Monthly Archives: January 2006

The Public’s Role in Regulating Scientists

I have had this entry brewing in me for a while, but a comment in a recent post helped me sit down and actually write it down.

G.K. Chesterton has a real talent for summarizing in a single quip something that bugs me but which I could never express as felicitously as the “Apostle of Common Sense”.

Specifically, there is the assertion that layfolk ought to let scientists create their own restrictions on research, and to do otherwise would lead to a new Dark Age, our country’s falling behind other nations like the South Koreans, etc. I just had the pleasure of reading Chesterton’s Eugenics and Other Evils – while biology has advanced quite a bit since ol’ Gilbert’s day, the basic bigotry and attitudes behind scientism and eugenics is the same. Perhaps we use fancier terms, but “the more things change, the more they stay the same.”

From Chapter 4, “The Lunatic and the Law”:

“In short, unless pilots are permitted to ram ships on to the rocks and then say that Heaven is the only true harbour; unless judges are allowed to let murderers loose, and explain afterward that the murder did more good on the whole; unless soldiers are allowed to lose battles and then point out that the true glory is to be found in the valley of humiliation; unless cashiers are to rob a bank in order to give it an advertisement; or dentists to torture people to give them a contrast to their comforts [Jerry’s note: thank you, but no, dental visits are painful enough, and that’s even before I see the bill.]; unless we are prepared to let loose all these private fancies against the public and accepted meaning of life or safety or prosperity or pleasure–then it is as plain as Punch’s nose that no scientific man [Jerry’s addition: or any other class or profession] must be allowed to meddle with the public definition of madness. We call him in to tell us where it is or when it is. We could not do so, if we had not settled what is is.”

Now this of course is specifically about whether physicians could alone arbitrate what insanity is without any public feedback, but it does illustrate the general fallacy of handing over one’s judgment to a specific profession. At the turn of the 20th Century, Scientism was trendy, and folks were being tempted to hand over their judgment to the scientists who knew best. We are likewise seeing some pressure, not always from scientists, but from their very zealous lay defenders.

If you are very comfortable with delegating all issues of health, illness and well-being to physicians, then consider these other propositions:

  1. Oil exploration is a complicated technical process, and since we of the unwashed masses generally don’t have advanced degrees in chemical engineering or geology, we should let oil companies decide what our policies on exploration and resource extraction.
  2. Modern day retailing and marketing is complicated, so let us permit leaders in the field like Target and Wal-Mart guide us on federally regulating commerce and consumer protection.

But even if you are happy with letting the fox to decide what to do with the chicken coop, so to speak, there is the issue of defining what is a professional consensus. Let’s say that we let the biologists decide what to do with embryos. But who decides, precisely? Not all biomedical scientist agree on this issue (including a couple grad students who contribute to this blog…); do we need a majority, or a supermajority? And which scientific organizations should be consulted? (And if they say something you don’t agree with, or change their minds, will you assent to it? It’s fine and good when they’re on the same page as you, but it’s like any other vote, sometimes the votes don’t go your way).

The ugly fact is that you cannot let people run riot without public feedback and regulation. Walmart will play dirty if you don’t discipline them. Drillers and miners will destroy public treasures in order to get at profitable natural resources. Some researchers will defraud the public about cloning and other important research, like cancer or stem cells, if the stakes and pressures are sufficiently high to tempt them. A republic–heck any government that wants to last a fiscal year–needs forms of oversight and the means to enforce them.

A good article summing up this troubled priesthood we call the scientific community can be found at the SF Chronicle, that bastion of fundamentalist Luddite sentiment (HT: Amy Welborn).

Farewell, Dear O

original.jpgOne of my friends told me about the closing of a restaurant in Pittsburgh affectionately known as The O. I meant to blog about it at the time, but put it off because I didn’t quite know what to say. There’s never a good time to say these things, or an easy way to say them, so I’ll just go ahead and speak my mind.

I don’t know if anybody who reads this blog has ever been to The O. I only went once, over a year ago. It was a hot dog place to end all hot dog places. They served hot dogs, hamburgers, assorted sausages, pizza… The list went on and on. It was a operating monument to greasy food. And the fries. Oh, the fries. Plentiful doesn’t begin to describe it. You all probably remember the old McDonald’s Super-Size. Maybe you think it’s pretty big, possibly even too big. But believe me when I tell you that the regular large, not even the X-tra large, dwarfed the Super Size. I hesitate to even compare them. The scale of The O’s large defies description. You really had to see it to believe it. Imagine a regular restaurant’s big basket of fries. Got that in your head? Good. Now take that, and pile fries in it until you’ve got a good six inches. That’s the ballpark I’m talking about here. I sorely doubt any single person could have comfortably eaten it, and isn’t that how much a "large" size should really supply?

Unfortunately, I don’t live anywhere near Pittsburgh. I always knew that my chances of ever getting the chance to go back to The O were slim to nil. But you know, that was okay. I felt better just knowing that it was out there, that bastion of grease and boiling oil holding steady against the salad-mongers who invade our grocery stores by the day.

Alas! I shall miss The O. What could ever replace it?

Who Reads These Things, Anyway?

Do you ever wonder who reads your blog? I do, sometimes. What are they like? How did they come to find this blog, and what keeps them coming back?

I like to imagine that there’s somebody out there who just happened to stumble upon my blog and thought to him/herself, "Well, now. This looks amusing." And then this person went and read through all of the things I posted over the months I’ve kept this blog. It’s flattering, isn’t it? Just think, somebody out there might click on a bookmark or type the URL into their browser simply to find out what I happen to want to talk about today. That’s got to be worth something in our busy 24/7 lives.

So to everybody who takes a moment out to look here for amusement, entertainment, and shelter from prosaic life, I feel compelled to say:

I really must apologize for the disappointment. So sorry.

Know Thy Enemy

"Know thy enemy and know thyself, find naught in fear for 100 battles. Know thyself but not thy enemy, find level of loss and victory. Know thy enemy but not thyself, wallow in defeat every time." – Sun-Tzu

Pittsburgh pro-lifers have an opportunity to not only know their enemy, but also to inform him of his foolishness.

You Are Invited!

Join Dan Frankel and the Hadassah Greater Pittsburgh Chapter for "Stem Cell Advocacy: Education and Action"

Time: 2 p.m. to 4 p.m.
Date: Sunday, Feb. 12
Place: Jewish Community Center of Greater Pittsburgh
Levinson Hall, Squirrel Hill
Registration Cost: $5

  • Learn about the latest developments in stem cell research from Dr. Alan Russell
  • Understand how stem cell research can impact Pittsburgh’s economy
  • Hear about pending state legislation
  • Become an advocate and gain community organizing skills
  • You CAN make a difference in educating your neighbors and getting good laws passed.

With state and national developments in research and regulations, stem cell advocacy is becoming much more significant – this is your chance to learn more about this important issue!

To register, contact Hadassah as soon as possible. Send a $5 check (payable to Hadassah) to the Hadassah office at 1824 Murray Ave., Pittsburgh, PA 15217. Please be sure to include your name, address, phone number and e-mail address.

Advance registration is required. Hope to see you there!

Representative Frankel is misleading when he uses "stem cells" in such a vague manner. He is an advocate of embryonic stem cell research, which is not only unethical and immoral, but also a waste of taxpayer money. It’s cured no diseases and is unlikely to cure any in the near future. If any folks go to this meeting, let me know how it goes. I’d love to go and present the facts to Mr. Frankel myself, but I may have other obligations to attend to.

Gloom and Doom

I learned that today is considered the most depressing day of the year from a news broadcast. Apparently, it’s because today’s the day when people wake up, realize they won’t really make good on all of those New Year’s Resolutions, and life goes on.

You’re kidding me, right? That’s what makes today the most depressing day of the year? If the news is going to go all gloom-and-doom on me, I expect some freakin’ gloom and doom. I mean, seriously! Today’s the most depressing day of the year because people break their stupid resolutions that they probably only made because they were a little drunk and maybe feeling guilty? Please. You want to talk about depressing? Try the day my kindergarten teacher told my class that we could all grow up to do whatever we wanted, and I said that we can’t all be astronauts because they only have room for 5-6 people in the space shuttle. Oh man, talk about an awkward recess…