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Updated: May 9, 2022

Haters gonna hate. And although my first instinct would be to get frustrated, I believe we can all learn a valuable lesson from these often anonymous people with clever usernames. This is my experience with online bullies.

Some say haters are a manifestation and measure of success, but whether that’s true or not, it doesn’t make it any more pleasant. I assumed correctly when I predicted I would get some negative and even aggressive comments about my mission and about some of the subjects I address, but it was the intensity and aggressiveness that I underestimated. I totally understand that it might frustrate a candy bar seller to read that candy bars aren’t healthy, but buddy, don’t shoot the messenger. I’m only here relaying the data. I’m simply translating what the studies say in practical terms so people can take real steps towards improving their health. I’m promoting a pattern of eating where plants play a predominant role, because duh, that’s what the science says is the way to achieve optimal health. If you don’t want to be healthy, that’s totally fine by me, but how can you get mad when I’m basically saying “eat more vegetables”. Grandma used to say that too, and no one cursed her out. No one on this planet doubts that vegetables are healthy. It’s a scientific fact. And yes, research does show that vegetables improve basically all measures of health, from weight, to cholesterol, to blood pressure, to cancer risk, to not dying a horrible death. You get the point? There’s no need to try to ruin someone’s day over them stating that the vitamin A in your carrots are great for your eyes.

But that’s not the real reason I’m frustrated. Here’s what really gives me palpitations. When a pissed off reader writes in capital letters in the comments section: “WRONG!!!! WRONG! WRONG! Where do you get this crap information?”, I don’t get mad at the comment itself. I actually get mad at the fact that he has a seat at the table. What do I mean by that? Let me explain, this is a fun story.

Let’s say an imaginary scientist in the early 1900‘s is working on an equation trying to predict something as crazy as the mass of a distant planet. Stay with me now, you got this. He has 4 full blackboards of numbers and Roman symbols. It’s almost impossible de decipher the math, but he ends up with an answer to his original question. Remember? The whole mass of a planet thing! I’m putting my bet on that guy being an awesome and reliable way to get things done. Anyways, 100 years later with much improved technology, scientists end up figuring out he was freaking right! That guy is an expert and deserves a seat at the table. Now imagine this second scenario. A guy with grade 9 math, with no college degree, no PhD and no experience doing math or physics every single day for 10 years, replies in the comments section: YOU’RE STUPI