In my June brain column for Discover, I wrote about the bizarre idea that there are single neurons in your head that can respond to individual people. The so-called “grandmother cell” started out 40 years ago as a thought experiment riffing on Philip Roth’s novel Portnoy’s Complaint. By the 1970s, most neuroscientists considered it more of a joke than a valid concept, but in the years since it hasn’t quite gone away. Continue reading “The Legend of Grandmother Cells Continues”
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There is no way to keep up with all the bad reporting on science these days, but I cannot resist certain egregious cases. As Loom readers know, George Will writing about global warming is one. This morning brings fresh evidence of his trouble with the facts–and, more importantly–the empty claims of the Washington Post‘s editorial page that they respect the time-honored art of fact-checking.
Continue reading “George Will’s Crack Fact-Checkers Continue Their Nap”
Chimpanzees get AIDS.
This is an important discovery, but what intrigues me most about it is how the discovery was made. It is a story of two kinds of science, both of which are essential to getting a deeper understanding of life, but which today are staggeringly out of balance.
Continue reading “AIDS And The Virtues of Slow-Cooked Science”
Here is a song by Christine Lavin inspired by my recent firefly story. It is available for two days on her web site (and will resurface this fall on her next CD).
I think this is the second or third time a musician has riffed on something I’ve written. Listen, for example, to this darker tune based on the wasp that’s also a brain surgeon.
Originally published July 20, 2009. Copyright 2009 Carl Zimmer.
I spent the past week riding swan boats, roller coasters, and horse-drawn carriages. Every time I come back from a vacation, there’s a lot of catching up to do, but I was struck this time around by just how absolutely hopeless it has become to go back and review all the information that piled up while I was gone. I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to answer all the questions from editors who puzzled over my inscrutable articles while I was gone. I’ll probably be able to get back to everyone who have been helping arrange talks for the fall. But I probably won’t be able to wade through all the press releases that showed up, or the tables of contents from new issues of scientific journals. Facebook? Twitter? I’ll just have to pretend the past week never happened. The Internet never takes a vacation, I’m discovering.
Continue reading “A Lot Of Things Happen While You’re Riding A Swan Boat”