Archive for June, 2002

eggs, granny, eggs!

Friday, June 28th, 2002

Chat kills

under god

Friday, June 28th, 2002

Salon is consumed with discussions about the pledge of alliegance. I also saw a rumour that it’s dying. I hope it lasts at least until I get to SFO in July for a weekend. I like those people. There’s a characteristically trenchant and thoughtful piece by Scott Rosenberg about the flag up today.

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the breeder’s eye

Wednesday, June 26th, 2002

Sex is one of the things that gets left out of pop science books, at least until the subject is safely dead. There’s not going to be much copulation in the worm book, either, at least among vertebrates.

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fame at last

Wednesday, June 26th, 2002

Rupert keeps asking if he is the only person here. Not while I’m alive he isn’t. And I discovered this morning that of all the 2 billion sites that Google indexes, there is only one that comes top of the list when you ask for a sleazy piece of trash journalism. And it’s mine. So let’s big it up for Professor Daniel Dennett.

dna and souls

Monday, June 24th, 2002

I have long suspected that John Polkinghorne is a bit of a windbag. He was the subject of a truly elegant demolition by Freeman Dyson in the NYRB a couple of months ago. But listening to him trying to explain a scientific concept of the soul on the Sunday Programme yesterday I became certain of it.

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breaking up

Friday, June 21st, 2002

Shameful confession time. Here I am, a science writer of sorts, and I can never remember the difference between mitosis and meiosis. They seem to me like “left” and “right”. I know they are important labels referring to different things but I can never remember which refers to what.

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my life as a whore

Friday, June 21st, 2002

I’m never sure whether journalists more resemble prostitutes when dealing with editors or when talking to people who want to be in the newspapers.

In the second case, we get to watch our clients in grip of degrading passions, yet convinced that they and they alone are truly special. In the first case, we get to be degraded ourselves.

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too sick to print

Thursday, June 20th, 2002

a rumour that Nigel McCullough is the second name on the shortlist for Archbishop of Canterbury that has gone to Tony Blair.

i dreamed of Francis Crick

Thursday, June 20th, 2002

This morning, I awoke at six, from a dream in which Francis Crick was talking to me about worms. The odd thing was that I was interviewing him in bed. He wasn’t in bed: he was sitting on the next bed in the room, dressed in dark clothes, and looking like a dolicephalic Berthold Brecht.

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she jumped

Thursday, June 20th, 2002

Times Online

“THE Church of England has chosen the Archbishop of Wales, Dr Rowan Williams, to be the next Archbishop of Canterbury.” — well, that’s what the story says.

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