The War on Testosterone

It’s a red pill cliché to talk about a “war on testosterone.”

But when you’ve studied business and worked in corporate sales you develop a bullshit detector.

Here’s my view:

Big Pharma wants you sick. Create problem, sell cure. That one’s obvious.

Then conspiracy theorists say the WHO and the WEF are deliberately emasculating the electorate by poisoning our food and water. Maybe.

Or maybe governments are just bloody useless and it’s a symptom of poor regulation rubbing shoulders with the free market.

The point is it doesn’t matter either way.

The problem is real.

Testosterone is in freefall.

Fertility rates are plummeting.

The only question you need to ask is “What am I doing about it?”

Supplements work, but they’re just one piece of the puzzle and you don’t want to rely on them. TRT is expensive, should be a last resort, and you’re signing up for a whole load of baggage. And you need a plan for xenoestrogens.

I mentioned a couple of days ago that after my cancer things got worse.

I developed:

• Health anxiety • Digestive issues • Heart arrhythmia • Social anxiety • Low self-esteem • Low testosterone

It was only when I focused on hormones - and the big T in particular - that my life did a 180.

Physically, I looked like a completely different person.

I got bigger and stronger and strange as it sounds, I basically changed color.

From a sort of pale grey everyman nothingness to a golden hue.

The biggest benefits though?

Psychological.

More motivation.

More ambition.

More confidence.

More assertiveness.

More competitive.

More belief.

I lasered in on some specific lifestyle changes. Among other things, I started eating mainly meat (nose to tail) and seafood. But the really cool bit? Not counting calories, not trashing myself in the gym and most importantly not giving eating the ice cream from the island of Jersey, where I grew up. The best in the world. I doubled my testosterone in under 60 days.

More tomorrow.

Simmo