A bunch of stuff

I have fiddled a little with the front page, after Tim Bray complained that he could not find a feed on it. I think this should work; there are also some photos down the right hand side to brighten things up. Please let me know is stuff is not working.

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Gloriously batty

piece by Freeman Dyson, which I found when catching up with the NYRB: he foresees personal biotech kits, analogous to personal computers.

The first step in this direction was already taken recently, when genetically modified tropical fish with new and brilliant colors appeared in pet stores. For biotechnology to become domesticated, the next step is to become user-friendly. I recently spent a happy day at the Philadelphia Flower Show, the biggest indoor flower show in the world, where flower breeders from all over the world show off the results of their efforts. I have also visited the Reptile Show in San Diego, an equally impressive show displaying the work of another set of breeders. Philadelphia excels in orchids and roses, San Diego excels in lizards and snakes. The main problem for a grandparent visiting the reptile show with a grandchild is to get the grandchild out of the building without actually buying a snake.
Every orchid or rose or lizard or snake is the work of a dedicated and skilled breeder. There are thousands of people, amateurs and professionals, who devote their lives to this business. Now imagine what will happen when the tools of genetic engineering become accessible to these people. There will be do-it-yourself kits for gardeners who will use genetic engineering to breed new varieties of roses and orchids. Also kits for lovers of pigeons and parrots and lizards and snakes to breed new varieties of pets. Breeders of dogs and cats will have their kits too.
Domesticated biotechnology, once it gets into the hands of housewives and children, will give us an explosion of diversity of new living creatures, rather than the monoculture crops that the big corporations prefer. New lineages will proliferate to replace those that monoculture farming and deforestation have destroyed. Designing genomes will be a personal thing, a new art form as creative as painting or sculpture.

And what wonderful bats will arise from this battiness!

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Hello Monday!

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Should I put a flickr widget here instead of the archives? It seems to make sense to me.

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Science and original sin

One of the reasons I am not a Christian is that I speak theology quite well. I am naturally gifted in seeing the world that way, so much so that I can never be certain whether I mean or believe the eleoquent things I sometimes say. And if I don’t know, then why should I suppose that anyone else does, when they speak?

None the less, some of the facts that Christianity tries to explain, and some of its assumptions, seem to me as close to axiomatic as an empirical fact can be. And I am always surprised that people misunderstand — for example — original sin as being a doctrine that sex is dirty. But when Augustine thought it was transmitted at the moment of conception, I don’t think he meant that we wouldn’t get it if our parents didn’t fuck; or, if he did, he shouldn’t have. He meant, surely, something much more like one of the central insights of Darwinism: that individual life necessarily involves differential survival, failure, great pain, and injustice. Conception in that sense is important as the moment of individuation, not the one connected to fucking. Otherwise, identical twins would have identical sins.

[Of course this is compatible with both evolutionary and non-evolutionary world views. That’s another question set of possible answers]

I was put in mind of this by Nature’s admirable rss service this morning, which carries a report on MS research1 using mice:

Experimental autoimmune encephalomyelitis (EAE) models demyelinating autoimmune diseases, like multiple sclerosis. Researchers induce EAE by injecting animals with myelin components. These animals subsequently develop autoimmune responses to myelinated axons. Like multiple sclerosis, EAE induces demyelination, inflammation, neural death and paralysis. EAE severity is scored on a numerical scale, with higher numbers indicating increased severity.

I know enough about MS — and I have seen a friend die of a related disease — to be entirely in favour of animal experimentation as the lesser evil. But it remains lesser — it doesn’t lose an evil quality. “Original Sin”, for me, has a lot to do with the fact that we can only cure humans by caging and then torturing mice, not as some kind of voodoo ritual, but because that is the very best way to understand and then change the evils of the world.

Having got that far, a new thought occurs: suppose our understanding of mice grows so great that we can build a silicon mouse, like the virtual worm of which c. elegans researchers dreamed? Would that remove the stain? No. It would not. The only model on which we could rely would be one which told us little we had not already found out by other means and nothing which we could not check. I think. A computer model on which we had to rely and whose outcome we could never check against reality — well that would have free will, which is another theological conundrum.

1 (there is a similar one which involves provoking variously aggressive lung cancers in mice)

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Race and sex in the USA

I have a piece at CiF poking fun at Bob Allen, a Republican politician in Florida, keen on family values and locking up perverts who was — but you guessed — busted cottaging in a park in the fine city of Titusville. If you’re going to offer someone $20 for the privilege of giving them a blowjob, make sure he’s not an undercover policeman.

What makes it more illuminating, though, is his excuse, captured on tape when he went back to the police station: that he was the only white guy in the place, and, seeing all these blacks, he was afraid he “would become a statistic”.

In other words, he was prepared to admit to finding black men so frightening that it made some kind of sense to offer the nearest large one $20 and a blowjob in exchange for free passage out of the area. (He never explained how he had got there in the first place.) Obviously, this isn’t really true, in the sense that he is not offering an accurate account of his motives. But the fact that he felt on some level tht it was plausible is very much more illuminating about his beliefs on race, and the fact that he expects them to be something that “everyone knows” than most lies or even wholly true statements.

After finishing that piece, I stumbled across this long piece in the Boston Review which argues — from a rather different angle — that after the Civil Rights movement crime became a proxy for race in American poilitics after the Civil Rights movement. This would mean that Rep. Allen, in his rather confused way, was only articulating party policy. (the story is also discussed on metafilter)

It’s worth thinking about. I wonder if we are approaching the same condition here. I have interviewed a social worker from California who thought we very well might be, after visiting Feltham Young Offenders institution.

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OK — back again, still silly

From another week as a Templeton Fellow — really interesting, and I have made, I hope, some friends for the rest of my life. Anyway, this morning, I was flicking idly through the Telegraph blogs, and came across a wonderful example of the perils of interacting with your readers. Toby Harnden, their US correspondent, has a brief piece up in which he pokes fun at the Republican Presidential Candidate Tom Tancredo, who proposed nuking Mecca and Medina if there were another terrorist attack on American soil. Is it possible for a politician to get closer to the ignorant, bigoted, ugly American stereotype? comments Harnden.

Of course, since this is the web, there is immediately an American commentator, “susanx” to explain that Tancredo is just talking plainly about what needs to be done, and that there is no analogy — as Harnden suggested — with nuking the Vatican in response to an IRA atrocity.

Harnden, bored, responds: Maybe Tancredo’s logic would have dictated a surgical strike by Britain on churches in South Boston, hotbed of support for the IRA, or New York City, where the plate for “IRA prisoners” regularly went round, or South Florida, magnet for IRA gun runners over the years.

Later, susanx descends into frothing islamophobia. Yes, really: the condition does exist and here it is: you will never see a muslim slightly interested in art, architecture, literature and no matter how backward, corrupted, poverty filled they are, they will always feel superior to anybody else. What happened in Ireland has nothing to do with the above.

Harnden refines his position: I don’t believe for a moment Islamist terrorism and IRA violence are comparable (and am not advocating bombing Boston, NYC or Florida, you’ll be pleased to know) in other than some small, tactical ways (e.g. use of IEDs).

And I just feel it’s so unfair: Let a Guardian journalist suggest that one might assassinate even one American and all hell breaks loose …

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Beauty tames the beast

I was talking to a very pretty woman: she sat with her hair the colour of slightly burnt cream against the light; behind her shoulder was the back of a couch striped in black and pale orange. What she had to say was — as always — intelligent and animated;yet, god help me, what I thought was “That’s a perfect background. Why didn’t I bring a camera?”

This is, I think, the lasting worth of photography. It makes you — at least me — look at the world as it would be if I weren’t human. My normal order of noticing things about pretty women is

  1. eyes
  2. face
  3. movement
  4. body shape
  5. nothing
  6. nothing
  7. nothing
  8. nothing
  9. oh is the house on fire?
  10. nothing
  11. clothes
  12. adjacent furniture

Obviously, certain clothes and certain suroundings can jump right up the salience but in general that’s how it is. I react like this even to clothes advertisements, which is one reason why they are wasted on me. I always look at eyes, then faces. Only very very much later, if there is absolutely nothing else to read, do I notice what the model is wearing, if anything.

But the camera has no interests in life. It will see without looking at all. Sometimes that way it sees more clearly.

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Colour and speech

According to Language log there is a study out suggesting that Nerds, or dorkenheimers, are identified in the Californian school system because they are “too white” and avoid all the “Black” stylings of speech and dress traditionally1 affected by white teenagers. But this can’t be true. I remember distinctly when Zonker, who is Californian, was advertising a Nerdcare anti-sun lotion, and it was minty green. I’m away from the family archive CD, so I can’t find the link.

1 on the “classic” timescale — ie since about 1959

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Conservatives and homophobes

Damian Thompson has been examining the problem of homosexuality and the Anglican Communion on his Telegraph blog, and this has led to at least one delightful misunderstanding: commentator “Terwilliger” writes

You are quite correct Damian but sometimes it is necessary to put all pleasantries aside so that others are QUITE aware of what they are being asked to approve of. I realize that some people call it “love” but honestly, if one explains objectively what’s really going on, most of us wouldn’t dare suggest this sexual lifestyle as commenable for anyone. As you saidm, it is “disgusting” but that should not surprise anyone.

I wanted to add a comment myself, urging Damian to read The Line of Beauty: a shocking book about the misadventures of a young gay Oxford graduate from the provinces who falls in with Conservative politicians in Notting Hill — you would not believe what these people get up to but the site demanded I register. It is a pity, though: I would like to imagine a long queue of po-faced commentators trying tastefully to open Damian’s eyes to the horrors of the gay lifestyle.

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A defence of the Bishop of Hereford

I have been reading the Church Times’s coverage of the case of the Bishop of Hereford, Dr Anthony Priddis, who has just been reprimanded by an Employment tribunal for refusing a job as a youth leader to a gay man who said at the job interview that he would remain celibate. All of my instincts are against the bishop, but there is one important, and in the context decisive point in his favour: what is being assailed is his judgement. He didn’t believe that the man in question — fresh from a break-up — could honestly make a binding commitment to celibacy.

Now this, it seems to me, is the sort of judgement that a bishop has to make all the time, and irrespective of the sexual orientation involved. They are constantly dealing with people who swear they will be good in future, that they won’t do it again, and so forth. Some (not, in this case, the youth worker) add that they are very sorry for their past deeds. Not all of these repentant or at least reformed sinners will manage to carry out their new resolutions, however sincere they may be at the time.

This is an argument which has nothing to do with whether homosexual behaviour is in itself sinful or not. I don’t think it is, for what my opinion is worth, but the law says that the Church is able to hold that all gay sex is sinful, and that is one of1 the official doctrines of the C of E at the moment. I repeat, on a point of law, the church is quite entitled to discriminate against sexually active homosexuals in positions of “leadership”. It is in the light of that fact that the tribunal’s decision must be understood.

The tribunal has taken the view that the bishop should be forced to accept the applicant’s word, and this is what I think is wrong. Rightly or wrongly, I can see that there is at least a theoretical possibility that a promise of celibacy, exacted under such circumstances, would be broken in the future. Certainly, if I were asked to promise to remain celibate as the price of a job I wanted, and I had just emerged from a smashed up relationship, I might very well make that promise, only to discover, in a year or two, that just possibly broken hearts do mend. In fact I wouldn’t, come to think if it, entirely trust the judgement of any bishop who believed me.

Of course, I’m not gay. The Church of England has many ways to accomodate my sexual preferences.2 It does discriminate, institutionally, against gays: this is wrong (but perfectly legal) and within the framework of the law as it stands, the Bishop, I think, was within his rights. Even at that, he may have made a wrong decision. But the question is whether he had the right — whether he should have the right — to get that decision wrong. I think he clearly did, and that to say otherwise makes it more likely that management in the future will be more mechanical and worse.

1 In a rather Groucho Marx sense: if you don’t like this doctrine, it has others.

2 a sentence I never knew, until this moment, that I waited all my life to write.

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