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I'm not sure why I have been so grumpy recently. I tried to critique this research artical that someone posted on Something Fishy, and I just came across as a big crab. I just should have kept my mouth shut, I fear.

And yet it *was* kind of interesting. These researchers did this study on.....how people who have been made to go into eating disorders programs against their will end up feeling about the whole thing two weeks later. Some patients "converted" to thinking it was good that they were in the program.....and others didn't. So while their sampling procedure was totally a mess, it was still kind of interesting.

But what I found myself getting the most crabby about was this. The researchers made it clear that this was the *very first* piece of research ever on the topic of how things turn out for people who....get thrown into ED programs and don't think they need to be there.

I mean....I went on PSYINFO database, and looked at how many research papers had been published on eating disorders. There have been......just short of twenty thousand.

And in all that time *no one* had ever thought to look into what happens to people who are forced to go into programs against their will ?

I mean.....Golly, I guess that's nothing anyone ever worries about, you know ? Who in a million years would have ever thought it might make any kind of a meaningful difference ?? And of course with all the zillions of ED programs around the world it would be....almost impossible to find any subjects to conduct a study on I'm sure.

In my grumpy state, it seemed to me that there must be some politics going on. That perhaps those in the research community know that any sort of negitive findings might be...well....bad for the club, if you follow me. Wouldn't want to risk coming up with any results that might make wealthy parents think twice about tossing their resistant kids into $1000/day programs, you know ?

In any case, this sort of bullshit pisses me off.

Or I mean.....I guess I allowed it to piss me off. And in public, no less.

I'm in a grumpy mood, and I need to figure out how to get over it.