Given the mimicry abilities, we’ll assume that they can keep a beat, shall we?
From David Attenborough and BBC Wildlife:
Given the mimicry abilities, we’ll assume that they can keep a beat, shall we?
From David Attenborough and BBC Wildlife:
Bobby McFerrin has a way with an audience…
(via author William Gibson’s and @ColinPeters’s Twitter posts)
World Science Festival 2009: Bobby McFerrin Demonstrates the Power of the Pentatonic Scale from World Science Festival on Vimeo.
A month or two ago in his column in the Guardian, noted science-writer Simon Singh (who wrote a favourite of mine, The Code Book) laid a broadside against the chiropractic industry in Britain, as well as chiropractic in general. Based on the dubious history of chiropractic and the damning evidence of recent studies and key peer-review research, he criticized the industry’s claims of being able to treat many diseases. Furious, the British Chiropractic Association sued him for libel. Later the Association released their “evidence” list to shore up their case, none of which actually dealt with the issue at hand. In actual fact there is a great deal of evidence against specific claims (claiming chiropractic can treat children for ear infections, colic, asthma, feeding issues, etc.)
The libel trial held a preliminary hearing to determine the meaning of the BCA article. In a perplexing decision he judge decided that because Singh had used the adjective “bogus” to describe the treatments and had said that chiropractors had “happily promoted them”, he was accusing them of being deliberately dishonest. Singh argued otherwise. The judge indicated that he feels that is Singh guilty of libel, and the actual science has no part in this. Therefore, Singh was found guilty. That’s the antiquated world of British libel courts.
Singh has decided to fight. (He, not the Guardian, is paying for his own defence.) In response, the chiropractic organizations are in full retreat, one of the associations asking all of its members to take down their websites to avoid posting overreaching claims. One of the ways is that Singh is fighting is asking bloggers and websites to post the original article—now reviewed and edited slightly by lawyers.
So here it is.
Beware the Spinal Trap
Some practitioners claim it is a cure-all, but the research suggests chiropractic therapy has mixed results — and can even be lethal, says Simon Singh.
You might be surprised to know that the founder of chiropractic therapy, Daniel David Palmer, wrote that “99% of all diseases are caused by displaced vertebraeâ€Â. In the 1860s, Palmer began to develop his theory that the spine was involved in almost every illness because the spinal cord connects the brain to the rest of the body. Therefore any misalignment could cause a problem in distant parts of the body.
In fact, Palmer’s first chiropractic intervention supposedly cured a man who had been profoundly deaf for 17 years. His second treatment was equally strange, because he claimed that he treated a patient with heart trouble by correcting a displaced vertebra.
You might think that modern chiropractors restrict themselves to treating back problems, but in fact some still possess quite wacky ideas. The fundamentalists argue that they can cure anything, including helping treat children with colic, sleeping and feeding problems, frequent ear infections, asthma and prolonged crying — even though there is not a jot of evidence.
I can confidently label these assertions as utter nonsense because I have co-authored a book about alternative medicine with the world’s first professor of complementary medicine, Edzard Ernst. He learned chiropractic techniques himself and used them as a doctor. This is when he began to see the need for some critical evaluation. Among other projects, he examined the evidence from 70 trials exploring the benefits of chiropractic therapy in conditions unrelated to the back. He found no evidence to suggest that chiropractors could treat any such conditions.
But what about chiropractic in the context of treating back problems? Manipulating the spine can cure some problems, but results are mixed. To be fair, conventional approaches, such as physiotherapy, also struggle to treat back problems with any consistency. Nevertheless, conventional therapy is still preferable because of the serious dangers associated with chiropractic.
In 2001, a systematic review of five studies revealed that roughly half of all chiropractic patients experience temporary adverse effects, such as pain, numbness, stiffness, dizziness and headaches. These are relatively minor effects, but the frequency is very high, and this has to be weighed against the limited benefit offered by chiropractors.
More worryingly, the hallmark technique of the chiropractor, known as high-velocity, low-amplitude thrust, carries much more significant risks. This involves pushing joints beyond their natural range of motion by applying a short, sharp force. Although this is a safe procedure for most patients, others can suffer dislocations and fractures.
Worse still, manipulation of the neck can damage the vertebral arteries, which supply blood to the brain. So-called vertebral dissection can ultimately cut off the blood supply, which in turn can lead to a stroke and even death. Because there is usually a delay between the vertebral dissection and the blockage of blood to the brain, the link between chiropractic and strokes went unnoticed for many years. Recently, however, it has been possible to identify cases where spinal manipulation has certainly been the cause of vertebral dissection.
Laurie Mathiason was a 20-year-old Canadian waitress who visited a chiropractor 21 times between 1997 and 1998 to relieve her low-back pain. On her penultimate visit she complained of stiffness in her neck. That evening she began dropping plates at the restaurant, so she returned to the chiropractor. As the chiropractor manipulated her neck, Mathiason began to cry, her eyes started to roll, she foamed at the mouth and her body began to convulse. She was rushed to hospital, slipped into a coma and died three days later. At the inquest, the coroner declared: “Laurie died of a ruptured vertebral artery, which occurred in association with a chiropractic manipulation of the neck.â€Â
This case is not unique. In Canada alone there have been several other women who have died after receiving chiropractic therapy, and Edzard Ernst has identified about 700 cases of serious complications among the medical literature. This should be a major concern for health officials, particularly as under-reporting will mean that the actual number of cases is much higher.
If spinal manipulation were a drug with such serious adverse effects and so little demonstrable benefit, then it would almost certainly have been taken off the market.
Simon Singh is a science writer in London and the co-author, with Edzard Ernst, of Trick or Treatment? Alternative Medicine on Trial. This is an edited version of an article published in The Guardian for which Singh is being personally sued for libel by the British Chiropractic Association.
There is a good follow-up article in today’s Guardian.
Toronto’s Luminato festival closes this evening with a finale by Cirque du Soleil, but Cirque’s participation actually spanned the weekend, since Friday evening.
It was then that the Nas (characters from the natural world) found themselves in the shadows of the condos and Queen’s Quay Terminal, while the Bans (characters from the urban) found themselves in the (relatively) more natural Music Garden.
In between now and then, they were apparently doing some shows throughout the weekend afternoons, and some ad lib sidewalk performances, like the buskers they had been 25 years ago.
Given the sad lapse into minor disappointment the previous night had been, we decided to wander down*, and at least get a decent walk with Jon and Photon out of it.
Personally, I didn’t think we’d see much, especially Jon, but a walk’s a walk, and on a late spring day, it’s better than TV or computer. Another adventure!
Jon’s visual comprehension slowly improves, but it will never be strong. Cirque du Soleil is an amazing combination of strong visuals, complex designs and acrobatics that amaze those with strong sight and a firm grasp of theatre and the limits of the human body. Not quite Jon’s strong suit. This is why he stayed, by choice, with Grandma and Auntie Pam when we went to Cirque’s La Nouba.
So I was very delighted when we came upon this pair:

and Jon was able, with a descriptive word or two, to get an idea that he was with a lady riding an ostrich. Though only “street performers”, they were in incredibly conceived costumes and personae.

She was regal and composed whilst riding an inquisitive wandering ostrich that choked on imaginary things it found or was given—though she was actually walking on stilts while single-handedly puppeteering this “headstrong animal”.

He was a curious, well, courtier of sorts, clearing the way for the ostrich and assisting the regal character, but on occasion studying a tourist’s camera—intently and confusedly—or trying to figure out what Photon was or how she walked on all fours.

The ostrich chokes on something imaginary it took out of someone’s hand
The ostrich visited select people, and it did come to Jon, who touched it gently, with a big smile.

We were right at a show, but it was insanely crowded, and exactly the sort of thing that would have taken a lot out of Jon. We proceeded down the street to find a Na storyteller telling a tale of the Nas and the Bans in chalk.

Eventually joined by his female compatriot:

Farther east, we found a similar—but very differently costumed—pair of Bans doing the same thing, though the male of the pair was having a bit of trouble. Having requested the assistance of some children to draw his map with him, they instead endeavoured to trap his feet within chalk circles, which was broken by someone pulling him out. Wonderfully improv’ed with a handful of excited little ones. Jon had just worked up the gumption to help when the teen in front of him did it, and pulled the Ban out.

I’m sorry I missed the finale, it would have been wonderful I’m sure. Still, needs must, and all-in-all, a good two-hour family walk! And Jon (who’s now telling select folk that he met an ostrich) got his first taste of Cirque!
* Actually, “wander” is becoming a bit of a misnomer; it can no longer be so casual. As he grows, Jon is getting harder and harder to push, not to mention load in and load out of cars, etc. Our neck of Toronto hasn’t been particularly good at keeping its sidewalks smooth and curb cuts, well, existent. While Jon can wheel himself at school on level, well-kept floors, he’s not strong (or strong-willed enough) to do it outdoors yet (not to mention with the fun of visual disability added in). More on this another day…Back ↩

The city undertook to move the century-old St. Matthew’s Lawnbowling Clubhouse from its old perch in front of the Don Jail to Riverdale Park behind. The land technically belongs to Bridgepoint Health Rehab Hospital, and both the lawnbowling club and the jail are leaving. The city will then fix up the house, though for what purpose no one is quite sure.
Half the neighbours are totally dead-set against this old house moving to a chunk of the park, half are delighted with the celebration of history.
In any case, they took it very slow. How slow? Watch dog-park pal Marty‘s stop motion video and see!

So now that we all live in century houses (our portion of the street having been built in 1908), the back laneway threw a pot luck dinner party to just socialize.
Jon generally has a hard time in crowds, especially since usually not a lot of people try to engage him in conversation, so he’s still working on it. He talked with folks about the movie “Up” (which he was about to see the next morning) and told a multitude of his riddles. He was outside about two hours eating and acclimatizing. Good work, Jon.

Jon tells his endless supply of riddles to neighbours John and Sabina, who were enjoying them (really! it’s a bad photo)
In the end the menacing clouds brought a thunderstorm and the party ended abruptly, as everyone ran to empty the tables, then took cover!

A baby bonobo, happy to see you.
I dedicate this short post to Tamiko and Sev, and their dad, who are all in various aspects of the biz. Probably knew this years ago from being so much closer to the research. And a hat tip to pal Erik for this.
Recently on Boing-Boing, Maggie Koerth-Baker reported on the AAAS conference in Chicago, where biology prof Kenneth Miller gave a talk on evolution, with a really neat little tidbit.
Traditionally, there’s been a little confusion about our nearest relatives, chimpanzees, because genetically we have 46 chromosomes and they have 48. And really, shouldn’t your genetics be pretty close to your cousins? Turns out over the past 20 years, research has shown they are. There’s just been a little bit of efficiency in the splicing. Very cool.
Now that we’re really feeling close to family, I’ll leave you with the pictures above and below, of our bonobo cousins. Bonobos are a pacifistic offshoot of the chimp line. Unlike the aggressive, hairy chimp, bonobos are have a lot less hair, are structured more like humans, and resolve their differences in a friendlier way. A much friendlier way. Yes, even between those of the same gender. All the time.