Tuesday, May 31, 2011

I see dumb people #7 A Monster Under the Bed!



Having just posted my rant about the WHO classification of cell phones as a possible carcinogen, and suffering through the crash after my endorphine rush, I have decided to make an analogy to the statement Dr. Sanjay Gupta made on CNN.

Neurosurgeon and CNN chief medical correspondent Dr. Sanjay Gupta says Tuesday's announcement, "dealt a blow to those who have long said, 'There is no possible mechanism for cell phones to cause cancer.' By classifying cell phones as a possible carcinogen, they also seem to be tacitly admitting a mechanism could exist."

This statement, and what WHO did in general is similar to a parent checking under their childs bed for monsters, so that the children can sleep better.

The child, not understanding that there are no monsters under her bed, is frightened, and asks daddy to please check under  the bed for a monster.
"Please daddy! I know there is a scary monster under my bed... can you check and make sure it won't get me?" The child pleads.

"Sweetie, you know there is no such thing as monsters, and you are perfectly safe. All that are under your bed are some little dust bunnies. Now go to bed sweetheart." Daddy responds gently.

"But daddy! There are mean monsters under the bed! The dust bunnies could become mean monsters, and I am scared! Just check!"

The father knows perfectly well there are no such thing as monsters under the bed, but cannot stand to hear the fear in the voice of his child. He checks under the bed, and on verifying there are indeed no scary monsters, only some dust bunnies, tells his daughter she is safe, and kisses her on the forehead good night, tucks her in, and leaves the room... not forgetting to keep the door cracked and the night light on.

However, by checking under the bed, the father is tacitly admitting to the child that there may indeed be monsters.

Neurosurgeon and CNN chief medical correspondent Dr. Sanjay Gupta says Tuesday's announcement, "dealt a blow to those who have long said, 'There is no possible way there are monsters under the bed. By classifying dust bunnies as a possible monster, they also seem to be tacitly admitting that monsters under the bed could exist."



It is time we grow up, and be able to sleep without the nightlight.

Fuck you, it's magic.

I am tired. I am simply worn out.




I am so sick of people with positions of authority in one field claiming expertise in another.
Dr. Sanjay Gupta, a Neurosurgeon and correspondent to CNN is scaremongering about cell phone radiation again, and the morons at WHO are classifying cell phones as a possible carcinogen.

Neurosurgeon and CNN chief medical correspondent Dr. Sanjay Gupta says Tuesday's announcement, "dealt a blow to those who have long said, 'There is no possible mechanism for cell phones to cause cancer.' By classifying cell phones as a possible carcinogen, they also seem to be tacitly admitting a mechanism could exist."


What bullshit.

I could spend a bit of time explaining the theory behind Albert Einsteins Nobel prize winning work on the photoelectric effect, and how microwave radiation is simply not energetic enough to ionize DNA and causer cancer.

I could explain how the human body is perfectly capable of thermal regulation of the small amount of heating caused by a cell phone.

But I have been doing so for years on years... and all I get is some dumbshit saying "I don't believe" that cell phones do not cause cancer. As if belief has any effect on physical reality.
Reality is not religion people...

Or some twit will argue that Albert Einstein came up with the photoelectric effect 70 years before cellphones came out... as if that really negates the theory.

I am so fucking tired of this.

Pearls before swine it seems.

More money will be spent on useless fucking studies to salve the fear of the those who cannot think critically.

And as for Dr. Gupta... since you cannot understand the basic physics...




You are like the plethora of pre-med students I have seen that think of physics as a class to get out of the way by whatever means needed. It never fails... every semester the students that bitch and moan about their grades are the pre-med students who are afraid of losing their scholarships because they finally came up against a class that makes them think rather than regurgitate.
The ones caught cheating are usually the pre-med students. The ones who think they can blow-job their way to a good grade... pre-meds.

So, I am tired... and sick and worn out of constantly trying to educate twits on a subject that really and honestly is not that hard to understand. So I decided to instead spend my time venting... because at least in this case I get something out of it... the endorphin rush of a good venting.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

No More Tricks, Mr. Nan Guo! (A Physicists Perspective)

There are a wealth of stories throughout history and cultures that are meant to teach a lesson:
The Boy Who Cried Wolf, the story of Icarus, To Serve Man... ;)

Recently I have been exposed to various Chinese fables, which strike me as very well written and pertinent event today. Their beauty lies in their brevity and directness, yet their ability to paint an image in my mind is just as strong as other fables I have read.

A few days ago I was told a fable by a colleague of mine that applies very well to situations I have experienced, and I am sure many of my readers will recognized the theme, if not recognize a player in their life's stage who reflects the actions of one Mr. Nan Guo.

Story and images copied from http://chinablog.cc/2010/04/no-more-tricks-mr-nan-guo/

In the Warring States period of China (475-221 B.C.), there was a state called Qi, the king of which was very fond of listening to music, especially the music played on the Yu, a wind instrument. So he convened a band of more than 300 players from his state. Everyday the band was called in to play the Yu for his Majesty at teatime. And the king seemed to be very satisfied with the band and the harmonies performed.
As a matter of fact, one of the players, Nan Guo, knew nothing about the instrument. But he did manage to pass himself off and went on well with his tricks that each time he tried to seat himself behind and pretended to be playing the Yu together with the others. And everything seemed good for him. He had never been exposed.
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Finally, his days were gone when the prince ascended the throne. As the latter would enjoy solo rather than harmony, the players were called each in to play alone before the king. This time, as we have guessed, Nan Guo was embarrassed to find there was no place for him any more. As soon as Nan Guo got wind of the news, he sneaked away as fast as he could.

Mr. Nan Guo had the sense to run away in shame, or perhaps there were other consequences in store for fakers in the waring states period of China.

This story was told to me in response to having run into my very own Mr. Nan Guo, and I was struck by how well the story fit.

Substitute the lack of musical skill for a lack of physics ability in someone who somehow obtained a Masters in physics, and remove the common sense of leaving in shame and replace it with arrogance and violent protesting, and indeed my own personal Mr. Nan Guo was exposed!

Oh well. =(

Every endeavor, every field of study must have it's Mr. Nan Guo. Some fields seem to have a greater percentage than others, but I am still distressed whenever I find one in the sciences or particularly in physics.

Run away now Mr. Nan Guo.... please.