A Matter of Life or Death.

I have an important question. You’ve read the title, you know how important this question is. I will probably end up doing the usual, but before I do that, I thought I would ask you guys for your opinion.

Every time we come up against some seemingly unsurmountable problem, nine times out of ten, someone, somewhere comes up with a solution. Some “smart Alec” (an old idiom still in regular usage) seems to have the answer right at their fingertips.
Interesting phrase that. Here is the dictionary explanation for the origin of it…

smart alec
/ˈsmɑːt alɪk/
Origin
mid 19th century: from smart + Alec, diminutive of the given name Alexander.
Back to the question, before I forget what it was.
With the possible exceptions of The Big C, that most unkind of human ailments, or the common cold, which in the scheme of things, I think should just command two small c’s.
(Although it’s fair to say, even they are being furiously worked upon as we speak, with no small degree of success so far.) Most of mankind’s problems seem to hold little or no dread fear. Indeed, it would seem to be a daily occurrence that some cure or prevention is found, of a previously unheard of disease, that has been kicked to the curb by some smart Alec or other. (See I told you it was in regular usage.)
And there’s another one, for those of you interested enough to count them, “kicked to the curb”.

Kick it to the curb

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Dismissing or get rid of someone or something as to get it out of your way or life, as like disposing refuse that you would set on curb-side.
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Also, if you kick reason to the curb, you discard reason or logic. This would mean that you are ignoring reason and logic, making decisions based on emotion instead.

Anyway, I digress.

The fact that Man, and of course I include females in this, are so inventive and inquisitive must have some bearing on how we have survived as a species for so long. I mean, perhaps if the dinosaurs had used some of their pent up aggression and boundless energy in a constructive way, maybe they could have found a way to survive the asteroid? It’s certainly a thought.

And so, at this springtime religious festival, I feel that, all people of a diabetic persuasion should, and probably are, asking the very same question.

 

So, let’s get right to it. Is there such a thing as Anti-Chocolate?

 

Finding the answer to this matter could, quite literally, be the difference between life and death. Or at the very least the saving a limb or two. We the diabetically challenged, need to know if, somewhere in the upper reaches of the Amazon jungle there is a plant or insect , that if digested, before or after the fact, negates the harmful effects of this loveliest of confections. Is there some Yoga position I don’t know about that could combat the dangerous side effects or bring about a blissful state of mind that renders the body immune?

 

If at this juncture you dare to suggest that I merely replace it with some “Diabetic Chocolate”  I would be forced to conclude that you have never sampled that dire substance. The relationship between the two is akin to Chalk and Cheese, Day and Night, Fresh Spring Water or the Sweat from a Camel’s Testicles (another three idioms. Or is it idiomi?)

 

Whatever, I have to find the answer…

…to the google machine!

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