Alas, Ben Goldacre in his "Bad Science" column in The Guardian got the Brainiac people to admit that they fake many of their demonstrations, including the bit with the bath tub. Clearly nature alone just ain't enough to get the interest of the kids [sigh].
Well, it's still chemistry (I doubt they used a nuclear device...hmm). This falls into the category that knowledge brings sweet sorrow. I shall surely not disappoint my students.
Eli Rabett is a not quite failed professorial techno-bunny, a chair election from retirement, at a wanna be research university that has a lot to be proud of but has swallowed the Kool-Aid. The students are naive but great and the administrators vary day-to-day between homicidal and delusional. His colleagues are smart, but they have a curious inability to see the holes that they dig for themselves. Prof. Rabett is thankful that they occasionally heed his pointing out the implications of the various enthusiasms that rattle around the department and school. Ms. Rabett is thankful that Prof. Rabett occasionally heeds her pointing out that he is nuts.
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Alas, Ben Goldacre in his "Bad Science" column in The Guardian got the Brainiac people to admit that they fake many of their demonstrations, including the bit with the bath tub. Clearly nature alone just ain't enough to get the interest of the kids [sigh].
Well, it's still chemistry (I doubt they used a nuclear device...hmm). This falls into the category that knowledge brings sweet sorrow. I shall surely not disappoint my students.
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