Showing posts with label Pharyngula. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pharyngula. Show all posts

Friday, 5 February 2010

Saying it like it is

One of the rules here at The Hegemon is Thou Shalt Not Bring The Institution Into Disrepute, which broadly translates as Thou Shalt Not Publicly Discuss Management's Incompetence Even If It's Been In The Press. You may have noticed that I am a muzzled Vole of late.

Clearly other institutions take a more kindly view of dissent: here's what Pharyngula has to say about his employer:

I'm quite proud, under most circumstances, to be affiliated with the University of Minnesota: it's an excellent university (and the Morris campus is the best within the system, although some of the other campuses argue about that), we've got great students, and we are a secular public institution dedicated to giving an affordable education to anyone. However, there is also one thing about the University of Minnesota which causes me great shame, and which I consider a betrayal of reason and evidence.
I am speaking, of course, of the Center for Spirituality & Healing. Center for Bullshit & Quackery is more like it. It's the cesspit of the university, where all the pseudoscientific fuzzy-headed crap that fails is excreted, polished, gilded, and held on high as a beacon of New Age light to lead the gullible into a sewer of feel-good futility. If I were president of the university (only possible if genies are real), my first act would be to shut down the whole institution and send the dishonest rascals running the show back to their profitable nostrum-peddling, crystal-gazing, finger-waving tea rooms and sideshow tents.

Wednesday, 13 January 2010

Snow joke

I'm happy today. Despite the fact that the Ultimate Authority of the Hegemon got a 7% pay rise (from £213,000 to £228,000) while lots of us lost our jobs and the institution was fined several million pounds by the government, and there's still lots of marking to do, it's snowing, which always makes me happy. I've also received the latest Stile Antico recording (John Sheppard's Media Vita and other music), and new albums by The Imagined Village and Spiers and Boden.

Another happy man is Pharyngula, the militant atheist and biologist, who's come up with a cunning plan. Institute a state religion in the US by means of a game show like Pop Idol. One of the rounds involves giving each faith a terminally ill child: to win, you have to get said child to recover through prayer! More fiendish details here.

Meanwhile, here's some Morton Feldman, in honour of his birth 84 years ago today.

Friday, 16 October 2009

They use my bathroom!

This is stunning (via Pharyngula): a judge in - well, you guess the country - refuses to marry interracial couples but says he isn't racist:

"I'm not a racist. I just don't believe in mixing the races that way,"Bardwell told the Associated Press on Thursday. "I have piles and piles of black friends. They come to my home, I marry them, they use my bathroom. I treat them just like everyone else."

I know that the US is much more democratic than the UK - and this can be the result. A registry officer in this country would be sacked and charged with several offences for this, quite rightfully. I trust this one's going to a higher court.

Monday, 10 August 2009

Hallelujah!

Pharyngula took about 300 atheists to the Creation 'Museum' at the weekend, looking for a dignified discussion with that organisation. There are a lot of posts and pictures about it over there, so I won't go into details, but I wish I'd been there as it looks like a lot of fun. I particularly loved the exhibit notes which described every geological period (Jurassic etc) as dating to about 2348 B.C., and the careful explanation that dinosaurs ate meat 'after the Fall', as everything was vegetarian prior to that.

My Fall came in the second year of university. I went vegetarian in school when I was 16 - the only one in the place, which caused trouble. Everyone else viewed it as subversion, and the staff literally didn't know what it entailed. Cold ham appeared ('it's just ham') at first, and seafood was regularly presented. The general standard of the food improved massively though, as somebody had to cook it specially. For the first year at university, I mostly ate carrots - just because I liked them. I was a trifle on the slim side though. Then gradually curries and bacon sandwiches, even kebabs started to appeal and I gave in: I now enjoy a multitude of species, though only free-range and local corpses.

Friday, 26 June 2009

Au revoir, until Monday

I'm off home now, so you won't hear from me until Monday. I'll leave you with an amusing image posted over at Pharyngula. If you can't see what's funny, you need remedial classes.

Damn - over an hour later and I'm still at work - reading a paper on Foucault and Professionalism in PR. It's very good, despite its author's addiction to 'indicative'!

Thursday, 11 June 2009

'ello 'ello 'ello part 324 - Only in Texas

Pharyngula notes that 'hello' has now been officially replaced in a Texan county by 'heaven-o' because of the first satanic syllable of the traditional greeting. Think it'll catch on? Any alternative suggestions? What other words will we have to dump to stay on God's good side?

Wednesday, 27 May 2009

Buenos Tardes

We're off to revel in Spanish victory. Before that though, as I'm a cradle Catholic, I'll take the Which Pope Are You? test, as featured on Pharyngula.

My result is fairly boring. Anyone do better?

Pull your socks up!

You are an amalgamation of those pesky anti-Popes Clement VII and Benedict XIII

Thursday, 14 May 2009

Oh no, he's droning on again

Here goes with the kind of post that you all ignore. Would it help if I added something sarcastic about Manchester United, or referred to Betty Boo?

You all know that I'm a massive fan of Pharyngula, an American science professor who has a neat sideline in speaking up for scientific endeavour in the face of religion, quackery and media stupidity.

A couple of days ago he gave the graduation speech at Keck School of Medicine. He made some comments that teachers, students and everybody else should take seriously in a climate where being an expert is increasingly being associated with arrogance and contempt:

… the responsibility of the public intellectual is what I want to say a few words about to you. You are about to receive a diploma that gives you the potential to be one of us, too.

A public intellectual is the modern equivalent of the court jester -- the wise fool who could say anything to the king, because no one would ever take him seriously as a rival for the throne. If the concept is too medieval for you, look at 21st century America, where the best news commentary on television is offered by a couple of comedians on a small cable network. It's the same principle: people on the edge of the herd, whether it's the mass media or the general electorate, are unconstrained by the group norms and are given greater freedom to speak out and express themselves. The weirdos, by their very nature, have more latitude, and we also institutionalize the principle in ideas like academic freedom.

Did I just call you all weirdos? I'm sorry, yes I did. You're all receiving advanced degrees from USC, and that automatically makes you all a bunch of nerds. You should be proud.

You are also the lucky few, the ones with talent and discipline and the fortunate opportunity to pursue science and medicine, and you have acquired another kind of debt: you have been granted this privilege, and now you owe society repayment. We need you to make the world a better place. To quote a comic book character, with great power comes great responsibility.

Power? That diploma may not give you political power, or the ability to beat up criminals, and it may not even guarantee you a job, sorry to say, but it does represent something significant: it's intellectual capital. You will have acquired some small measure of authority and credibility with that acknowledgment of your accomplishments, and I'm here to tell you to spend it.

There's lots more, about the graduate's duty to communicate and to criticise error. Don't just become pliable work units. Become troublemakers, agitators - at work, or in the public sphere. I know it's easy for me to say this in my job (which isn't quite as cushy or secure as you may think), but we'd live in a better society if we didn't let the shysters, conmen and bullshitters set the tone in politics, the media and pretty much every other sphere of our lives. You do have the skills and intelligence to object now and then - you just need the courage. One of the few things I'm proudest of is ticking off a copper for bullying some skate kids at the railway station. It was a small thing (though scary) but it reminded me, her, and them, that we're citizens with a role to play in each others' lives.

I do wonder, sometimes, what my job is. There's a debate in my office at the moment about the nature of professionalism. We agree that it's about defending the public good - in terms of educational motives - rather than just taking your money and doing whatever our bosses say - which at the moment means dumbing down and being 'market-oriented'. The intrinsic value of education is under attack - one of our incoming deans openly rejected the idea that small subjects should be taught. Brilliant. What a philistine.

Not many people may need to speak a particular language or understand a particular culture, but they'll come in useful at some point, and surely there's something valuable about just caring about things, however 'obscure'. If more people understood Afghan culture, or about financial planning, or the sociology of MPs, perhaps this country would be in a better state.

OK, rant over. Back to pop culture. I'm listening to Modern Life Is Rubbish. It's so elegiac.

Friday, 1 May 2009

Put the pliers down, Torquemada!

A while ago, I posted links to research showing that religious people buy more porn. Now, as Pharyngula notes, religious people are more likely to condone torture. Guys! You're meant to be horrified by crucifixion, not inspired! It does explain all those rather detailed paintings of hell (and the past 2000 years of history).

Wednesday, 1 April 2009

He gets readers

I'm always pleased when 35 people read my blog in a day (actually, 35 views doesn't mean 35 unique visitors). Imagine my jealousy: Pharyngula got 2, 296, 911 visitors last month. That's more than 35 a day, English students!

Note to self - it's not a competition.

Friday, 20 March 2009

Satan runs Windows, God uses a Mac

Through the mighty power of Paypal and a voice synthesizer, you can now automate your prayer schedule: send your credit card details and your prayer needs, and Information Age Prayer will actually do the praying for you by running your request through a computer. I really hope this is a scam… still, should save the devout a lot of time and wear on their trouser knees (h/t Pharyngula).

Tuesday, 3 March 2009

O Frabjous Day

My favourite scientist, Pharyngula, is joining my favourite newspaper for a monthly column. With Bad Science on board, it's swiftly becoming lefty-rationalist central!

Also, it has a sense of humour. Its nickname is The Grauniad because of its formerly awful proofing - look up grauniad.co.uk

Monday, 2 March 2009

Dirty, perverted conservatives

It's in the New Scientist and it's statistically significant: the more conservative (judged by the US elections by state) you are, the more porn you consume. I suppose it figures - us lefties are concerned about objectification and simulation and exploitation - whereas Tories are all for such things.

More surprisingly, as Pharyngula notes, the stronger your beliefs in 'old-fashioned family values' and in Aids-as-God's-punishment, the more porn you ogle. Weirdos.

Tuesday, 24 February 2009

Weird science

Two wonderful things over on Pharyngula: the fish with a transparent head and barrel shaped eyes that located completely inside said cranium, and a link to a quiz: are your morals Biblically bona-fide? Take it now!

My result:
Your morality is 0% in line with that of the bible.
 

Damn you heathen! Your book learnin' has done warped your mind. You shall not be invited next time I sacrifice a goat.

Do You Have Biblical Morals?
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Tuesday, 17 February 2009

I'm an inspiration

Not to students, obviously. But I sent Pharyngula the article that forms the basis of this entry - uncredited (though he's quite capable of reading it himself and probably lots of other people sent it)!

Wednesday, 21 January 2009

A dose of common sense

Like most people, I'm sceptical of Big Pharma, commercial scientific organisations and the like (how's the Malaria cure coming on boys? Coming up after yet another treatment for 'erectile dysfunction' or halitosis?) because let's face it, their motivation is profit and that, you'll be amazed to hear, distorts their priorities. 

However, I am fascinated by scientific research - and horrified by supposedly intelligent people who put their faith in quacks (who are also naked capitalists). So I thought I'd point you to two great science communicators, both linked to from my blog list. Ben Goldacre is the acerbic nerd who writes Bad Science in the Guardian every Saturday, patiently explaining to us how and why dodgy corporations, rip-off merchants and the media conspire, through greed, malice or incompetence, to mislead us about pretty much every science story which reaches us. Buy his book.

The other author I'd like to direct you towards is someone whose blog I discovered only recently. Pharyngula is a practising scientist who has a great gift for direct, outspoken communication and the great joy of living in a country seemingly run by obscurantist medievalist cranks, on whom he practises his scorn - like this:

I wrote about the Kara Neumann case last year — it was the tragic story of an 11 year old girl in Wisconsin who died of treatable juvenile diabetes because her parents were faith-healing morons. Morons who still claim they did no wrong by neglecting their daughter when she lapsed into unconsciousness, choosing to call on the congregation of their wackaloon church to pray harder, instead of calling a doctor.

The parents are finally going to trial this spring, and it could be an interesting case. They are clearly and self-admittedly guilty of lethal negligence, but Wisconsin law actually has an exemption for people who choose to treat their children with prayer. It's an evil law, but it is on the books, and that makes this a case where justice and reason are on one side, and narrow legalism and superstition are on the other. I'm not betting on which side will win out, not in America

All hail P Z Myers.