Discover, November 30, 1998

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Nancy Simmons went down to the jungles of French Guiana in 1991 with the seemingly simple mission of determining how many species of bats live in one place. Each afternoon she and her colleagues headed out from their camp and set up their nets, sometimes arranging them artfully over the openings of hollowed trees where bats like to roost. Then they waited for the sun to fall.

“The forest is noisy and active at night,” says Simmons. “Armadillos come walking by, and kinkajous are knocking around in the trees above your head. You sit there in the dark and you wait, and you never know what is going to come next.”

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Nature, November 12, 1998

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One can only imagine how annoyed John Maddox must have become in 1996. He had retired from Nature a year earlier, after an impressive 23-year stint as its editor. Having successfully guided this journal into the age of space-based telescopes and genome projects, he decided it was a good time to write a book. There he would lay out the most important questions still left unanswered by scientists. And then, just as he was getting elbow-deep in the project, everyone suddenly started talking about another book on what the future will bring: John Horgan’s The End of Science (Helix, 1996).

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Discover, September 30, 1998

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In the early 1950s, when biologist John Tyler Bonner was just beginning his career at Princeton, he was startled one day to receive a message from Albert Einstein, who worked at the nearby Institute for Advanced Study. Einstein wanted Bonner to come to his office and show him a movie.

The film that Einstein was so eager to see starred an amoeba named Dictyostelium. Normally, this single-celled organism goes about its quiet business of hunting down, engulfing, and digesting bacteria that live in soil. After gorging itself sufficiently, Dictyostelium divides in two, and the new pair go their separate, bacteria-devouring ways.

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Discover, August 1, 1998

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Justin Kalesto doesn’t want to wake up. A woman is calling his name, but he turns his head deeper into his pillow. He is 12 years old, and from Mangbangau, a village deep in remote southern Sudan. He wears a tattered pair of blue shorts and a thin necklace of blue beads; on the windowsill above his cot are his sandals and woven basket. Justin’s sunken abdomen curves inward like a bowl; his nostrils are clogged with bacteria and dried mucus, and the skin around his closed eyes puffs out, giving him the face of a frog.

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Discover, July 31, 1998

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If you find yourself in prairie dog country, you may notice that one opening to their burrows is always built up a few inches aboveground. There’s a very good reason for this: thanks to the quirks of fluid dynamics, the higher aboveground you are, the faster the wind blows. This means that the air moving over the raised opening is at higher pressure than that moving over the other entrance, and since high pressure always flows to low, a cool breeze is pushed through the burrow. The prairie dogs get fresh air without using a single watt to power a fan or an air conditioner.

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