High Blood Pressure?

I’m a Cardiologist. Three times this week, patients came to me in tears because their doctor threatened to “document their refusal.” This pattern has to stop.

I need to tell you about a pattern I’m seeing in my practice. It’s happened three times this week alone.

A patient sits across from me. Mid-fifties. Professional. Takes care of themselves reasonably well. Their blood pressure has been creeping up—nothing dramatic, but progressively worsening over two or three years. Stage 2 hypertension. Numbers like 148/94 or 151/97.

They’re not there for an emergency. They’re there because they switched doctors or their longtime physician retired, and the new doctor had a very different approach.

The patient’s hands are shaking slightly. They’re trying to maintain composure, but I can see the tension in their jaw. Their shoulders are pulled up near their ears.

Then they tell me what happened.

“My new doctor said I have to start Lisinopril immediately. She said my previous doctor was negligent for not putting me on medication years ago. She said if I refuse, she’ll document it in my chart as non-compliance against medical advice.”

The voice cracks slightly on that last part. Non-compliance. Those words carry weight. They follow you through every future medical interaction. Every insurance application. Every specialist referral.

I see this almost daily now. Patients who had working relationships with physicians for twenty, thirty, even forty years. Doctors who knew their family history. Who understood their father died from kidney failure caused by blood pressure medication. Who were taking a measured approach—diet, exercise, regular monitoring.

Then that doctor retires. The new physician looks at the chart for twelve minutes and issues an ultimatum.

The patient feels trapped. Cornered. Bullied into a decision they’re not ready to make.

Here’s what makes it worse: I ask them what they’re most afraid of.

They don’t say “high blood pressure.” They say “the medication.”

Because they watched it happen. Their father on Lisinopril for fourteen years. The persistent dry cough that kept everyone awake. The dizziness that led to falls—hip fracture, shoulder surgery. The fatigue that turned an active man into someone who could barely get off the couch. The kidney function declining year after year until dialysis became necessary.

The medication controlled the numbers on paper. It didn’t prevent the decline. It didn’t prevent death at 64.

Now they’re sitting in my office. Same age their father was when he started the medication. Same blood pressure readings. Being told by a doctor they just met that they have no choice.

Their spouse is terrified. “I watched your father die,” she told him the night before. “I can’t watch you die too.”

So they’re caught between two fears: the fear of high blood pressure causing a stroke, and the fear of medication destroying their quality of life like it destroyed their father’s.

That’s not a medical decision anymore. That’s an emotional crisis.

I started tracking this pattern about eighteen months ago. I’ve now seen over 1,200 patients in this exact situation. Different names. Different doctors. Same story.

Here’s what they tell me they’ve already tried before coming to see me:

They cut salt. They joined a gym. They lost weight. Their blood pressure dropped five or eight points—not enough. Still Stage 2.

They tried beetroot supplements. Three, four, sometimes five different brands. Nature’s Heart from Amazon. SuperBeets from television. Organic powder from Whole Foods. They took them religiously for two months, three months, even six months.

Their blood pressure stayed the same. Maybe dropped two or three points. Not enough to avoid medication.

They’re running out of time. Their follow-up appointment is in four weeks. Six weeks. Eight weeks. The deadline approaches and the pressure builds and they’re searching for answers at three in the morning on their laptop while their spouse sleeps beside them.

They ask me the same question, phrased slightly differently but meaning the same thing:
“Is there actually another way? Or am I just delaying the inevitable?”

For years, I didn’t have a good answer for them.

I could explain that lifestyle changes help. I could review the research on DASH diet and exercise. I could talk about stress reduction and weight management.

But if they’d already tried those things for two or three years and the numbers were still climbing, what was I supposed to tell them?

The medications work. They lower blood pressure effectively. But the side effects are real. And for patients with family history of adverse reactions—especially kidney complications—the fear isn’t irrational. It’s based on lived experience.

About fourteen months ago, I started digging into the research on dietary nitrates more seriously.

I’d known about beetroot for years. The studies were solid. Multiple clinical trials showing 8-12 point reductions in blood pressure from dietary nitrate supplementation. The mechanism made sense—nitric oxide production, vasodilation, improved endothelial function.

But my patients were already trying beetroot supplements. They weren’t working.

That’s when I discovered something that changed how I approach these cases.

The problem wasn’t beetroot. The problem was manufacturing.

Most beetroot supplements are processed with high-heat spray drying. It’s cheap. It’s fast. It’s the industry standard.

But heat destroys up to 90% of the dietary nitrates—the active compounds that actually lower blood pressure.

Then I looked at dosing. The clinical studies showing blood pressure reduction used 400 to 500 milligrams of dietary nitrates daily.

Most supplements contain less than 50 milligrams. Some have as little as 5 or 10 milligrams.

My patients weren’t failing. The supplements were failing them.

They’d been taking one-tenth to one-eightieth of the clinical dose, and what little nitrate was present had been largely destroyed during manufacturing.

It wasn’t their fault. They did everything right. The industry had sold them products that couldn’t work.

I started researching manufacturing methods. Cold-extraction versus heat processing. Standardization versus proprietary blends. Third-party testing versus vague label claims.

I found one company doing it differently. BeetWise by Zenther.

Cold-extracted so the heat-sensitive nitrates survive processing. Standardized to exactly 400 milligrams of dietary nitrates per serving—the actual clinical dose from the research. Third-party tested with published Certificate of Analysis showing exact nitrate content.

Everything the other products weren’t.

I didn’t recommend it immediately. I wanted to see data. So I started tracking patients who tried it.

The first was a 58-year-old attorney named David. Blood pressure 149/96. New doctor threatening immediate Lisinopril or documentation of non-compliance. Father died at 64 from kidney failure related to blood pressure medication.

David had already tried three different beetroot supplements over four months. Nothing changed.

I explained the cold-extraction difference. The dosing gap. The transparency of published testing. I told him to track his blood pressure daily and report back in four weeks.

Week one: 146/93. Down three points systolic.
Week two: 141/89.
Week three: 137/85.
Week four: 133/82.

Sixteen point drop in systolic pressure. Eleven points diastolic.

Below 140/90. Out of Stage 2 hypertension.

His follow-up appointment with the doctor who’d threatened him? She took his blood pressure three times. Looked at his previous readings. Asked what he’d changed.

When he told her, she researched BeetWise herself right there in the appointment. Read the published studies. Reviewed the Certificate of Analysis. Saw the third-party testing.

She told him to continue what he was doing. Monitor every eight weeks. Hold off on medication.

I’ve now tracked 47 patients using this same approach over the past year.

Not all achieve the same results. Some see eight-point reductions. Some see twelve. A few see fifteen or more.
But the pattern is consistent: properly formulated beetroot supplementation—cold-extracted, clinically dosed, transparently tested—produces measurable blood pressure improvements in most patients within four to six weeks.

More importantly, patients report something else. Within fifteen to twenty minutes of taking it, they feel different. Mental clarity improves. The afternoon energy crash doesn’t come. That’s the nitric oxide pathway activating. It’s immediate feedback that something is working.

Then over weeks, the blood pressure numbers confirm it.
For patients trapped between medication fear and doctor pressure, this creates a third option.

It’s not a guarantee. It’s not a cure. It’s not a replacement for medical supervision.

But it’s a legitimate attempt to address the problem through a properly formulated natural approach before resorting to pharmaceuticals.

Here’s what I tell patients now when they come to me in that trapped, scared, bullied state:

“You have more control than you think you do. The supplements you tried before weren’t formulated correctly. They couldn’t work because they were either underdosed or heat-damaged or both. That wasn’t your failure—that was a manufacturing failure.

“There’s a different approach. Cold-extracted beetroot standardized to 400 milligrams of dietary nitrates. The actual dose used in clinical research. Third-party tested with published results.

“I’ve tracked forty-seven patients using this over the past year. Most see measurable blood pressure reductions within four to six weeks. Not everyone reaches the same numbers, but most see improvement.

“Track your blood pressure daily. Give it an honest eight-week trial. If your numbers improve and stabilize below 140/90, bring those readings to your doctor. Numbers are objective. They’re hard to dismiss.

“If it doesn’t work, you’ve lost eight weeks and the cost of the supplement. But you’ll have the data showing you tried a legitimate approach. That’s not non-compliance. That’s attempting evidence-based intervention before pharmaceuticals.

“If it does work, you’ve potentially avoided medication and the side effects you’re afraid of. You’ve proven to your doctor—and yourself—that you’re capable of managing this through other means.”

The company offers a 90-day guarantee. If it doesn’t work, full refund. No questions asked. That removes the financial risk.

I’m not affiliated with BeetWise. I don’t get paid to recommend it. I’m recommending it because I’ve seen it work for enough patients that I can’t in good conscience not mention it when someone sits in my office scared and cornered and asking if there’s another way.

Is it right for everyone? No.

If you have severe hypertension—readings consistently above 160/100—you likely need medication. If you’ve had a cardiovascular event, you need medication. If your doctor has valid clinical reasons for immediate pharmaceutical intervention, you should follow that guidance.

But if you’re in that middle zone—Stage 2 hypertension, no other major risk factors, doctor pushing medication primarily because of the numbers rather than acute risk—you might have time to try something else first.

Most doctors will respect an eight-week trial if you’re monitoring closely and the numbers are improving.

David told me something during his six-month follow-up that stuck with me.

“For three months, I felt like I was choosing between dying from high blood pressure or dying from medication side effects like my father. Those were my only two options. I couldn’t sleep. My wife was crying. I felt backed into a corner with no way out.

“Finding out that the supplements I tried weren’t even formulated correctly—that I wasn’t failing, they were failing—that changed everything. It gave me hope that there might actually be another option I hadn’t exhausted yet.

“When my blood pressure started dropping and my doctor backed off the medication threats, I got my life back. Not just my health. My autonomy. My ability to make decisions about my own body based on evidence rather than ultimatums.”

That’s what I’m seeing repeatedly now. Patients regaining a sense of control in a situation that felt completely out of their control.

If you’re reading this because you’re in that same trapped position—new doctor, medication ultimatum, family history of side effects, fear of non-compliance documentation—here’s my guidance:

Talk to your doctor about trying cold-extracted beetroot standardized to 400mg dietary nitrates for eight weeks while monitoring your blood pressure closely. If they won’t support even an eight-week trial, consider getting a second opinion from a physician who understands integrative approaches.

Track your numbers honestly. If they don’t improve, you have your answer. If they do improve, you have objective data to show your doctor.

BeetWise is the only brand I’ve seen that publishes everything—Certificate of Analysis, exact nitrate content, third-party testing, manufacturing process. That transparency matters when you’re trying to show a skeptical physician that this isn’t just another “supplement.”

The 90-day guarantee means you risk nothing financially.
You’re not refusing treatment. You’re attempting evidence-based intervention. There’s a difference.

Most of my patients in this situation aren’t anti-medication. They’re pro-informed-decision. They want to try everything reasonable before committing to lifetime pharmaceuticals.
That’s not unreasonable. That’s not non-compliance. That’s responsible healthcare decision-making.

If you’re that patient sitting across from a doctor who’s demanding immediate medication or threatening documentation—the patient with family history, with legitimate fears, with questions that aren’t being heard—you deserve to know there might be another option worth trying.

The research is real. The mechanism is sound. The results I’m seeing in my practice are consistent enough that I can’t stay silent about it.

Your health. Your body. Your decision.

Make it an informed one.

Dr. Sarah Martinez, MD, FACC
Board Certified Cardiologist

P.S. — The patients I’m seeing respond best are the ones who track their blood pressure daily, stay consistent with dosing, and maintain open communication with their doctor. Most notice the energy difference within the first week. Blood pressure improvements typically appear within two to four weeks. Your timeline may differ.

P.P.S. — If your doctor won’t support an eight-week monitored trial, that’s worth noting. A physician confident in their recommendation should be comfortable with you exploring properly-researched alternatives under supervision. Refusal to even discuss it might indicate it’s time for a second opinion.

About the NutriBlast® Hypertension Blend

 

One day when I visited a mate, his name was Tom too, he told me had just taken his blood pressure and it was 205 over 108! I said, “Mate! That’s LETHAL material!”.

He tried blood pressure medications but they gave him blackouts. And I have heard that those medications don’t work on at least a third of the people taking them.

I went home and took the basic recipe from Rudolf Breuss’ anti-cancer juice and added a few other things to it. Tom took his BP then a glass of juice then two or three hours later he took his BP again for comparison. Here are his results:

Day 1
Reading 1 – 205 over 108
Reading 2 – 162 over 94

Day 2
Reading 1 – 155 over 89
Reading 2 – 138 over 80

Day 3
Reading 1 – 170 over 88
Reading 2 – 147 over 80

Day 4
Reading 1 – 179 over 94
Reading 2 – 154 over 91

A week later after reading the chapter on Hypertension in my book ’How To Live The Healthiest Life’, he has cut down to two coffees a day and no salt. He rang me jubilant this morning (31st December 2010) to report his blood pressure was 130 over 70!

So I further researched the ingredients that had proven or reputed ability to lower blood pressure. This current formula is the result of that endeavour.

I cannot guarantee that my blend will work for you because every spirit, mind, body combination is unique and there may be non-physical factors (like stress)helping raise your blood pressure.

A cautionary note. You do not want to be double dipping – lowering your blood pressure once with medication and a second time with a full dose of this powder. That would be bad. So if you are on medication I recommend you liaise with your primary health care provider as to the best protocol for you to ease off the medication so you are not at risk.

How To Slow the Aging Process – Part II

An then I watched this!

Just watched a video from zonia.com who offer a monthly subscription service to access content from a large number of professionals giving their best advice to maintain or restore your health. Here are some of the takeaways from many professionals on just that one video.

Adaptogens help your body to modulate or balance the effect of chronic stress.

Since the beginning of time, all cultural medicine as seen that stress is probably the most important thing we deal with. So whether you look at Ashwaganha, Rhodiola, Ginseng, Cordyceps, Schisandra… …the variety of adaptogens and everybody thinks adaptogens work on your adrenal glands. Adaptogens work on your brain to make you more resilient to the stress that you’re being faced with day in and day out.

Brian Vaszily: The top herbs to focus on are thos that are high in antioxidants. While the ORAC scale is not the be all and end all, you could not go wrong by focusing on foods that are high on the ORAC scale. Like cloves and cinnamon. Another is AMLA or Indian Gooseberry, one of the three components of Triphala.

Jenny Tufenkian: Most people want to address energy. The root cause for most people is that you want to take herbs and things that support your stress response. Ashwaganha, B group vitamins (preferably from food sources – savoury yesat flakes), magnesium, vitamin C.

For people who suffer from post exertion malaise, the cause is most likely mitochondrial dysfunction. I handle that with “mito foods” – CoQ10, Resveratrol, D-Ribose, NAD boosting supplements.

…On of the often overlooked foods from anti-aging, metabolic, regenerative, biohacking, whatever you want to call it, are fermented foods. Prebiotics, probiotics and now we are learning about postbiotics. Fermented foods boost gut bacteria which turns into anti-brain aging butyrate which helps heal the brain. As does acetic acid.

Kat Toups: How can we incorporate more fermented foods in our diet? Kimchi, sauerkraut are very good but coconut yogurt is more palatable and good.

The other thing is eating healthy fats. Low fat is probably one of the biggest medical mistake of last century. The brain is mostly fat. One problem is people coming in with very low cholesterol and that is very detrimental to the brain. Cholesterol is a precursor to all your hormones.

So if your cholesterol is low not only does it harm the brain but it also make your estrogen, your testosterone, your progesterone, makes you DHEA, your thyroid hormones. So if you have very low cholesterol, that needs attention.

Reed Davis: The first reason to take supplements is to replace what’s now missing in food due to overfarming. To supplement nutrient intake. The second is to stimulate certain functions, like the immune system. The third is to support over stressed (adrenals) or under attack bodily systems or degenerated functions, like digestive enzymes or stomach acid. The fourth S is for self-tratment, for things like parasite treatments.

Anna Cabeca: Adaptogenic support combining Maca, magnesium, probiotics, DHEA, CoQ10, Carnitine.

And more…

Watch video: https://zonia.com/lg-episode-9-live-k0i4bxvqoo

How To Slow The Aging Process – The AI Response

This lass asked AI how to slow the aging process. Pretty good answer!

Three Areas

1. Cellular Cleanup and Repair
Autophagy, clearing damaged cells, telomere preservation and mitochondrial health.

Fasting, Redlight Therapy, hyper-nourishing your body with
real nutritients like astragalus and mineral supplements.

2. Nervous System and Hormones
Cortisol ages you markedly so lower your stress, resetting your circadian rythym and bringing back your hormone balance is key. Do the with good sleep, sunlight, no toxic overload and regulating your cycles

3. Belief and Signal
What you believe and intend, you make happen. If you carry the thought that you are getting old, the cells respond accordingly. Flip the script, alter your thoughts and actions to give your body new coding instructions. That is how your epigenetics respond to your environment and inner state.

Regeneration is your default state. You just have to stop interrupting it!

The Realest Anti-aging Formula:
Detox like you mean it.
Flood your body with nutrients and (anti-aging) signals.
Rewire your nevous system.
Stop agreeing with the decay script.

Oils
Foods
Tools
Frequency rituals

Here’s what works to reset your body’s aging clock:
Day 1-7 Cellular Glow Reset
Detox, feed and regrow your body

Step 1 Stop The Damage
Cut alcohol, smoking, seed oils, processed food, sugar, chemical laden skin care. If you can’t go cold turkey, reduce it while flooding your sustem with support.

Step 2 Wake The Body
Start by scraping your tongue
Drink a glass of water with lemon juice and a pinch of sea salt
Either dry brush your body head to toe or bounce on a rebounder to wake your lymphatic system.
Walk barefoot on earth to ground the body.

Step 3 Nourish The Cells
Take a mineral supplement that includes 70-80 trace elements.
Into your diet chlorophyll, greens, add omega 3, flax seed oil, olive oil, hemp seeds, evening primrose oil.
For skin care use rosehip oil, jojoba, frankincense, helichrysum, guasha.

Step 4 Turn On Autophagy
Intermittent fast for 14-18 hours a night.
Take herbs astragalus, turmeric, dandelion root.
Sip herbal teas that support liver, kidneys and blood.

Step 5 Expose the body to red light
Just after sunrise or just prior to sunset are peak times or get yourself a red light belt or panel for face, chest and hands (fastest to regenerate). Best wavelengths for antiaging are 660 mm or 850 mm is best.

Step 6 Harness Rather Than Waste Sexual Energy

Step 7 Change Your Self Talk
Stop telling yourself you are getting old. Tell yourself your body is regenerating. It will.</p>

View the video: https://www.facebook.com/reel/825294243192982

Vitamin D Could Prevent 30,000 Cancer Deaths Per Year in Germany Alone

Some of the most powerful cancer-prevention tools are neither novel nor profitable.

Vitamin D is inexpensive. It is biologically active across immune, inflammatory, and cellular regulatory pathways. And according to randomized trial evidence, it saves lives — at scale.

The only real question left is why public health policy continues to ignore it.

https://open.substack.com/pub/petermcculloughmd/p/vitamin-d-could-prevent-30000-cancer

Donald Sutherland

Donald Sutherland

In 1968, Donald Sutherland went to Yugoslavia to film a war comedy. He was supposed to stay a few days. Instead, he died there—and then refused to stay dead.
The telegram arrived at Shirley Douglas’s home with the kind of news that stops time.
Her husband Donald was in a coma in Yugoslavia. The hospital didn’t have the antibiotics he needed. She should come immediately. He might not survive until she arrived.
Just weeks earlier, Donald Sutherland had flown to Yugoslavia for what was supposed to be a short filming stint on Kelly’s Heroes, a World War II comedy starring Clint Eastwood. It was 1968. Donald was 33 years old, riding high after breaking through in The Dirty Dozen the year before. Yugoslavia had been chosen as the filming location because it was one of the few countries whose army still operated actual World War II equipment—authentic Sherman tanks, vintage weapons, the works.
Donald was playing a character called Oddball, a laid-back, flower-child tank commander who spoke in hippie philosophy while commanding a Sherman. It was supposed to be fun. A quick job. Then back home.
Instead, somewhere along the Danube River, Donald Sutherland picked up something invisible and deadly.
Pneumococcus bacteria.
Within days, the bacteria had done what bacteria does best when left unchecked—it invaded, multiplied, spread. Spinal meningitis took hold. The infection attacked the protective membranes surrounding his brain and spinal cord. There was no gradual warning, no time to prepare.
One moment Donald was preparing for scenes with Eastwood and Telly Savalas. The next, he was being rushed to a hospital in Novi Sad, slipping away from consciousness.
The hospital did everything it could. But this was 1968 Yugoslavia. The antibiotics Donald desperately needed simply weren’t available. His condition deteriorated rapidly.
And then Donald Sutherland fell into a coma.
For six weeks, he existed somewhere between life and death.
His body lay in a hospital bed in Novi Sad while infection squeezed his brain.
Nurses performed seven spinal taps trying to fight the meningitis. During the first attempt, the needle slipped from the nurse’s hand and shattered on the marble hospital floor. People would enter his white hospital room, look at him, and start crying. Nancy O’Connor, the wife of costar Carroll O’Connor, turned and ran from the room, weeping.
But Donald could hear everything.
Years later, he would recall every word spoken in that room. Every conversation. Every sound. When you’re in a coma, he later explained, you can hear. You remember. Talk to them. Sing to them. They’re listening.
And somewhere in that in-between space, Donald Sutherland died.
Not metaphorically. Not almost. He clinically died. For a few seconds, his heart stopped. Brain activity ceased.
What happened next, Donald would describe over and over in the decades that followed—always with the same details, the same wonder in his voice, the same sense that he’d glimpsed something fundamental about existence.
“I saw the blue tunnel,” he said. “And I started going down it. I saw the white light.”
This was years before the term “near-death experience” became common language, before Raymond Moody coined the phrase in 1975, before thousands of people would report similar experiences. Donald Sutherland saw the blue tunnel in 1968 and had no cultural framework to explain what was happening.
He just knew he was dying.
And the journey felt… peaceful.
“Such a tempting journey,” he later told Smithsonian Magazine. “So serene. No barking Cerberus to wake me. Everything was going to be all right.”
Standing behind his own right shoulder, Donald watched his comatose body slide peacefully down that blue tunnel toward the matte white light glowing at what appeared to be the bottom. The seduction of it was overwhelming. Just let go. Stop fighting. Everything will be fine.
He almost gave in.
“I didn’t want to go,” he admitted, “but it was incredibly tempting. You just go, ‘Aw, shit man, why not?'”
Why not indeed? Donald Sutherland had been fighting for his life since he was old enough to remember. When he was barely two years old, polio struck him.
Most children who contracted polio in the 1930s either died or were left permanently paralyzed. Donald survived. Then came rheumatic fever severe enough that he missed an entire year of school, confined to bed while the disease attacked his heart. Then hepatitis. Then pneumonia. Then scarlet fever.
By the time Donald Sutherland was a teenager, he’d already survived more near-death experiences than most people face in a lifetime.
Maybe that’s why, in 1968, when death reached for him one more time, some primal part of him recognized the pattern.
“And then,” Donald recalled, “just as I was seconds away from succumbing to the seductions of that matte white light glowing purely at what appeared to be the bottom of it, some primal force fiercely grabbed my feet and compelled them to dig my heels in.”
He dug his heels in.
He refused.
“The downward journey slowed and stopped,” he said. “I’d been on my way to being dead when some memory of the desperate rigor I’d applied to survive all my childhood illnesses pulled me back. Forced me to live.”
Donald Sutherland came back.
Back in Yugoslavia, MGM Studios faced a problem. They’d built a six-week hiatus into Donald’s contract for Kelly’s Heroes—a stroke of luck that now became a lifeline. Director Brian G. Hutton made a decision that would define him as much as any film he ever directed: he refused to recast Donald’s role.
The studio could have moved on. Could have hired another actor. Could have reshot Donald’s scenes with someone healthy and available.
Instead, they waited.
MGM flew Donald from Yugoslavia to Charing Cross Hospital in England. Better facilities. Better antibiotics. Better chance.
But six weeks isn’t enough time to recover from bacterial meningitis that nearly killed you.
When the six-week hiatus ended, MGM made another decision. They pulled Donald out of the hospital, brought him back to Yugoslavia, and stood him up in front of the camera.
“I’d recovered,” Donald later said. “Sort of.”
Sort of.
“I could walk and talk,” he explained, “but my brains were truly fried.”
The infected layers of his meninges—those protective membranes around the brain and spinal cord—had squeezed his brain so tightly that nothing functioned the way it used to. The Donald Sutherland who came back was neurologically different from the one who’d left.
He was afraid to sleep. He wept without warning or reason. He was terrified of heights. Terrified of water. The man who’d grown up on the coast of Nova Scotia, who loved the ocean, was now paralyzed with fear at the sight of it.
But he went back to work.
They stood him up in front of the camera in Yugoslavia—in the very country that had nearly killed him—and Donald Sutherland finished what he’d started.
He played Oddball, the philosophical tank commander with the laid-back attitude and the hippie sensibilities. The character became iconic. More than fifty years later, military veterans still quote Oddball’s lines. The performance captured something ineffable—a zen-like acceptance of chaos, a refusal to be rattled by circumstances, a deep calm in the face of madness.
Maybe you can only play that kind of calm convincingly after you’ve stared down death and won.
Kelly’s Heroes was released in 1970. It became a beloved classic, one of those rare war comedies that actually works. And Donald Sutherland’s Oddball became the kind of character that actors dream of creating—weird, memorable, quotable, beloved.
But Donald was just getting started.
That same year, he starred as Hawkeye Pierce in Robert Altman’s MASH*, the anti-war satire that would define a generation’s relationship with the Vietnam War. Then came Klute in 1971, where his subtle, controlled performance opposite Jane Fonda earned critical acclaim. Then Nicolas Roeg’s Don’t Look Now in 1973—and it’s worth noting that Donald, who was now terrified of water, agreed to film the entire movie in Venice, a city built on water, specifically to confront his fear.
He worked with Federico Fellini on Fellini’s Casanova. With Bernardo Bertolucci on 1900. He starred in Invasion of the Body Snatchers, Animal House, Ordinary People, Eye of the Needle.
In the 1990s, he gave one of cinema’s most memorable supporting performances in Oliver Stone’s JFK as the mysterious Mr. X, delivering a monologue about the military-industrial complex that became legendary.
In 2012, at age 77, Donald Sutherland became President Snow in The Hunger Games franchise and introduced himself to an entirely new generation. His quietly sadistic portrayal of Snow was so effective that young viewers would approach him on the street with a mix of fear and awe.
Through it all—through six decades and nearly 200 film and television credits—Donald Sutherland never won a competitive Academy Award. Not once. Not even a nomination.
But in 2017, at age 82, the Academy gave him an Honorary Oscar for lifetime achievement.
In his acceptance speech, Donald was characteristically self-deprecating. He quoted Jack Benny: “I don’t deserve this, but I have arthritis, and I don’t deserve that either.”
The room erupted in laughter and applause for one of the most respected actors in cinema history—a man who’d brought intensity, intelligence, and an unmistakable presence to every role he played.
On June 20, 2024, Donald Sutherland died under hospice care at the University of Miami hospital. He was 88 years old. The cause was chronic obstructive pulmonary disease—those lungs that had been plagued since childhood finally gave out.
His son Kiefer, himself a respected actor, announced his father’s death with words that perfectly captured Donald’s approach to life:
“With a heavy heart, I tell you that my father, Donald Sutherland, has passed away. I personally think one of the most important actors in the history of film. Never daunted by a role, good, bad or ugly. He loved what he did and did what he loved, and one can never ask for more than that. A life well lived.”
A life well lived.
Tributes poured in from around the world. Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau called him “one of the greats.” President Joe Biden wrote that Donald “inspired and entertained the world for decades.” Jane Fonda, Helen Mirren, Jennifer Lawrence, and dozens of others shared their memories of working with a man who brought such depth and humanity to every performance.
But perhaps the truest measure of Donald Sutherland’s life happened fifty-six years earlier, in a hospital in Yugoslavia, when death came for him and he made a choice.
He saw the blue tunnel. He saw the white light. He felt the seductive peace of letting go.
And he dug his heels in.
He chose to fight. Chose to come back. Chose to live—even though his brain would never work quite the same way again, even though he’d be terrified of things that never scared him before, even though recovery would be long and hard and incomplete.
Donald Sutherland came back to life, went back to the country that nearly killed him, and created something beautiful that would outlive him by generations.
Then he did it again. And again. And again.
For six more decades.
Because here’s what they don’t tell you about surviving death: it changes you. It fries your brain. It makes familiar things strange and terrifying. It leaves scars you can’t see and damage you can’t always explain.
But if you’re stubborn enough—if you’ve survived polio and rheumatic fever and hepatitis and pneumonia and scarlet fever and bacterial meningitis—if you’ve already spent half your childhood fighting for every breath, then maybe when death comes for you in Yugoslavia in 1968, you already know how this works.
You’ve been here before.
You know how to dig your heels in.
You know how to refuse.
Donald Sutherland didn’t just act in movies about war, survival, conspiracy, and power. He lived those themes. He embodied them. Every time he stood in front of a camera, there was a depth to his eyes, an intensity to his presence, that came from somewhere real.
It came from a man who’d looked death in the face multiple times and always—always—chose to stay.
The boy who couldn’t breathe properly became one of the most respected actors in cinema history.
The man who died in Yugoslavia in 1968 came back and worked for fifty-six more years.
The father who “loved what he did and did what he loved” showed us all what it means to refuse to quit, even when quitting would be easier, more peaceful, more tempting.
In 2015, while promoting a film, Donald was asked about his close call with death. By then it had been forty-seven years since Yugoslavia. He was 80 years old.
“I died for a few seconds,” he said simply, as if describing what he’d had for breakfast. “Saw the blue tunnel. Dug my feet in.”
Matter-of-fact. No drama. Just: here’s what happened, here’s what I did.
That was Donald Sutherland.
Death reached for him, and he said no.
Then he went back to work.

Amaranth: a timeless grain rich in history and health benefits

Amaranth Seeds

  • Amaranth, cultivated for over 8,000 years, was a sacred Aztec crop used in rituals. Spanish colonizers tried to suppress it, but resilient farmers preserved it, leading to its revival in regions like Mexico, Peru and India.
  • A gluten-free pseudo-cereal, amaranth is a complete protein and is high in fiber, antioxidants and essential minerals, qualifying it as a superfood.
  • Research suggests amaranth may aid in managing cardiovascular disease, diabetes, anemia and inflammation. It’s also a safe alternative for gluten-sensitive individuals and supports immune function.
  • Amaranth’s edible seeds and leaves are used globally in dishes like porridge, gluten-free baked goods, salads and traditional snacks like Mexico’s alegría or Peru’s kiwicha pudding.
  • Once nearly erased, amaranth has regained popularity for its nutritional and cultural value, bridging ancient traditions with modern wellness diets.

https://nexusnewsfeed.com/article/food-cooking/amaranth-a-timeless-grain-rich-in-history-and-health-benefits/

BUSTED! The FDA itself discloses NUMBERS of deaths from medical drugs—the drugs they approve as safe and effective!

Pharma Trade

Here we go.

This is as close as anyone is EVER going to get, in showing a government medical agency CONFESSING to mass murder.

You can read the FDA page herePreventable Adverse Drug Reactions: A Focus on Drug Interactions

Here is the key quote. Don’t skip over it. Read the whole damn thing:

“The first question healthcare providers should ask themselves is ‘why is it important to learn about ADRs [ADVERSE DRUG REACTIONS]?’ The answer is because ADRs are one of the leading causes of morbidity and mortality in health care. The Institute of Medicine reported in January of 2000 that from 44,000 to 98,000 deaths occur annually from medical errors. Of this total, an estimated 7,000 deaths occur due to ADRs. To put this in perspective, consider that 6,000 Americans die each year from workplace injuries.”

“However, other studies conducted on hospitalized patient populations have placed much higher estimates on the overall incidence of serious ADRs. These studies estimate that 6.7% of hospitalized patients have a serious adverse drug reaction with a fatality rate of 0.32%. If these estimates are correct, then there are more than 2,216,000 serious ADRs in hospitalized patients, causing over 106,000 deaths annually. If true, then ADRs are the 4th leading cause of death—ahead of pulmonary disease, diabetes, AIDS, pneumonia, accidents, and automobile deaths.”

“These statistics do not include the number of ADRs that occur in ambulatory settings. Also, it is estimated that over 350,000 ADRs occur in U.S. nursing homes each year. The exact number of ADRs is not certain and is limited by methodological considerations. However, whatever the true number is, ADRs represent a significant public health problem that is, for the most part, preventable.”

Really? Preventable? YOU’RE THE FDA. Why haven’t you prevented them?

https://nexusnewsfeed.com/article/jon-rappoport/busted-the-fda-itself-discloses-numbers-of-deaths-from-medical-drugs-the-drugs-they-approve-as-safe-and-effective/