Monday, July 31, 2006

Blog Nazis

It's been a week or so since I last visited Petite Anglais, but I was shocked to discover, on a recent visit, that she has fallen foul of the blog nazis. Fired for keeping a blog, an anonymous blog, one in which she barely mentioned her workplace!

This short of thing should make us all very nervous.


Just sad and wrong, as ever the result of employers who clearly don't understand technocracy.

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We went a hikin'....

...and got piss wet through!

So for anyone who's been living in the far North of Scotland, or across the pond, you may know there's been something of a heatwave in old Blighty this past MONTH (grrr).

- Calm -

Anyway. A work colleague friend and I finally managed to get organised and went on a yomp in the Lakes, the Greenburn Round (Lt. Langdale - Wet Side Edge - Lt. & Gt. Carrs - Swirl How and Wetherlam). We set of in Stinking heat, thoroughly over heated, even in our thin shirts and shorts, but very enjoyable as my friend's grin will testify to.



None the less. After stopping for lunch, in the time it took for us to put our respective accoutrements away, the weather turned from airy and pleasant to rain storm and 20 mph winds. Now I've been caught out a few times in the past. I also happen to be pretty good at on the ground weather prediction. AND I'd read the mountain forecast, so was expecting SHOWERS, just as the synoptic charts had indicated.

...but this was not showers. This was nasty. This left us, and several other shorts 'n' t-shirt wearing walkers, rather shocked and suddenly rather exposed on the top of a big hill. Needless to say we all fled back to our respective valleys of origin, though ours was a rather boggy, cross-country affair.

We took refuge in Cathedral Cavern, home of much childhood spelunking.



Arse. After all this scorching heat sapping our energy! I will remember to pack ALL waterproofs next time.


Even in the desert. Naughty Mountain Leader!

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Thursday, July 27, 2006

To tell you the truth...

So, CONGRATS to (Dr) Pew on passing her PhD viva ordeal yesterday. Now shush, LOL.

When confessing a hitherto withheld point, why do people say "To tell you the truth, it's like this..." I mean, what exactly am I supposed to take from this; that they've been lying to me up to this point?

Weeds. Given that there is thankfully nothing worth watching on TV these days, other than Top Gear, I was surprised to find this US show called Weeds. It's a dark comedy of the of the middle-class/soccer-mom/Desperate Housewives ilk that the US seems to be
exploring at the moment. Essentially, 40-something, well-to-do Mom (the lovely Mary-Louise Parker) is widowed and turns to selling Pot to "keep up with the Jones's".

I especially love the opening credits song "Little Boxes" by Malvina Reynolds:

"Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of tickytacky
Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same
There’s a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one
And they’re all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses all went to the university
Where they were put in boxes and they came out all the same,
And there’s doctors and there’s lawyers, and business executives
And they’re all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course and drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children and the children go to school
And the children go to summer camp and then to the university
Where they are put in boxes and they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business and marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.
"


(I would have inserted a link to the official webiste, but it seems they block all traffic outside of the U.S.A!)

Planning. I've done something that I'll probably regret today. I've decided not to attend a Council Planning Committee meeting regarding the proposed housing development in the woods behind my house. I opposed it and encouraged the neighbours to do so. We evidently put a spanner in the works as it has gone to committee (less than 10% of cases do so), but despite that, I know that most of the committee are in the developer's pockets. It would be a waste of my time as my words would have no effect on the decision they have indicated they will make, i.e. the development goes forward.

I can't help thinking, but what if. What if my presence there would have had an effect? The site is a "brownfield" site. So these are regions that are first dibs on development....but it's not a derelict factory or piece of waste ground, it's a piece of well reclaimed and incredible biodiverse woodland. Reclaimed brownfield sites are often more biodiverse that even "greenfield" sites, which may be limited due to open space, recreation or extant climax communities of large trees blocking ground growth.

The developers still have a lot of loops to jump through and have a mountain of considerations to take into account. Plus they have to include some public amenity planting in their site. They've been limited to 17 houses due to nature of the site.

But I feel bad now. I couldn't follow through this time and it has made me realise, as if I didn't know, that the appearance of public involvment in governmental and quasi-governmental policies is just a facade. It's the impression of democracy to placate the masses, when really "The Party Rules" policy of big brother, his mates and their big pockets is king.


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Monday, July 24, 2006

Is it important?

"The following statement is true:
The previous statement is untrue
"

Chew on that for a bit.

It's late.

Bed

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Saturday, July 22, 2006

Priceless television....

The only thing worth watching on TV these days, Top Gear. Watch the clip through to the end. I was on the floor with hysterics:



Top Gear Magazine
BBC Top Gear Site
Watch the whole series

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Friday, July 21, 2006

PC in science writing...

I hate political correctness in scientific papers. It’s especially insulting given the readership of such articles. I especially hate the use of the term “sacrificed” or the one in the current paper I’m reading “euthanized” to describe the killing of test animals as part of an experiment. In the latter it was the killing of test chickens to look at the results of antibiotic trials on their gut flora. However, perhaps “killing” has it’s own connotations, but it’s semantically different from “murdered”. Perhaps “rendered dead” is the way to go?

I’m reminded of an excellent, if wax-lyrical, 1955 Nature article by John Baker entitled English Style in Scientific Papers. It was popularly received as it was one of those moments where someone sticks their head up and says “Err…..just what on Earth do you think you’re all playing at?!”; his subject being the grandiloquence and foibles that “are the enemies of good English” and hinder the effective communication of science.


[Those with subscriptions can see an online copy via an Editorial and recent reprint in the Journal of Biological Chemistry Classics series: Kresge N. et al. (2006). J. Biol. Chem., Vol. 281(17): 14 - original article via pdf link].

He loathes the “grandiloquence” that has crept into scientific papers, and waxes particularly about the use of such terms as “vide supra” rather than “see above”, which he finds particularly amusing when in the such papers the lack of Latin knowledge is often demonstrated by the author not realising the word “data” is pleural. He is also bemused by the use of “circa”, “ca.” or “c.” ahead of a year, rather than just saying “about”, or the use of “juxta-“ instead of “near”.

I have to admit, I’ve been guilty of grandiloquence without even realising it. It’s just the climate you’re trained in. Although, I do find myself using the words “putative” (def: supposed or thought to be) and “ligate” (def. to bind or join) in common day situations, which is a little sad. Especially as most people outside of science stopped using such words years ago.

The one thing that does catch all scientists out though, is phrase construction. Baker suggests that you wouldn’t, in ordinary speech, say “a tea containing cup”, you’d say “ a cup containing tea”. So why then do scientists say “iron containing globules” when what is meant is “globules containing iron”? Or they say “eight micra[sic] thick sections” when they mean “sections 8 µ thick”. By the way, the “[sic]” means I’m indicating that the word is spelt as quoted, it’s not a typo on my part.

A scientist would never say "the Jones associated people", yet write "the nucleolus associated chromatin". I must say, I'm getting a little a little blog associated RSI with the length of this post! But I continue....

He cites, as one of the worst examples of piling up qualifying words (other than adjectives) in front of the noun they qualify, the example “adenosine triphosphate activated actomyosin contraction” when of course it should be “the contraction of actomyosin, activated by adenosine triphosphate”.

Where does such piling of adjectival phrases come from? Well it’s a German-American import apparently. Writing in 1955, Baker comments that it is not surprising that a Germanic sentence construction should have crept into scientific papers given that many American scientists are of German descent, evident by the list of authors in journals published in the USA. He suggests it is the product of a generation of scholarly Americans writing in the manner they’d become accustomed having grown up with parents who constructed their sentences in their native, German way.

Word piling works in German, where they have sufficient inflection to carry you through the adjectival phrases to the eventual qualifying noun, but in English, well, one just gets lost. None the less, despite many of us English and Scots having an otherwise syntactically clear, logical sentence construction, we find it necessary to copy the American-German import, just because that’s the culture of scientific papers.


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Saturday, July 15, 2006

Why God doesn't have a PhD?

Browsing my archives, I felt this was due its annual airing:

Why God doesn't have a PhD?
  • He had only one major publication.
  • It was in Hebrew.
  • It had no references.
  • It wasn't published in a refereed journal.
  • Some even doubt he wrote it by himself.
  • It may be true that he created the world, but what has he done since then?
  • His cooperative efforts have been quite limited.
  • The scientific community has had a hard time replicating his results.
  • He never applied to the ethics board for permission to use human subjects.
  • When one experiment went awry he tried to cover it by drowning his subjects.
  • When subjects didn't behave as predicted, he deleted them from the sample.
  • He rarely came to class, just told students to read the book.
  • Some say he had his son teach the class.
  • He expelled his first two students for learning.
  • Although there were only 10 requirements, most of his students failed his tests.
  • His office hours were infrequent and usually held on a mountaintop.

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Putativity...

On experiments
I think my experiment worked. All be it slightly. I think perhaps that this is rather more annoying than it not working at all. After all, when something doesn’t work, you know where you are. It doesn’t work. The end. Goodbye.

This time, it did something. When I added A to B, it got that silvery feeling and gave me a little of C, except C isn’t a product, it’s a reaction…..and when I added a little of D, all the C was reset to zero. Take it from me, this was a useful thing to see.

I think my problem was perfectionism. My previous approach to the experiment was flawed because I was too close. I’d liken it to spotting a blotch on your parquet flooring, and avidly setting to cleaning it up….but as the alien sees from above, if you’d only looked further a field, the blotch was everywhere. It was the pattern.

So I started big. Big changes for big “C”. Once I have big “C”, I can start refining to find little “c”. Then I have something to write about.

Superjoke
In completely different news, I went to see Superman Returns last night. I cannot pass any judgement on it though. Not until I’ve seen it again. The reason I need to see it again is because I missed the start. Oh, I was in my seat in good time, unfortunately the projectionist decided he could not do his job, so instead of starting the film, he started an advert reel. We sat through this for 10 mins, with the house lights on, until (I guess) he realised. We then saw the next 10 mins of the film with the house lights still on. We were all crying at them to rewind, but they told us they couldn’t – god forbid he has to go home 20 mins late for his cock-up.

Unfortunately, I was so excited to see the film that I stayed, and got the gist of what I’d missed.

That being said, I’m off to get a refund now ;-)

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Thursday, July 13, 2006

The Thursday that was....

So as it was, the experiment didn't work. So that's a 3 week round-trip to tackle it from a different angle, with nary a sniff of success. I'm starting to quietly panic. I won't mention that I've rested the remainder of my research fellowship on the functioning of this technique. Nor will I mention that I've told my funding body that we're going to use this technique to characterise a whole glut of other wonderful things.

I'll give it another go tomorrow. Of course, I would be helped if the supposéd inter-/multi-disciplinary research centre that claims to be in existance at my research institute would actually function as one. For a mere cost of £2000 per annum, we have the "right" to access the facilities. Let that not be confused with the actual costs of hiring and running the machines and purchasing consumables. It's just an executive ticket to "access" them. But one might think that a bioscientist with a highly developed set of skills in bacterial genetics and biochemistry might rely on the equally extensive skill set of those people responsible for such complicated pieces of biophysical wizardry as are found in our research institute?

Such assistance, if it were at the level it should be, would remedy my issues considerably. Alas, once again I am faced with the choice of (yet again) spending time becoming a part-time biophysicist in order to operate and troubleshoot the equipment I'm trying to use, or, getting on with the ton of other equally pressing work in my own area of expertise, which to be fair, is more than enough for two people to be getting on with. Fancy-pansy "Research Facilities" are just money-spinning, attention seeking gimmicks. I am yet to find someone in my institute who as successfully navigated all the equipment available.

Maybe the next time a physicist comes for help in learning the biochemical aspects of manipulating DNA as a molecular scaffold, I'll just give them a biology textbook and tell them to start with the paragraph beginning "Deoxyribonucleic acid consists of four bases: A....."?

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Wednesday, July 12, 2006

On birthdays...

It’s my birthday tomorrow, so it figures that I’ve had a glut of birthday txts today, and I expect another glut on 14th. Why is that? Why not the 13th? It’s as if my actual birthday is a rather fuzzy target, no one has ever been able to hit it dead on.

It might be due to the fact that growing up I had three friends at school all of whom had their birthdays on the 14th July, thus our group parties used to be then. I guess it was easier to remember the one date. Or perhaps it’s because the 13th is somehow unlucky within Christian traditions.

Anyway, I’m not 30 yet, but I’m knocking on the door. I’ve got things I want to achieve before 30, so I better start running. My PI and I have just submitted a grant proposal for another 3 years funding, so fingers (and everything else) crossed, I’ll get it. I won’t know until September though, which could make the California trip the trip of a lifetime, or a sad farewell to my discipline’s community.

September is a little close to my contract ending to be resting all my eggs in one basket, so I’m going to have to hit job street. Easier said that done when your loved one has set you the task of finding such specialised work within this county or the neighbouring one. I could walk into jobs in Cambridge or any number of places in the South, but I’m not ready to take the hit in spending power.

Must. Stay. Positive.

…bit of the birthday blues I guess. Hopefully the experiment I have planned for tomorrow will work, which largely depends on me getting off my ass and prepping some stuff today! I was born on a Thursday. It's my day.

*sigh*

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Tuesday, July 11, 2006

On the road....update.

Well, not quite, but working on it.

So due to the dicky scheduling (and costs) of Delta Airlines, my road trip around North California has been cut from 6 to 5 days. Boo! But I have my flights booked and paid for (by my research grant! Hehehe). So that leaves me with 5 days in South Lake Tahoe (Fallen Leaf specifically), then 5 days on the road. My bud from Atlanta arrives from Reno in the afternoon of the last day of my conference, hopefully in our hire car....I'm still of a mind to splash out and hire a bright red Ford Mustang convertable!

I still have absolutely no idea where we plan to end up the first night. We're trucking it up North along the west of Lake Tahoe to Truckee, then following the roads toward Davis, Sacramento, Fairfield and Napa. I'd like to stop somewhere over in the Sonoma valley (Napa being overpriced and overrun with people). That'd set us up well to head into San Francisco the next morning, via the Golden Gate Bridge.

Accommodation in SF...what a nightmare! So expensive! Anyway, stumbled across
The Green Tortoise Hostel in North Beach and booked a private room for the two days we plan to stay in the city. Looking forward to the vibe! The parks, Golden Gate, Haight-Ashbury, Chinatown, Berkeley and a few other places are all on the cards. We can't do everything, so we're not going to try. Quality, not quantity.

Then it's off east towards gold country, Jamestown and Sonora before spending the afternoon driving around Yosemite. Staying in, or just outside, Yosemite that night. The next morning we're through Yosemite via the Tioga Pass. We don't have time to hike, so there's not much point doing much more than stop-starting our way through. Another time. Then the last full day will be spent doing the June Lake loop and Ansel Adam's country, then back up the East Sierra Scenic Byway to Mono Lake, then on past Carson City to the "Western" town of Virginia City, and finally to Reno for the evening. It's not all gambling in Reno these days I'm told, there's a new trendy art cafe-society district there apparently?

I'm buying myself a US PAYG SIM for the duration...no nasty roaming fees for me this time. Pittsburgh taught me that!

Anyway. Advice on places to visit or places to stay is very welcome!

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Friday, July 07, 2006

Alien scream....

"In order to frighten his sister this guy puts a very creepy child's mannequin next to her bed in the dark and tapes her reaction. He was expecting her to be scared, but not that scared. She goes completely hysterical!"


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