Data Point A – Air travel as a vector for the spread of disease.
Data Point B – Renewed warnings about the likelihood of a flu pandemic
Data Point C – number 3: Chance of a viral pandemic in the next 70 years – very high.

Reflections on life at “De Witte Wand”…
Data Point A – Air travel as a vector for the spread of disease.
Data Point B – Renewed warnings about the likelihood of a flu pandemic
Data Point C – number 3: Chance of a viral pandemic in the next 70 years – very high.
I came across this today. It looks to me like a remake of Aliens for spelunkers. However, the preview does contain one moment that reminded me strongly of the best moment in Pitch Black. Pity the moment is contained in the preview. It makes me think that perhaps the preview is going to be better than the movie…
I think in some ways I like this better than I am going to like the Revenge of the Sith.
For example: a) it’s done well, using a fraction of the budget. b) the acting is probably better c) the dialogue is not as mind-numbingly awful* and d) unlike George, it doesn’t take itself seriously.
* Harrison Ford was reputed to have said to George Lucas: "George, You can write this shit, but you can’t say it"
No, not a reference to Star Trek, but the real thing.
NASA reports that Voyager has entered the Final Frontier of our Solar System. I find this amazing.
Also on the Mind Hacks Blog is reference to a report that whould seem to indicate that the Internet is increasingly figuring in psychotic delusions.
In the Middle Ages we had demons and devils, from the 1950s on we had UFOs and alien abductions, now it’s the Internet whose tentacles reach into our minds.
Give it another decade or two, and I predict that the emphasis will shift to biotech…
Over at the Mind Hacks Blog, Tom Stafford refers to the intriguing theory by the evolutionary pscychologist David Buss that homicide is an evolutionary adaptation that we all share.
As Bill Hill has pointed out, somewhat tongue-in-cheek, our operating system is Homo Sapiens 1.0, it’s been in place, without any upgrade, for at least 100,000 years, and the design parameters that were used in its creation apply to very few of today’s humans.
Richard Dawkins has written another good article demonstrating the flaws in the logic followed by creationists and supporters of Intelligent Design.
What is particularly galling to him, and to many scientists, is the creationist habit of "quote-mining" – taking something completely out of context and turning the sense of the original completely back to front. I am quite convinced they don’t do it out of ignorance but out of wilful deceit. I see them do it time and time again on the BBC messageboards for Evolution and Origins.
As Dawkins writes, for supporters of Creationism and Intelligent Design: Ignorance is God’s Gift to Kansas.
Here at chez nous, Martin is the gardener – I just mow the lawn, or occasionally share some of the heavier garden work. Because of this secondary position, I don’t have very much influence over what goes into the garden.
I know this because I can’t have a Monkey Puzzle tree in the garden.
My better half has stamped his foot, and, being the head gardener, pulled rank on me. It is useless for me to say (quite truthfully) that ever since I was a small child, I have loved the look of the Monkey Puzzle tree, and always wanted to have one. In fact, I think it was probably a formative experience as a very small child that imprinted this desire on me. I must have only been about seven or so…
My parents had a hotel. To my seven year old eyes, in the winter, the out-of-season time, it was rather like having the run of the Overlook from Kubrick’s The Shining. The attic seemed to me to be huge, filled with mysterious things that either belonged to us, or were fixtures and fittings of the hotel that had passed their in-fashion date. One day I was poking about in the attic and found: an artificial monkey puzzle tree. I had never seen anything like this before – and when I learned the name from my mother I was even more intrigued. Ever since then, I’ve wanted to have one in a garden that I can call my own.
Flash forward to present time and "No, you can’t have a tree like that in the garden".
So – time to get sneaky, and this is where the Wollemi Pine enters our story. The Wollemi Pine is one of the world’s oldest and rarest plants dating back to the time of the dinosaurs. Until 1994, when it was discovered at a secret location in Australia, it was known only in 200 million-year-old fossil records. With less than 100 adult trees known to exist in the wild, the Wollemi Pine is now the focus of extensive research to safeguard its survival. Its very dark green leaves and bubbly bark help mark it out as a close relative of the Monkey Puzzle tree (beginning to get the picture?).
So here’s the schtick – how can my gardening husband possibly refuse the chance to help propagate an exceedingly rare species of tree?
We can register online at www.wollemipine.com and get involved in what is a worldwide conservation project. So I get something that is closely related to the mysterious tree of my childhood and he gets the feelgood factor of helping to preserve something extremely rare. A win-win situation, I feel. I’ll let you know how it goes when I drop this on him.
But apparently not in this household. And the mother even has the audacity to blame the schools: "I don’t care what people say about me. I blame the schools – sex education for young girls should be better".
I despair. It’s the sort of thing that gives eugenics a good name. And one of the babies is called T-Jay? That’s a name? I feel a depressing attack of the Victor Meldrews coming on…
One of the threads that Peter Watts wove into his picture of Vampire Domestication was the connection with the human brain’s facility of pattern matching and the apparent ability of savants to "calculate" difficult mathematical problems instantly. I put quotes around the word calculate, because a savant isn’t really "calculating" at all – the answer is just apparent to them.
By coincidence, I was reading today in the Guardian about the documentary that has been made about Daniel Tammet, an autistic savant. That triggered a memory, and sure enough, I had read an article on Tammet in the Guardian a few months back. Tammet is unusual in that he can describe how he does these feats of mathematical wizardry to ordinary mortals like us. The article is well worth reading and gives a brief glimpse into another way of experiencing the world.
Devolution – subtitled: Why Intelligent Design Isn’t – is the title of an article written by H. Allen Orr for The New Yorker. It is one of the best-written pieces of journalism I’ve yet read on why Intelligent Design isn’t science.
The noise made by the supporters of ID is growing in volume in the US (and even, heaven help us, in the usually pragmatic Netherlands*). So it is good to see some clear voices prepared to state that the emperor has no clothes and that ID is simply junk science. The sooner this boil of ID is lanced, the better it will be.
* Last Saturday’s Volkskrant carried an interview with Maria van der Hoeven, Minister for Education, Culture and Science. She wants a "broad debate over evolutionary theory" and has written in her weblog of her interest in ID. Personally, I would think holding such a view would disqualify anyone from holding a ministerial post with the words "education" and "science" in the title, but then, oxymorons seem to abound in this world.
Via Boing Boing, comes this magnificently ironical parody of a presentation at a Pharmaceutical Conference. Brilliantly performed by its author, Peter Watts, it gives a chillingly low-key pitch as to why vampires can benefit society. "Sociopaths are already highly productive members of corporate society".
As counterpoint to the exposition are the wonderful company slogans of FizerPharm shown on the slides; example: FizerPharm – Trust, Profit, Deniability.
The penultimate sentence of the presentation is, of course, the kicker.
You may recall that last week I referred to an opinion piece by Professor William Rubenstein where he demonstrated extremely convincingly why he should stick to his subject (History) and spare us his embarrassing theories on why evolution is problematic.
He’s obviously been taken aback at the amount of scorn that has been poured on his ideas, and has come back with some further comments.
Alas, he’s just digging himself ever deeper into a hole of his own making. Orac makes the only possible response to Rubenstein’s rubbish on his blog here.
I had hoped that Rubenstein was authoring some deadpan satire. Depressingly, it appears as though he is incapable of recognising that what he wrote is pure codswallop.
The BBC World Service has just started a new series to explore the science of memory.
William James (19th Century Philospher) once commented that "Memory is the other half of Self" – and indeed, the Self relies on memory for its very existence.
Just been listening to the first episode, and it’s good stuff.
It had to happen, I suppose. But it does make for a nice headline.
Robert Sheckley is an author of Science Fiction. I have a few books of his in my collection, of which I enjoyed The Alchemical Marriage of Alistair Crompton and The Journey of Joenes the most.
Why am I telling you this? Because at the moment, Sheckley is apparently ill in a hospital in the Ukraine, and needs to be flown home to the US for further treatment. His medical insurance doesn’t cover this, and so his family is trying to raise the money. If you would like to help, you can find out more on Neil Gaiman’s blog.
Just watching Dead Ringers – some good sketches this week. Particularly liked the George Galloway arriving at US Customs sketch, Celebrity Pimping and Condi Rice live from Baghdad.
When I was 17, I bought the three hardcover books that comprise The Lord of the Rings, by J. R. R. Tolkien. At the time (1966), the second, revised, edition had just been published – so my set was the first printing of the second edition. I’ve had the books in my possession ever since. They have been read three times, and with their original dustjackets, they are in very good condition.
A few weeks ago, there was a TV programme on the BBC (20th Century Antiques) that featured the same edition of the books, and it would seem that they have some monetary value – the books on the programme were quoted as being worth £1,500. That piqued my interest, so I thought I would seek advice as to whether my books were in the same ballpark, or (knowing my luck) worth a couple of quid.
I happened to be in the south of The Netherlands for our friends’ wedding, and nearby was Bredevoort – a small picturesque village that has a large number of antiquarian bookshops. So I took myself off to the village, lugging my set of The Lord of the Rings.
I first visited the Pergamon bookshop, and explained I was seeking advice about the books. The bookseller examined them, and perhaps I was imagining it, but I swear his eyebrows raised ever so slightly. He said that indeed the books could be worth something, and went to a bookcase where he had a set of the first edition, eleventh impression (1965). These were on sale for €700. He thought that perhaps the first printing of the second edition would be worth less, but I recalled that on the BBC programme, the expert had said that because the second edition was revised, a first printing was still pretty valuable. Be that as it may, the bookseller advised that I should take them to the English Bookshop in the village, where Mr. Webb could give his advice. In any event, he advised me to be careful with the books.
So, off I trundled, and found the bookshop and its owner to whom I showed the books. He examined them carefully (my tension mounting), and then casually offered me €15 per book.
Er, excuse me? Now, I realise that a bookseller has to have a markup, but this does seem a trifle on the low side. I notice that there’s been an auction on eBay for a set of the books – a second printing of the second edition (so less interesting for collectors) that closed at the equivalent of about €300.
So I declined Mr. Webb’s kind offer and trundled off with my books again.
I’m in no hurry to sell these books, but I will continue to seek advice on their value. And they will remain unread – I have yet another edition of the books that I use when I return to re-read Tolkien’s masterwork.
We got back from our friends’ wedding yesterday. It was a great success. The weather held out, and everyone had a wonderful day. I took over 1,000 photos. Hopefully a few will be worth keeping…
It’s like a game of Whack-a-Mole – just as you think one Star Wars blog has come to a fitting end, up pops another one. Somehow I don’t think Anthony Lane will be a regular reader.