Obsessions, Dreams and Premonitions

  For most of my life, I’ve been obsessed with plane crashes. It began when I was in first grade, and my dad and his squadron went to Turkey on TDY (temporary duty assignment — the military equivalent of a business trip). They were there to practice dropping bombs from their fighter jets. Dad qualified […]

Once Upon a Phylogeny

One of the ornaments that will come down from the attic in the next few weeks has a fairy wearing a blue gown on it; she’s sitting on a crescent moon. This picture has a quote below it: “If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairytales. If you want them to be […]

The Last Word

11- 15 November This week it was revealed that “assholes and dinosaurs do sometimes seem to be inseparable.” No- shhh. Shh. Don’t.  Just read Ann’s post. Erik explained science journalism using the metaphor of toe fungus. Jessa explored whether scientists are public property. I wondered why African Americans, paradoxically, have more robust mental health than […]

The mental health paradox

It’s a long-standing mystery in public health: despite the inarguably vast number of psychological and sociological stresses they face in the U.S., African Americans are mentally healthier than white people. The phenomenon is formally described as the “race paradox in mental health”. The paradox became apparent in the mid-1990s. Since then, an overwhelming majority of […]

Are Academics a Public Resource?

As a frequent flyer I have begun to be able to spot those airline passengers who have not yet twigged to the cabin crew’s role. A flight attendant could give you a more accurate figure, but I’d guess roughly a tenth of passengers think the plane is equipped with on-board waiters. A small paradigm shift […]

The Last Word

4- 8 November This week, Cassie started losing toenails. Helen pointed out that women have gone into space for decades. Can they finally start being women? Cameron enumerated the measurable health effects of Open Streets days have — plus unicycles. And conference bikes. Ever wonder where the fear of bugs comes from? No one better to […]

Dancing in the streets

This is the game my older son and I played this weekend. He would bolt into a four-lane thoroughfare, and I would shout and jump around: “Get out of the street! It’s not safe! GetoutgetoutGETOUT!” Then I would dash into the street after him and we would laugh and laugh. And then he would pretend […]