I’m thrilled to say that we are now officially living without a microwave. It marks the point in our life where we have finally stopped eating rushed. Eating has become a part of a bigger picture and bigger part of our lives–one that gets time and attention. It’s not an “aside” and it’s not something we do on auto-pilot or as an afterthought. That’s not to say we don’t live chaotically because we totally do. But we are now building into that chaos more time to take care of eating.
Of course, warming up my coffee is done in a stovetop kettle; and reheating leftovers can take 15-40 minutes rather than 5-10. And that’s fine.
As much as possible, I’d rather remove sources of radiation from the house. Yes, yes–microwaves are regulated by the government; but there is plenty of evidence of harm of microwaves period. Just because the government has deemed there to be an “acceptable level” doesn’t mean it’s acceptable or safe. It means “they haven’t yet seen the problems”, as is the case with countless other things the government deems “safe & acceptable” including drugs that have presumably gone through testing and research–hello? I don’t trust what the gov’t finds to be “safe and acceptable”.
The thing with microwaves is that there are a number of things that just add up to “I don’t really need/want this in my life”. Dr. Mercola has a decent article on this:
We are also looking at hard-wiring the computers to get rid of the WiFi router. The information on the effect of cell phones on the body are disturbing. Frankly, I don’t need the government to do my research for me. I don’t find them to be the reviewers of anything objective anyway. If the government did THEIR OWN research, that would be one thing. But by and large, they are reviewing the findings of someone that has a vested interest in what those findings say; and there are too many cases where that person/company has hidden the findings that don’t serve them only to have the government approve something without all of the information–ending with illness, injury and occasionally death.
Oh… and cast iron pots are next. 🙂