trinityvixen: (murder)
First, my cousin sent me an e-mail about Ben Stein ranting about how he doesn't feel persecuted if people shove Christmas down his throat (he's Jewish), and now this? How did I not know about this? I feel ashamed for each episode of "Win Ben Stein's Money" that I ever watched (and not just because I am implicit in propelling Jimmy Kimmel's career).

Surprise, surprise, the filmmakers were less than honest about their intentions to paint adherence to scientific principles as discrimination, cover-up, and academic fraud. Like this last bit:

Dr. Scott, whose organization advocates for the teaching of evolution and against what it calls the intrusion of creationism and other religious doctrines in science classes, said the filmmakers were exploiting Americans’ sense of fairness as a way to sell their religious views.

Wake up, morons. Science? IS NOT ABOUT FAIR PLAY. It's about proof. I don't care how many people you can push through the Creation Museum or sway with promises that the great sky fairy is going to make us liberals burn in hell. Can you show me the finger of your Intelligent Designer on a planarian? No? THEN FUCK OFF. And, preferably, DIE.
trinityvixen: (mad scientist)
Good article for those not up on their taxonomy.

I love disabusing human prejudice in the sciences. We're prone to giving so much attention to animals, and, within all of Animalia, mammals. The truth is that animals are so ridiculously outnumbered, species-wise, compared to bacteria. Hell, they can hardly compete in numbers with archaeobacteria.

I once saw this truly awesome graphic in a class where the phylums under the sub-domain Animalia were represented in size. There was a tiny kangaroo for the mammals and a beetle about thirty times the size of all the rest combined. One in five species of animal is a beetle, folks--not in terms of numbers of animals, but in terms of numbers of species. For every five animal species, one is a beetle. It just lets you know, then, how many out of five are insects. Now imagine how many orders of magnitude more bacteria species there are. Aiyah. Awesome.
trinityvixen: (blood drop)
Via Pink Raygun's "Ask an Amateur Scientist" column for today, this video (which was fascinating enough I watched it covertly at work):



Hey! I'm getting the hang of this embedding thing! No offense to the columnist, but since the guy in the video did all the work of debunking Uri Gellar, why do you get to write a column about debunking him as if this is news? Still confused on that one.

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I had the funniest dream I've had since I dreamt about putting my cold feet under Rimmer's tight ass. Actually, this one might have been funnier because I kind woke myself up gigglng. And it featured Dexter! Who was being, as ever, his wonderful self. Nothing spoilery about the show (or even the character much) but I'll cut because it's a tad longish. Still fucking hilarious the more I think about it.

No, really: I WOKE MYSELF UP LAUGHING )

Woke myself up laughing, I tells you.

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Speaking of laughter, I'm glad to see that the second season of Robin Hood is making no attempt to not be the most ridiculous television show ever. I thought Prison Break was ludicrous, but Robin Hood wins at being wall-to-wall absurd and knowing it. Prison Break likes to pretend it in someway has a relation to reality. Robin Hood has no such illusions. Everything that happens is the most eye-rollingly, giggle-inducingly RE-COCK-ULOUS thing that could possibly happen in that particular instance.

They tried to take a turn for the "dark" this season, I heard, but as a girl who went with the fun and torture of Farscape's second "dark" season, it takes a lot to impress me. Also, bondage queens making mewling noises at the Sherrif make it hard to take evil seriously. It doesn't hurt that the Sherrif and Guy of Gisborne are still writing the textbook of typical idiot villain moves. They need a Scott Evil to help them out with the "why don't you just shoot him?" idea.
trinityvixen: (mad scientist)
Watch what you take away from this Tierney article.

The wrong impression to walk away with is to think that this in some way proves that whatever scientific consensus you take issue with might be the result of this false "cascade" theory. The cascade phenomenom preys upon human opinion. As you will read in the article, anyone who applied science to the low-fat diet thinking found it was full of shit.

Pay close attention to this line in particular:
[Dr. Ahrens] pointed out that most of the doctors in the survey were relying on secondhand knowledge because they didn’t work in this field themselves.

That is how you get your faulty, cascading popular theory masquerading as fact. When you turn to physicists and psychologists and other people who've somehow thrown a "Dr." before their name instead of relying on the experts working in the field being questioned, you open the door to bias. So congratulate yourselves, creationists: it's not your fault; you're just aping what smarter people would admit are only their own ignorant opinions (they don't actually have hard evidence to back it up, so it remains the biological equivalent of an objection of heresay).

If it weren't for these people lending their credentials to the opposite conclusion of evidence, we'd be having a very different conversation about a lot of biology today in this friggin' country.
trinityvixen: (cock)
Oh, The New York Times. Have you really--really, really, really--only just read "Are You Living In A Computer Simulation?"? That only took you, what, five years to write an article about it? Bully for you!

Message from [livejournal.com profile] moonlightalice: Your title could use some work.

Sigh. Look, I know that I only read it because I actually was doing a film paper on The Matrix when I was in Australia, but still! I read this paper four years ago, and this is NEWS with a capital N, E, W, and S to The New York Times. I notice that they, too, skimmed over the mathy-bits. That's journalism right there for you.

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Another passed to me from [livejournal.com profile] moonlightalice (obviously, more patient than I and willing to read this stuff): Plastic Surgery: Not Just For The Emotionally Healthy Any More!

I wish I could say that my title was an exaggeration verging on hyperbole, but theirs is so ridiculous, mine is only slightly more so. I love science, surely I do, but the fact that we fund studies to find out things we already know is really depressing, especially as there has been a money scare for researchers ever since the Republicans took over two-to-three branches of government. My God, people getting plastic surgery might not like themselves very much!? SHOCK. People are embarrassed to buy condoms in stores?! HEART ATTACK.

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And yet? I leave on a note of hope: Sometimes, selling sex is okay. I mean, it's okay to endlessly speculate over sex lives if it means we examine the root cause of deceit and pain surrounding it that have nothing to do with lack of lube or a boyfriend with an enormous cock.

I like that a mathematician did, well, the math on sexual partner numbers and the differences between the sexes. Basically, unless there's like one super busy prostitute out there, guys and gals be lying about their number. It's cheerfully blunt how the article goes, "Guys are sluts, girls are prudes...right?" at the beginning, too. Like people who think that? YOU ARE SO STUPID EVEN THE NEW YORK TIMES CANNOT STAND YOU. The fact that the mathematician is so awesome and closes out that shit with, "WHY DO YOU INTERPRET WHAT PEOPLE SAY AS GOSPEL!?! NUMBERS DON'T LIE LIKE THE REST OF YOU SLUTS!!!!" I mean, uh, he tastefully phrased it thusly:

The problem, he said, is that when such data are published, with no asterisk next to them saying they can’t be true, they just “reinforce the stereotypes of promiscuous males and chaste females.”

In fact, he added, the survey data themselves may be part of the problem. If asked, a man, believing that he should have a lot of partners, may feel compelled to exaggerate, and a woman, believing that she should have few partners, may minimize her past.

“In this way,” Dr. Gale said, “the false conclusions people draw from these surveys may have a sort of self-fulfilling prophecy.”


Also? I totally clicked on the Times' dictionary function trying to copy that, and they helpfully popped up a window to explain the word I seemed to have trouble with. I now know what the word "they" means, its part of speech, and several examples of its use beyond the one in which I encountered it. Thanks, New York Times!
trinityvixen: (mad scientist)
No, I'm not actually mad. I'm just enjoying my right to be profane. I feel like that stick figure in "Rejected" who watches the weird alien grow out of the other guy's face all calmly with a smile on his face and then just goes, "F---!" Only I can actually say "FUCK!"

Because the President can.

I've been meaning to post about this ruling for a while, not even regarding what joy I find in seeing Bush and Cheney held to the same standards as the rest of us plebes, just about the fact that the FCC totally got smacked down for being a bunch of hypocritical, fascist cocksuckers. Next up for similar disembowling (I would hope): the MPAA.

I've said it before--network TV could actually compete with cable and pay channels if there was an agreed upon watershed hour. Before that, you could have the all the revamped game shows and sitcoms that weren't too raunchy or whatever. After that, bring on the cusswords and nudity! If, as I've always said, we need to leave the TV-internet-movie-morality policing to parents, we can help them out a bit by giving them a time boundary. I am not at all opposed to that. And, if after that parents still complain, they'll look like even whinier babies for not meeting halfway. Genius!

Amanda's got a good riff on this, too.

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Dear God, New York Times, why do I even have to explain this to you?

THIS IS SCIENCE REPORTING. As in, "Hi! This is what science guys are doing with their brains...right now! Isn't it neat?"

THIS IS... I don't even know what that is. Okay, wait, now I've taken another look--do you know what that is? It's the caption to a graphic that went with the SCIENCE part of this article. I am still a tad staggered as to why this was published as an article in its own right. I didn't see it as part of the actual SCIENCE article and I was like, "What? That's it? Where's the rest of this? Why doesn't it go anywhere? Why is it only like 'Hur hur people write about invisibility a lot!'?"

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And can I pick another beef with the "Science" Times? I know it might just sound like I've no appreciation for form and function or at least that I am lacking a sense of humor, but tell me it's not a little "Okay, how much do you want babies, lady?" to have the author describe sperm as "fast and as cute as tadpoles"? Why my life, why?

"They have chubby teardrop heads and stylish, tapering tails, and they glide, slither, bumble and do figure-eights."

Someone shoot this person, please? Personification of sperm = the ick. This is like those birth-starts-at-conception idiots times three thousand--life, individuality and personality, apparently begin with those gosh-darn precocious little sperms. I might also point out that wow, sperms really have it tough and all, but what about the fucking uterus that has to host that goddamned kamikaze, drive-by impregnating force? You want a goddamned miracle of an "isn't it amazing we get a baby at all" nature? Look what the female body has to do to keep the stupid fucking thing alive! Compare attrition rates of zygotes to those of sperm, and you'll find them not too disimilar. God. Like the egg doesn't do shit make pregnancy happen. I know it's Father's Day coming up and all, but where was my article on ova at the beginning of May, fuckers?

::grumbles:: This is like that article about duck vaginas all over again. "Ducks have vaginas? You mean they don't just poop out eggs? This is worth studying? Are you sure we can't just focus on ducks and their regrowing phalli some more? Aren't those more important?"
trinityvixen: (mad scientist)
Is today really the day to just piss me off left and right? Must be a Thursday...

Item the first that pisses me off: the reportage in this NYT article about the skin cell-to-stem cell process

If you want to send a monkey with only limited mastery of typing skills to do your science reporting for you, couldn't you send ME? )

Look, there are good things here, I don't deny it. Discovering that only four genes could initiate a phenotypic switch from skin to stem cell is major news. This could teach us so much about pleuropotency, you have no idea. But I don't enjoy the blanket encouragement that passes for reporting in The New York Times' "Science" section. Because all it did was jump up and down and screech about how this might solve the stem cell problem and devoted half the article to that and a few paragraphs to the real drawbacks and hurdles this technique creates as a potential therapeutic avenue. If you're going to report on science, report on the goddamn science. Save the ethical questions for that guy. The one with the column. You know the one I mean.

Oh, and pissy thing #2: Paris Hilton is already out of jail.

Supposedly, TMZ says, this length of stay--5 days--is normal for people with her conviction. I'd like to see some stats on that, personally. I wonder if that applies to people sentenced to 45 days or to the 23 days she was eventually given--would she have had to stay a full week, say, if she'd kept the 45-day sentence?

The police, of course, stress that she's not "out"--she's just been "reassigned" to house arrest. While I approve of keeping Paris Hilton on a permanent lo-jack thing (and equipping the rest of humanity with trackers so that we might avoid her for all time), who are you kidding? House arrest? Where she could, easily, grab more drugs and drinks and keep herself medicated (since she was apparently released "for medical reasons"--i.e. sobriety)? Right. Justice. Let's hope she has to like do thirty billion hours of community service or something. Oh, that's right, she does that just by "bringing joy into our mundane lives" with her ugly-ass, skank-bitch face.

That's not very feminist of me, perhaps, but I'd as soon apply the skank label to any guy who rose to fame for being rich and having sex on camera. A lack of reporting on that front shows the bias of the media, methinks. Whatever. Women don't want Paris in our clubhouse any way.

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May. 7th, 2007 10:53 pm
trinityvixen: (mad scientist)
Okay, live-blogging Heroes is way too much fun, but it's time to get serious. Because this shit won't stand. No matter how the damned show tries to distract me with the Sylar-pretty. And the everyone else pretty, too.

To Tim Kring and anyone else responsible for writing this show, I would like to show you something. It's called a textbook. They have many of these things at bookstores. You can order them online or go in person to retrieve one. One of the many subjects textbooks cover: biology. It's the study of life (another textbook to find would be a Latin 101 text), meaning you could make a habit of educating yourself about all sorts of things that the remarkable realm of all creation can and cannot be or do. If you read the occasional textbook, it would inform you that while some ridiculous fraction of DNA codes for nothing whatsoever (thus giving you a basis to extrapolate a theory that superpowers might be contained within), all parts of the human brain are used. Maybe not all at once, but there is not a bunch of dead space up there that you could safely knock out and still have a person. M'kay?

Now, if you're still with me, you might remember I used the term "DNA." It is what makes you you. To put it into terms you'll understand: DNA is the typewriter (computer, whatever); proteins are the script; cells are the actors using the script (proteins); many actors using many scripts from the same typewriter make a scene; and a scene is the whole organism that was printed out from that typewriter. You cannot fix the typewriter. The typewriter is not broken. The typewriter was lovingly crafted down from the Gutenberg press of old into a more efficient device. In fact, the typewriter is now the word processor. The typewriter can evolve, for good or bad, and you can change it, but you cannot "fix" it. There is no "fixed" state of typewriter. In the same way, you cannot "cure" DNA. You can treat it; you can alter it; you can mutate it; but it is not a disease. It is you. DNA IS PEOPLE. People, at least in the literal sense, are not a disease (no matter what Agent Smith and certain other philosophers might think about people metaphorically).

Last, people are not born with antibodies if their mothers don't have them. You do not have a baby so it will be born with antibodies to cure another baby of the same parental lineage. You can get genetically similar bone marrow, but not antibodies. Antibodies are formed by random couplings of light and heavy chains at birth and through antigen exposure. There are some similarities between siblings, but it's not perfect (hell, bone marrow isn't even perfectly matched most of the time and you have to have a lot fewer things matched there to be compatible than you would to have antibodies match). If you expose a baby in the womb to antigens for the sake of producing antibodies for its full sibling, you are a monster. Also, I'm not even sure that would work.

There. Science lesson over. Now, I scream. AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

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