"If you want to know why I keep writing about this subject, there's your answer. I'm staring over your shoulder at an oncoming train. It starts with genomic differentiation of populations around the world, and that's just the locomotive. If you turn around and look, you'll see that the first few cars are already in view: genes that affect mental traits, genes that affect abilities, and variations between populations in the prevalence of these genes. No genetically distinguishable population will be spared. We're sitting in the path of this train, tied to the tracks by a literalist conception of equality that can't accept hereditary differences between group averages."
In the field where I work, the term "race" does not refer to the colour of the skin or the ethnic group with whom you identify. A "white" person or a "black" person is not defined by his/her self proclaimed ethnicity. Ancestry Information Markers (AIMs) are the way to go in population genetics. But their use too has limits on interpretation. We have to find a way to integrate the two views about race, and racial differences. They are both identifiers of our sense of belonging - one is not greater than the other. Which one do we use? YOU decide, and that will frame your debate.
Jerry Sternin left us last week. He was my friend, teacher, mentor, father, advisor, guidance counselor, match-maker, and most of all, a good human being. My time at Tufts would have been a lot different without Jerry and his sense of humour. Heavens, I might have taken life seriously!
In the following weeks, months and years, there will emerge a plethora of stories about how "jerry was amazing to do this" and "Only a good soul like Jerry would have done that", and more. It's already emerging: http://discussionleader.hbsp.com/hbreditors/2008/12/jerry_sternin_an_appreciation.html All the brilliant facets of this diamond named Jerry will show themselves gradually, as was his style! On a related note, it makes me wonder that if the good people leave early, then this world is going to go to the dogs pretty soon.
It's from Chapter 2 of the Bhagavad Gita, Verse 27.
It translates into:
For one who has taken his birth, death is certain; and for one who is dead, birth is certain. Therefore, in the unavoidable discharge of your duty, you should not lament.
We are awaiting your next incarnation, Jerry!
Jerry, however, would have liked to have Lex to read this out aloud:
“Life is not a journey to the grave with intentions of arriving safely in a pretty well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming ... WOW! What a ride!”
The economist conducted a worldwide poll, designed to match the system of the US Electoral College, to assess world opinion on the candidates for the President of the United States.
These are their results. There cannot be a better contrast with the opinion polls in the country. My question on November 4th: WWAD? What Would America Do?
...is the message of this multimedia presentation from the people at Wired. It's a gallery of "retired drugs", or drugs gone bad, or simply, "did you make enough money of these medicines to salve your shredded soul?"
Disclaimer: I would add that I am not as cynical about new drug development as I come across in this post. Hey, I'm a doc, I welcome better therapeutic options over not-effective-but-it's-the-best-we-have medicines. But these examples warn against the let's-go-ahead-because-these-are-nameless-fears attitude that appears to only be driven by greed and the bottomline. Last's principle of biomedical ethics - beneficence ("doing good"), non-malfeasance (avoidance of harm), autonomy (integrity) and Justice/Equity (most to whom who needs it the most) - do not figure in this equation.
I came across this interesting blog post by Juan Carlos Lopez, the editor of Nature Medicine.
Check out the front and back cover of the latest Nature issue, in a PDF format.
If you don't see it as soon as you open it, zoom out to 50% and flip the page 90 degrees counter-clockwise. Do you see it? Sorry, y'all, those who do not have access to Acrobat Professional, and therefore, cannot flip pages. But despair not, I have just the solution for you - Do as I did:
1) Stand facing the computer monitor, lining up with an imaginary line 3 inches from its right side.
2) Raise your left leg sideways till it's parallel to the floor.
3) Bend sideways at the waist (to the right) till your "held-straight" upper body is parallel to the floor. This pose should fit you like a "T". hahaha
4) Try to keep your eyes open through the pain of cramping muscles.
The story began at the last Icing Age, many eons ago. When vacating the premises, residents of an apartment in Brookline left behind a tube of Red Icing. Last week, the second Icing Age began, with the discovery of the discarded tube by our roommate Bettina. Subsequent carbon dating, and name analysis revealed that one of our ancient ancestors by the name of Betty Crocker had created this concoction. During the course of the week, Bettina decided to bake a cake for her labmates and it was suggested by a worldly soul (ahem ahem) that she use the historically important icing because, "after all, it's only sugar and some chemicals, how can it possible go bad". Other roommates opposed the stand taken by this worldly soul (ahem ahem), and eventually the idea of using the icing was discarded by the wayside. *sniff sniff*
This week was Bettina's farewell dinner, and this worldly soul (ahem ahem) decided to surprise her with a cake and sunflowers. The cake was a Trader Joe's Rasberry and Lemon cake. Trying to prove a point re: the use of icing, he used the icing to print "Auf Wiedersehen Bettina" (Goodbye, Bettina) on the top of the cake's plastic case. This way it would not put off those-among-us-who-shall-not-be-named who objected to this historic piece of Icing Age memorablia. It looked like this:
Puzzle for the Day: Unscramble "Auf Wiedersehen Bettina" from this jumble
And this breakdown pic dispalys the worldly soul (ahem ahem) 's ingenuity:
How does this story end? No one ate the icing, including worldly soul (ahem ahem)
This narrative is brought to you by the Society for the Study of the Icing Age - An Era of Sugar and Bright Colours
.... i'm hoping some of my work can be a "cog" in the big picture wheel when we "gear" up to upgrade to "Personalized Medicine" from your run-of-the-mill average Joe medicine. And I have to hand it to the Prez Bush for pushing and passing the Genetic Information Nondiscrimination Act of 2008 Well, it's a small step and i'm hoping to ride the wave when this storm comes ashore :)
We need more laws like this, all over the world, as the capacity for abuse is vast!
I am now testing out this Chrome thingy to see what the fuss is all about. Significantly faster browser load time, page load time, flash load times, even when I run it on my office computer through theVPN on my ancient home computer (as I'm doing now). Given that I am a fanatical user of the Windows Task Manager (i just like ending processes!), the browser task manager felt like a cool trick. As was the pull out tab to a new window idea. I didn't take long to move to Mozilla from IE, when Firefox was noticably better. Only Time will shine the light on this Chrome :)
... and i was there this weekend, to see and hear (They have an "Engine Room" where sound clips of HD engines created through its history can be heard... some idling, some revving up... all 100% adrenaline, Amazing!). G, my housemate of old, got hitched to D in Milwaukee this weekend - the land of cheese, beer, bratwurst and Liberace! We stayed at the Hilton Milwaukee River, on the banks of ... you guessed it.. the Milwaukee river, and our room overlooked the flowing green waters... yes, green!... Milwaukee is only 90 miles north of Chicago, but we decided to stay in WI for this trip. S and I had an afternoon to kill outside the wedding festivities, and we headed to the HD Museum for some V Twin cam fun! Both S & I did not take our cameras, but S got some good shots on his phone camera, especially one of me sitting on a HD moped (yes, moped... and that is a priceless shot!). The wedding went well and both bride and the groom are doing well :) Back to work we go... Oh, and i'm buying this sometime... embedded below: