk about the ethics in particular. Instead, let me tell you more about some specific concepts that I think are the key to my current primal lifestyle: hormesis, randomness, and acuity.

  1. Hormesis is a fancy name for a familiar concept: “too much of a good thing is a bad thing.” It basically says that the beneficial effects of something wear off as the dose increases, and in some cases becoming dangerous (but not necessarily so). (For the pedants out there, this is not technically accurate, but this definition will suffice for the topic at hand).
  2. Randomness is obvious, but implementing it can be hard. Humans are not inherently random, so it helps to have a natural source of randomness.
  3. Acuity is all about short bursts of intensity: lengthy droning is bad, sharp but short bursts are good. It’s actually not a stretch to say that hormesis and acuity are intimately related.

Using these three concepts, I’m going to show how I use them as a guideline to figure out my response to some seemingly unrelated topics that the Paleo community has been debating about recently:

Alright, well this expose is getting to be quite long, and I didn’t even get to talk about some of the crazier-sounding stuff I’ve started to do this past year (crazy in the sense that it goes against Conventional Wisdom). We’re talking no soap, no shampoo, cold showers, basically no fruits or nuts, a penchant for barefooting, lobbying on the State Capitol… But maybe it’s actually a good time to call it quits, while you still think that I haven’t completely gone off the deep end. For my wonderful readers out there, I promise to write more about all this stuff in the future. You see, Paleo is something I live and think about 24/7, so trying to write an epic one-year anniversary essay was probably an ill-fated endeavor to begin with.

Thanks for reading! Remember that there are few things more satisfying than being able to express your genetic potential to its fullest!