[88108] in Discussion of MIT-community interests
Could this be your Diabetes Solution?
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Dr Wonder)
Mon Sep 5 09:35:26 2016
Date: Mon, 5 Sep 2016 11:25:57 -0400
From: "Dr Wonder" <dr.wonder@lovpb.com>
To: <mit-talk-mtg@charon.mit.edu>
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e=3D"font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px"> A mirac=
le that could<span class=3D"Apple-converted-space"> </span><span clas=
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">reverse</span><span class=3D"Apple-converted-space"> </span>your<sp=
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an><span class=3D"Apple-converted-space"> </span>forever<br /> in jus=
t a few weeks...</span></p>=20
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font-size: medium; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "> <span styl=
e=3D"font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px"> Yet why=
is the medical establishment so afraid of <br /> publishing this rem=
arkable recovery? </span></p>=20
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e=3D"font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px"> One can=
only speculate...</span></p>=20
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font-size: medium; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "> <span styl=
e=3D"font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px"> Fortuna=
tely, one brave researcher on the team couldn't take it anymore, and =
released the findings on the web for a short time...</span></p>=20
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e=3D"font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px"> ...even=
though he was fully aware that he might get into serious trouble bec=
ause of this.</span></p>=20
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font-size: medium; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "> <span styl=
e=3D"font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px"> He also=
released the exact protocol used to<span class=3D"Apple-converted-space">&=
nbsp; </span><span class=3D"il" style=3D"color: rgb(34, 34, 34); backgro=
und: rgb(255, 255, 204)">reverse</span> <span class=3D"il" style=3D"c=
olor: rgb(34, 34, 34); background: rgb(255, 255, 204)">diabetes</span><s=
pan class=3D"Apple-converted-space"> </span>in just a few weeks from =
today, and more than 41,000 of his patients already successfully eliminated=
their<span class=3D"Apple-converted-space"> </span><span class=3D"il=
" style=3D"color: rgb(34, 34, 34); background: rgb(255, 255, 204)">diabe=
tes</span>...</span></p>=20
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e=3D"font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px"> <a targ=
et=3D"_blank" style=3D"color: rgb(17, 85, 204); " href=3D"http://www.lovpb.com/modernized-laborer/77486Ei5k74Q104ChvVdVKyxdhVtFMuKmji0hvV0ONW3e1"> &g=
t; > View This<span class=3D"Apple-converted-space"> </span><span =
class=3D"il" style=3D"color: rgb(34, 34, 34); background: rgb(255, 255, =
204)">Diabetes</span><span class=3D"Apple-converted-space"> </span>Br=
eakthrough Before It's Taken Down < < </a></span></p>=20
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font-size: medium; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "> <span styl=
e=3D"font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px"> You wil=
l also learn....</span></p>=20
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font-size: medium; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "> <span styl=
e=3D"font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px"> Why dia=
betics medications actually<br /> can do a lot more harm than good...</span=
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font-size: medium; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "> <span styl=
e=3D"font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px"> And how=
to eliminate your <span class=3D"il" style=3D"color: rgb(34, 34, 34); b=
ackground: rgb(255, 255, 204)"> diabetes</span><span class=3D"Apple-convert=
ed-space"> </span>by attacking real root cause.</span></p>=20
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spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-family: Times; =
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e=3D"font-family: verdana, geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 15px"> <a targ=
et=3D"_blank" style=3D"color: rgb(17, 85, 204); " href=3D"http://www.lovpb.com/modernized-laborer/77486Ei5k74Q104ChvVdVKyxdhVtFMuKmji0hvV0ONW3e1"> &g=
t; > Eliminate The Root Cause Of<span class=3D"Apple-converted-space">&n=
bsp; </span><span class=3D"il" style=3D"color: rgb(34, 34, 34); backgrou=
nd: rgb(255, 255, 204)">Diabetes</span><span class=3D"Apple-converted-space=
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<p>Could this be your Diabetes Solution?<br /> Thus ended the first act =
of the comedy; the second began the next morning. I was just getting up, wh=
en I heard a noise at the street door, and on putting my head out of the wi=
ndow I saw Pocchini, the scoundrel who had robbed me at Stuttgart trying to=
get into my house. I cried out wrathfully that I would have nothing to do =
with him, and slammed down my window. A little later Goudar put in an appea=
rance. He had got a copy of the St. James's Chronicle, containing a brief r=
eport of my arrest, and of my being set a liberty under a bail of eighty gu=
ineas. My name and the lady's were disguised, but Rostaing and Bottarelli w=
ere set down plainly, and the editor praised their conduct. I felt as if I =
should like to know Bottarelli, and begged Goudar to take me to him, and Ma=
rtinelli, happening to call just then, said he would come with us. We enter=
ed a wretched room on the third floor of a wretched house, and there we beh=
eld a picture of the greatest misery. A woman and five children clothed in =
rags formed the foreground, and in the background was Bottarelli, in an old=
dressing-gown, writing at a table worthy of Philemon and Baucis. He rose a=
s we came in, and the sight of him moved me to compassion. I said,-- "=
Do you know me, sir?" "No, sir, I do not." "I am Casano=
va, against whom you bore false witness; whom you tried to cast into Newgat=
e." "I am very sorry, but look around you and say what choice hav=
e I? I have no bread to give my children. I will do as much in your favour =
another time for nothing." "Are you not afraid of the gallows?&qu=
ot; "No, for perjury is not punished with death; besides it is very di=
fficult to prove." "I have heard you are a poet." "Yes.=
I have lengthened the Didone and abridged the Demetrio." "You ar=
e a great poet, indeed!" I felt more contempt than hatred for the rasc=
al, and gave his wife a guinea, for which she presented me with a wretched =
pamphlet by her husband: "The Secrets of the Freemasons Displayed.&quo=
t; Bottarelli had been a monk in his native city, Pisa, and had fled to Eng=
land with his wife, who had been a nun. About this time M. de Saa surprised=
me by giving me a letter from my fair Portuguese, which confirmed the sad =
fate of poor Clairmont. Pauline said she was married to Count Al----. I was=
astonished to hear M. de Saa observe that he had known all about Pauline f=
rom the moment she arrived in London. That is the hobby of all diplomatists=
; they like people to believe that they are omniscient. However, M. de Saa =
was a man of worth and talent, and one could excuse this weakness as an inc=
ident inseparable from his profession; while most diplomatists only make th=
emselves ridiculous by their assumption of universal knowledge. M. de Saa h=
ad been almost as badly treated by the Charpillon as myself, and we might h=
ave condoled with one another, but the subject was not mentioned. A few day=
s afterwards, as I was walking idly about, I passed a place called the Parr=
ot Market. As I was amusing myself by looking at these curious birds, I saw=
a fine young one in a cage, and asked what language it spoke. They told me=
that it was quite young and did not speak at all yet, so I bought it for t=
en guineas. I thought I would teach the bird a pretty speech, so I had the =
cage hung by my bed, and repeated dozens of times every day the following s=
entence: "The Charpillon is a bigger wh--e than her mother." The =
only end I had in view was my private amusement, and in a fortnight the bir=
d had learnt the phrase with the utmost exactness; and every time it uttere=
d the words it accompanied them with a shriek of laughter which I had not t=
aught it, but which made me laugh myself. One day Gondar heard the bird, an=
d told me that if I sent it to the Exchange I should certainly get fifty gu=
ineas for it. I welcomed the idea, and resolved to make the parrot the inst=
rument of my vengeance against the woman who had treated me so badly. I sec=
ured myself from fear of the law, which is severe in such cases, by entrust=
ing the bird to my negro, to whom such merchandise was very suitable. For t=
he first two or three days my parrot did not attract much attention, its ob=
servations being in French; but as soon as those who knew the subject of th=
em had heard it, its audience increased and bids were made. Fifty guineas s=
eemed rather too much, and my negro wanted me to lower the price, but I wou=
ld not agree, having fallen in love with this odd revenge. In the course of=
a week Goudar came to inform me of the effect the parrot's criticism had p=
roduced in the Charpillon family. As the vendor was my negro, there could b=
e no doubt as to whom it belonged, and who had been its master of languages=
Goudar said that the Charpillon thought my vengeance very ingenious, but =
that the mother and aunts were furious. They had consulted several counsel,=
who agreed in saying that a parrot could not be indicted for libel, but th=
at they could make me pay dearly for my jest if they could prove that I had=
been the bird's instructor. Goudar warned me to be careful of owning to th=
e fact, as two witnesses would suffice to undo me. The facility with which =
false witnesses may be produced in London is something dreadful. I have mys=
elf seen the word evidence written in large characters in a window; this is=
as much as to say that false witnesses may be procured within. The St. Jam=
es's Chronicle contained an article on my parrot, in which the writer remar=
ked that the ladies whom the bird insulted must be very poor and friendless=
, or they would have bought it at once, and have thus prevented the thing f=
rom becoming the talk of the town. He added,-- "The teacher of the par=
rot has no doubt made the bird an instrument of his vengeance, and has disp=
layed his wit in doing so; he ought to be an Englishman." I met my goo=
d friend Edgar, and asked him why he had not bought the little slanderer. &=
quot;Because it delights all who know anything about the object of the slan=
der," said he. At last Jarbe found a purchaser for fifty guineas, and =
I heard afterwards that Lord Grosvenor had bought it to please the Charpill=
on, with whom he occasionally diverted himself. Thus my relations with that=
girl came to an end. I have seen her since with the greatest indifference,=
and without any renewal of the old pain. One day, as I was going into St. =
James's Park, I saw two girls drinking milk in a room on the ground floor o=
f a house. They called out to me, but not knowing them I passed on my way. =
However, a young officer of my acquaintance came after me and said they wer=
e Italians, and being curious to see them I retracted my steps. When I ente=
red the room I was accosted by the scoundrelly Pocchini, dressed in a milit=
ary uniform, who said he had the honour of introducing me to his daughters.=
"Indeed," said I, "I remember two other daughters of yours =
robbing me of a snuff-box and two watches at Stuttgart." "You lie=
!" said the impudent rascal. I gave him no verbal answer, but took up =
a glass of milk and flung it in his face, and then left the room without mo=
re ado. I was without my sword. The young officer who had brought me into t=
he place followed me and told me I must not go without giving his friend so=
me satisfaction. "Tell him to come out, and do you escort him to the G=
reen Park, and I shall have the pleasure of giving him a caning in your pre=
sence, unless you would like to fight for him; if so, you must let me go ho=
me and get my sword. But do you know this man whom you call your friend?&qu=
ot; "No, but he is an officer, and it is I that brought him here."=
; "Very good, I will fight to the last drop of my blood; but I warn yo=
u your friend is a thief. But go; I will await you." In the course of =
a quarter of an hour they all came out, but the Englishman and Pocchini fol=
lowed me alone. There were a good many people about, and I went before them=
till we reached Hyde Park. Pocchini attempted to speak to me, but I replie=
d, lifting my cane,-- "Scoundrel, draw your sword, unless you want me =
to give you a thrashing!" "I will never draw upon a defenceless m=
an." I gave him a blow with my cane by way of answer, and the coward, =
instead of drawing his sword, began to cry out that I wished to draw him in=
to a fight. The Englishman burst out laughing and begged me to pardon his i=
nterference, and then, taking me by the arm, said,-- "Come along, sir,=
I see you know the gentleman." The coward went off in another directi=
on, grumbling as he went. On the way I informed the officer of the very goo=
d reasons I had for treating Pocchini as a rogue, and he agreed that I had =
been perfectly right. "Unfortunately," he added, "I am in lo=
ve with one of his daughters." When we were in the midst of St. James'=
s Park we saw them, and I could not help laughing when I noticed Goudar wit=
h one of them on each side. "How did you come to know these ladies?&qu=
ot; said I. "Their father the captain," he answered, "has so=
ld me jewels; he introduced me to them." "Where did you leave our=
father?" asked one. "In Hyde Park, after giving him a caning.&qu=
ot; "You served him quite right." The young Englishman was indign=
ant to hear them approving my ill- treatment of their father, and shook my =
hand and went away, swearing to me that he would never be seen in their com=
pany again. A whim of Goudar's, to which I was weak enough to consent, made=
me dine with these miserable women in a tavern on the borders of London. T=
he rascally Goudar made them drunk, and in this state they told some terrib=
le truths about their pretended father. He did not live with them, but paid=
them nocturnal visits in which he robbed them of all the money they had ea=
rned. He was their pander, and made them rob their visitors instructing the=
m to pass it off as a joke if the theft was discovered. They gave him the s=
tolen articles, but he never said what he did with them. I could not help l=
aughing at this involuntary confession, remembering what Goudar had said ab=
out Pocchini selling him jewels. After this wretched meal I went away leavi=
ng the duty of escorting them back to Goudar. He came and saw me the next d=
ay, and informed me that the girls had been arrested and taken to prison ju=
st as they were entering their house. "I have just been to Pocchini's,=
" said he, "but the landlord tells me he has not been in since ye=
sterday." The worthy and conscientious Goudar added that he did not ca=
re if he never saw him again, as he owed the fellow ten guineas for a watch=
, which his daughters had probably stolen, and which was well worth double.=
Four days later I saw him again, and he informed me that the rascal had le=
ft London with a servant-maid, whom he had engaged at a registry office whe=
re any number of servants are always ready to take service with the first c=
omer. The keeper of the office answers for their fidelity. "The girl h=
e has gone with is a pretty one, from what the man tells me, and they have =
taken ship from London. I am sorry he went away before I could pay him for =
the watch; I am dreading every moment to meet the individual from whom it w=
as stolen." I never heard what became of the girls, but Pocchini will =
re-appear on the scene in due course. I led a tranquil and orderly life, wh=
ich I should have been pleased to continue for the remainder of my days; bu=
t circumstances and my destiny ordered it otherwise, and against these it i=
s not becoming in a Christian philosopher to complain. I went several times=
to see my daughter at her school, and I also frequented the British Museum=
, where I met Dr. Mati. One day I found an Anglican minister with him, and =
I asked the clergyman how many different sects there were in England. "=
;Sir," he replied in very tolerable Italian, "no one can give a p=
ositive answer to that question, for every week some sect dies and some new=
one is brought into being. All that is necessary is for a man of good fait=
h, or some rogue desirous of money or notoriety, to stand in some frequente=
d place and begin preaching. He explains some texts of the Bible in his own=
fashion, and if he pleases the gapers around him they invite him to expoun=
d next Sunday, often in a tavern. He keeps the appointment and explains his=
new doctrines in a spirited manner. Then people begin to talk of him; he d=
isputes with ministers of other sects; he and his followers give themselves=
a name, and the thing is done. Thus, or almost thus, are all the numerous =
English sects produced." About this time M. Steffano Guerra, a noble V=
enetian who was travelling with the leave of his Government, lost a case ag=
ainst an English painter who had executed a miniature painting of one of th=
e prettiest ladies in London, Guerra having given a written promise to pay =
twenty-five guineas. When it was finished Guerra did not like it, and would=
not take it or pay the price. The Englishman, in accordance with the Engli=
sh custom, began by arresting his debtor; but Guerra was released on bail, =
and brought the matter before the courts, which condemned him to pay the tw=
enty-five guineas. He appealed, lost again, and was in the end obliged to p=
ay. Guerra contented that he had ordered a portrait, that a picture bearing=
no likeness to the lady in question was not a portrait, and that he had th=
erefore a right to refuse payment. The painter replied that it was a portra=
it as it had been painted from life. The judgment was that the painter must=
live by his trade, and that as Guerra had given him painting to do he must=
therefore provide him with the wherewithal to live, seeing that the artist=
swore he had done his best to catch the likeness. Everybody thought this s=
entence just, and so did I; but I confess it also seemed rather hard, espec=
ially to Guerra, who with costs had to pay a hundred guineas for the miniat=
ure. Malingan's daughter died just as her father received a public box on t=
he ear from a nobleman who liked piquet, but did not like players who corre=
cted the caprices of fortune. I gave the poor wretch the wherewithal to bur=
y his daughter and to leave England. He died soon after at Liege, and his w=
ife told me of the circumstance, saying that he had expired regretting his =
inability to pay his debts. M. M---- F---- came to London as the representa=
tive of the canton of Berne, and I called, but was not received. I suspecte=
d that he had got wind of the liberties I had taken with pretty Sara, and d=
id not want me to have an opportunity for renewing them. He was a somewhat =
eccentric man, so I did not take offence, and had almost forgotten all abou=
t it when chance led me to the Marylebone Theatre one evening. The spectato=
rs sat at little tables, and the charge for admittance was only a shilling,=
but everyone was expected to order something, were it only a pot of ale. O=
n going into the theatre I chanced to sit down beside a girl whom I did not=
notice at first, but soon after I came in she turned towards me, and I beh=
eld a ravishing profile which somehow seemed familiar; but I attributed tha=
t to the idea of perfect beauty that was graven on my soul. The more I look=
ed at her the surer I felt that I had never seen her before, though a smile=
of inexpressible slyness had begun to play about her lips. One of her glov=
es fell, and I hastened to restore it to her, whereupon she thanked me in a=
few well-chosen French sentences. "Madam is not English, then?" =
said I, respectfully. "No, sir, I am a Swiss, and a friend of yours.&q=
uot; At this I looked round, and on my right hand sat Madame M---- F----, t=
hen her eldest daughter, then her husband. I got up, and after bowing to th=
e lady, for whom I had a great esteem, I saluted her husband, who only repl=
ied by a slight movement of the head. I asked Madame M---- F---- what her h=
usband had against me, and she said that Possano had written to him telling=
some dreadful stories about me. There was not time for me to explain and j=
ustify myself, so I devoted all my energies to the task of winning the daug=
hter's good graces. In three years she had grown into a perfect beauty: she=
knew it, and by her blushes as she spoke to me I knew she was thinking of =
what had passed between us in the presence of my housekeeper. I was anxious=
to find out whether she would acknowledge the fact, or deny it altogether.=
If she had done so I should have despised her. When I had seen her before,=
the blossom of her beauty was still in the bud, now it had opened out in a=
ll its splendour. "Charming Sara," I said, "you have so ench=
anted me that I cannot help asking you a couple of questions, which if you =
value my peace of mind you will answer. Do you remember what happened at Be=
rne?" "Yes." "And do you repent of what you did?" =
"No." No man of any delicacy could ask the third question, which =
may be understood. I felt sure that Sara would make me happy-nay, that she =
was even longing for the moment, and gave reins to my passions, determined =
to convince her that I was deserving of her love. The waiter came to enquir=
e if we had any orders, and I begged Madame M---- F---- to allow me to offe=
r her some oysters. After the usual polite refusals she gave in, and I prof=
ited by her acceptance to order all the delicacies of the season, including=
a hare (a great delicacy in London), champagne, choice liqueurs, larks, or=
tolans, truffles, sweetmeats--everything, in fact, that money could buy, an=
d I was not at all surprised when the bill proved to amount to ten guineas.=
But I was very much surprised when M. M---- F----, who had eaten like a Tu=
rk and drunk like a Swiss, said calmly that it was too dear. I begged him p=
olitely not to trouble himself about the cost; and by way of proving that I=
did not share his opinion, I gave the waiter half-a-guinea; the worthy man=
looked as if he wished that such customers came more often. The Swiss, who=
had been pale and gloomy enough a short while before; was rubicund and aff=
able. Sara glanced at me and squeezed my hand; I had conquered. When the pl=
ay was over, M---- F---- asked me if I would allow him to call on me. I emb=
raced him in reply. His servant came in, and said that he could not find a =
coach; and I, feeling rather surprised that he had not brought his carriage=
, offered him the use of mine, telling my man to get me a sedan-chair. &quo=
t;I accept your kind offer," said he, "on the condition that you =
allow me to occupy the chair." I consented to this arrangement, and to=
ok the mother and the two daughters with me in the carriage. On the way, Ma=
dame M---- F---- was very polite, gently blaming her husband for the rudene=
ss of which I had to complain. I said that I would avenge myself by paying =
an assiduous court to him in the future; but she pierced me to the heart by=
saying that they were on the point of departing. "We wanted to go on =
the day after next," she said, "and to-morrow we shall have to le=
ave our present rooms to their new occupants. A matter of business which my=
husband was not able to conclude will oblige us to stay for another week, =
and to- morrow we shall have the double task of moving and finding new apar=
tments." "Then you have not yet got new rooms?" "No, bu=
t my husband says he is certain to find some to-morrow morning." "=
;Furnished, I suppose, for as you intend to leave you will be selling, your=
furniture." "Yes, and we shall have to pay the expenses of carri=
age to the buyer." On hearing that M. M---- F---- was sure of finding =
lodgings, I was precluded from offering to accommodate them in my own house=
, as the lady might think that I only made the offer because I was sure it =
would not be accepted. When we got to the door of their house we alighted, =
and the mother begged me to come in. She and her husband slept on the secon=
d floor, and the two girls on the third. Everything was upside down, and as=
Madame M---- F---- had something to say to the landlady she asked me to go=
up with her daughters. It was cold, and the room we entered had no fire in=
it. The sister went into the room adjoining and I stayed with Sara, and al=
l of a sudden I clasped her to my breast, and feeling that her desires were=
as ardent as mine I fell with her on to a sofa where we mingled our beings=
in all the delights of voluptuous ardours. But this happiness was short li=
ved; scarcely was the work achieved when we heard a footstep on the stair. =
It was the father. If M---- F---- had had any eyes he must have found us ou=
t, for my face bore the marks of agitation, the nature of which it was easy=
to divine. We exchanged a few brief compliments; I shook his hand and disa=
ppeared. I was in such a state of excitement when I got home that I made up=
my mind to leave England and to follow Sara to Switzerland. In the night I=
formed my plans, and resolved to offer the family my house during the time=
they stayed in England.</p>=20
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