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For biohackers, decentralization is a functionality, not a bug. It is a safeguard against corruption. “The Biohacking Community”, Fabrizio “Fab” Mancini, chiropractor and frequent leaflet of the day televised medical circuit, said to me: “does not belong to any entity. These are real individuals. ” In a community for whom deregulation is entirely the point, however, how do you detect for bullshit?
I ask Asprey the verification process for the series of sellers and speakers sticking treatments on its living room floor, many of which are dear, little approved by the FDA. “I don’t consider anything as fringed,” he said. “He is known or unknown, and he has evidence or that is not the case.”
Last Day of the conference, I attend a speech on snake venom. A man named tells the medicinal virtues of the microdosage viper, cobra and snake venoms directly in the blood circulation of his patients.
“The serpent heals his prey before killing his prey,” he said, before personifying the snake. “I inject venom in you who induce rapid healing. Flood the body with white blood cells, kill viruses, kill bacteria, kill tumors, kill cancers – because I don’t want to eat that. ” (Trace of the quantities of venom are currently used in drugs approved by the FDA and proved to be effective in the treatment of strokes.) Seven is requested by a public member if the snake venom could be used to treat autism. Although he had not yet tested it personally, seven underline: “I am ready to work with someone … me and my colleagues, we are clinical trials. »»
“Oh, my God”, a woman breathes the public. Whether moved or horrified, I can’t say it.
At the end From the day, I understand. It is not fair to say that I hate my body, exactly – the thing certainly has its merits, and moreover, biohackers constantly speak of the power of positive language to manifest your reality – but we have never really struck. One of my first memories implies that my parents call 911 when I had breathing problems, the paramedical paramedics who look at me so tall that I swear that they have scraped the ceiling. At university, I was pendable with Lyme disease, my steep frozen cuffs one morning to the point that I could not open my dormitory door. I broke several bones, I had a (non -cancerous) lesion withdrawn from my scalp, passed a kidney stone. I have insomnia and depression and a perpetually swollen ankle. I had a core at least five times. To date, I am a few days before an appointment with my dermatologist, which will cut part of my back to determine whether I have skin cancer or not.
