The Carnival of Bad History #5 has been hosted at Ahistoricality. Of course, the carnival features a number of posts about ultimate in bad history, Holocaust denial. How could it not, with the recent trial of Holocaust denier David Irving in Austria?
He’ll build a glass asylum With just a hint of mayhem He’ll build a better whirlpool We’ll be living from sin, then we can really begin Please savior, saviour, show us Hear me, I’m graphically yours Someone to claim us, someone to follow Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo Someone to fool us, someone like you We want you Big Brother Song: Big Brother. Album: Diamond Dogs (1974) Why this song? Given what’s going in over the last few years, you have to ask?
A new RINO Sightings: Monday the 13th Horror Edition is up at Searchlight Crusade.
It occurs to me that I haven’t done much straight science blogging lately. Yes, debunking pseudoscience and quackery is fun, useful, and has the potential to educate people about how science is misused, but this is ScienceBlogs. Since arriving here four weeks ago, I haven’t fulfilled my quota of science blogging, and it’s time to remedy that. Fortunately, while perusing a recent issue of Cancer Research, I found just the ticket, something that would let me discuss science and still stay related to one of the main themes of this blog, alternative medicine.
I have mixed feelings about the season finale of Battlestar Galactica, which aired Friday night. Overall, the second season has been a lot less consistent than the first. Some episodes (Downloaded, for example) were as good or better than anything in the first season, while a couple (Black Market, for example) bordered on being downright stinkers. Lay Down Your Burdens, Part II contained elements of both the best and the worst of the second season. At the very least, this episode confirms that Battlestar Galactica is surely one of the most exhiliratingly and infuriatingly adventurous shows on the air, if …
Regular readers of this blog since before the move to ScienceBlogs a month ago have probably wondered when everybody’s favorite blog mascot would return. It’s likely that Christopher Mims and the rest of the ScienceBlog editors probably hoped that he wouldn’t, so as not to associate the Seed Magazine name with such strangeness. Perhaps even my fellow ScienceBloggers, some of whom may not be familiar with the wonder that is Orac’s mascot, may find themselves scratching their heads and wondering, “WTF?” while wishing Orac would restrain his stranger impulses. If only it were so easy. Orac has some–shall we say?–issues …
Given the spring-like weather we’ve been enjoying the last couple of days, I happened across a reminder of what the weather was like just a few weeks ago. I’ve never understood the attraction of doing this for fun. To me it looks profoundly unpleasant at best. Insanity.
Need more cowbell? Not if you’re this guy. Bummer. Next we’ll hear about miraculous “cowbell cures” from alties.
Just a reminder that the Skeptics’ Circle is nearly upon us. It’s scheduled to appear this Thursday at Paiges’ Page. Get your submissions to Paige at [email protected] before Wednesday night. The guidelines can be found here, with more detail than you probably want to know here. Let’s help Paige keep up the tradition of great Meetings of the Skeptics’ Circle!
It’s good to see the Pooflinger back in action. It really is. I don’t even mind that he’s starting to muscle in on my territory, because, as he points out, alties need poo-love too. In the process He’s unearthed a “gem” of altie wackiness that even I had never encountered before. Better still, he’s returned to deconstructing that tome of creationist nuttiness, The Evolution Cruncher.