TGIPF: What the Baculum Said

By: | July 13, 2012

This is the third installment of the occasional series Thank God It’s Penis Friday. The first was on banana slug sex; the second on Iceland’s Phallological Museum.
Today we are going to talk about penis bones. The penis bone, or baculum, is the supportive bone in the penises of most mammals. Relax, you didn’t miss anything: humans are among a minority of mammals that don’t have one. Mice, rats and all the other rodents have tiny bacula in their tiny penises. So do bats, shrews and moles; all the carnivores (bears, lions, weasels, dogs, cats); their aquatic relatives the seals, sea lions, and walruses; and nearly all primates, not excepting our close relatives the chimpanzees and gorillas.

The baculum sits in the tip, or glans, of the penis and ranges in size from a few millimeters in gorillas and mice to a quite serviceable 3 inches in larger dogs. And then there’s the somewhat disturbing two-foot long baculum of the walrus. The Internet is rife with mentions of this natural wonder, but nobody says much except that it’s really, really big.

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The mundaneness of science

By: | July 12, 2012

When I was a biology researcher, the strangers I met at parties and on airplanes were always impressed when I told them how I made my living. Evidently, they envisioned my work as something out of Jurassic Park—a thrilling journey packed with breakthroughs and adventures. Few suspected the truth: doing science is mostly about performing mundane, repetitive tasks.

My last research job was in a human genetics lab. For two years, I labored on a map of human chromosome 18. I did experiment after experiment to decipher the order of DNA along the 18th largest chromosome in the human genome. My job title was Professional Research Associate, but I gave myself a more fitting title, which I hung above my lab bench–Liquid Transfer Specialist. Continue reading →

The Ballad of Brother Koch and Tiananmen Sid

By: | July 10, 2012

My rural Colorado town, pop. 1,500 on a good day, is in many ways a laboratory-scale model of the U.S.A. We worship both community ties and unfettered independence. We’re gossipy and private, inclusive and provincial, divided by class and dogma even as we gather under our purple mountains majesty. Our community stew comes to a boil at Cherry Days, the annual Fourth of July celebration, and this year’s version — heated by wildfires and record summer temperatures — was extra hot and spicy.

The 66th annual Cherry Days parade was notable for its lead vehicle, a well-preserved Korean-War-era tank complete with a pair of anti-aircraft guns. Even more notable is the tank’s owner: billionaire Bill Koch, brother to the liberal bêtes noires Charles and David Koch. Continue reading →

Galápagos Monday: The Sad Sex Life of Lonesome George

By: | July 9, 2012
The earnest stag shown here isn’t Lonesome George, but you get the idea.

To walk from the Charles Darwin Research Station to the center of the town of Puerto Ayora, on Santa Cruz Island, simply follow the “T-Shirt Mile,” a sleepy stone road lined with dozens of souvenir shops. Mugs, onesies and shot glasses pay tribute the town’s only famous resident, a century-old giant tortoise named Lonesome George. My favorite shirt had a cartoon George in the center, with eyelash-batting lady tortoises on either side of him and one line at the bottom: Not So Lonesome George.

Before his unexpected death on June 24, George had certainly been with his share of females. But for the first 60-odd years of his life, he was the most awkward of virgins.
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The Last Word

By: | July 7, 2012

July 2 – 6

This week, Tom wondered why one of the greatest mental capacities our outrageously successful species possesses hardly works at all.

Faced with parenting in a region “where a high school diploma confers a solid elementary school education”, Jessa weighed her home schooling options and whether they could guarantee a prodigy.

Cassie’s shrewd analysis caused me to throw away my fish oil supplements.

Ginny continued her stellar Galapagos Mondays series with an explanation of the red-headed stepchildren of the Galapagos.

And I placed the blame for outbreaks of “dirty electricity” squarely at the feet of epidemiologists (look, the whole post was just a thin excuse to show a clip of the exploding girl in Cloverfield, okay?).

Extra Credit: This week, Comic Sans defended itself against the harsh criticism leveled at it in the wake of the infamous Higgs presentation. “Need to soften the blow of a harsh message about restroom etiquette? SLAM. There I am,” the aging font told McSweeney’s. “Need to spice up the directions to your graduation party? WHAM. There again. Need to convey your fun-loving, approachable nature on your business’ website? SMACK.”

See you next week!

Dirty, dirty electricity

By: | July 6, 2012

In 2010, an epidemiologist was asked by a California school to investigate its high levels of dangerous dirty electricity. When he arrived to take readings, he found that some classrooms contained levels of electrical pollution so intense that they exceeded his meter’s ability to measure them.

This story was reported in a major US news outlet.  The “dirty electricity” the epidemiologist was investigating, also known as electrosmog, has been described as a dangerous new carcinogen produced by all modern electronics such as computers, Wi-fi routers and pretty much anything that needs to be plugged in. Electrosmog is said to be increasing steadily and globally with every new electrical device that comes online, and in addition to cancer, it is now beginning to be linked to other diseases, including autism and depression. The researchers working on this issue bill it as the biggest environmental health threat of the 21st century.

I first heard about dirty electricity when a commenter warned me about it on a recent post about using electricity to boost learning. When I set out to look into it, I was highly skeptical. And for good reason: this is one of those topics in which charlatans are thick on the ground and seem to outnumber legitimate researchers about a dillion to one, at least if you go by the results of a Google search. I assumed no one serious took it seriously. Boy, was I wrong. The most interesting thing about “dirty electricity”, however, is that it’s not really about electricity at all — rather, it’s an indictment of epidemiology. Continue reading →

Supplements: Something Smells Fishy

By: | July 4, 2012

In 2010, I wrote an article for ScienceNow titled “Fish Oil Fights Inflammation.” The article focused on new research showing that the omega-3 fatty acids in fish oil block inflammation in cells and fight diabetes in mice. Jerrold Olefsky, who led the research, even had an explanation for how they do this. This whole process hinged on a receptor found on immune and fat cells.

Olefsky and I spent maybe 30 minutes on the phone. By the end of the conversation, he had me hook, line, and sinker. Yes, his results were preliminary, but they were also striking. I went straight to the pharmacy and bought an enormous bottle of fish oil pills. I’ve been taking them ever since.

But recently I began to question my decision. Fish oil may help keep mice healthy, but the health benefits of fish oil supplements in humans are not so clear-cut. Continue reading →