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The dose makes the poison. It’s a well-known saying. Dihydrogen monoxide can also be fatal, although the lethal dose isn’t recorded anywhere. It’s readily available and considered completely non-toxic. When ingested in quantities over seven cubic decimeters, however, it can be fatal. This is especially true if you avoid the simultaneous intake of supposedly harmful sodium and chlorine ions.

Too high? Dihydrogen monoxide is also called H2O or, colloquially, “water”. If you drink too much water, the salts are flushed out of it and you suffer from “hyponatremia”. “Hypo” means “too little”. “Hyponatremia” thus means “too little sodium”. In extreme cases, this causes water to be stored in your lungs or brain (“edema”) and can lead to death. In 2015, a man who only drank tap water died this way during a heat triathlon.

An acquaintance used to drink about five liters of fluid each day. She fell down regularly – for years. A new family doctor prohibited her from drinking it and she stopped falling down. Unfortunately, even older people are often told that they have to “drink a lot of fluids”. When they fall down, they often suffer a fracture of their femoral neck, which often has fatal consequences in old age, especially since their weaker hearts have a hard time coping with the amounts of water.

Many poisons (hormones are something else) can be easily broken down by the adult body at moderate amounts as long as the organ (e.g. the liver) that breaks down these toxins isn’t damaged. Former German chancellor Helmut Schmidt reached a very old age. I don’t want to know how many poisons he had absorbed in his lifetime from countinuous smoking. Cigarette smoke not only contains nicotine, but fine dust, tar and arsenic as well, not to mention nitrogen oxides. It’s therefore relatively difficult to poison smokers with arsenic because their bodies get used to it. These people are called “arsenic eaters”.

The raspberry is a rose plant. If you were to take a blender and examine it for poisons in the laboratory, its sale would be prohibited because it exceeds any poison thresholds [80]. Strange, isn’t it?

The subject of poisons is complex, both from a legislative and a chemical point of view. Actually, you need a chemistry degree to evaluate these. For example, the press wrote that glyphosate was discovered in milk and even in breast milk. An indignant outcry was the response. What I was told, however, was that’s there’s no way (i.e. no metabolism) that glyphosate can get into milk. The mistake, not to overexcite you, was in the detection method: it hadn’t detected glyphosate but its breakdown product, AMPA (aminomethylphosphonic acid). AMPA is an industrial cleaning agent as well. AMPA was detected in micro traces and was thought to come from glyphosate. Milk contains phosphorus as well (by the way, it has more phosphorus than Coca Cola, which is allegedly poisonous from the E150 dye). Hence, a measuring error may have possibly been involved. The detection methods had to be developed first.

How do you arrive at AMPA?

Normally – not at all. This crazy logic is stunning when it comes to abdominal fat: For years, people theorized that the fat that you ingest is deposited directly into the body as abdominal fat. But when you eat something, it first passes through the digestive tract (stomach, intestine) where it’s broken down by enzymes, absorbed by the intestinal wall, then enters the blood to be finally stored as abdominal fat when the energy isn’t required. There’s no metabolism of how glyphosate gets into milk because it would have to float around in the blood and then get into the milk from the mammary glands.

Meanwhile, glyphosate can, as far as I know, be detected directly. Since then, nothing has been detected in milk. No press release corrects these false reports.

As a “normal person”, you have to trust the press releases, which do not report that you can end up in hospital after two glasses of goji berry juice. The “normal” name of the goji berry is “common wolfberry”. That’s a bad sell, like the kiwi. When it began its triumphal march from New Zealand forty years ago, my father exclaimed: “I know that one”, then checked his “Parey” horticultural dictionary and stated: “You see – it’s called a prickly fruit!” A kiwi is a bird. It’s certainly edible, too. But that wouldn’t be politically correct.