Discernment About Science

Do you get tired of the bouncing ball about what's healthy to eat or not? My poor Mom. I wish I could go back in time and whisper to her 'it is ok, have a little butter.' But no. And all to feed the ego of Ancel Keys. The man demonized saturated fat for decades, cherry-picked his data across seven countries when he had data from twenty-two, and my mother ate margarine. In the long run, it seems that science does temper its own worst excesses, but there is so much arrogance along the way. In this Book of Feldenkrais, I make every effort to be as discerning about the science as I do to be discerning about the way my clavicle rotates when I raise my arm.