Jul 132011

Probably NOT a surprise, but I’m not a supporter of homeopathy. Believe what you wish about freedom of choice, patient involvement in treatments, etc. but when a snake oil merchant pedals blatant, shameless lies, then it’s time for us to intervene. The fact that the ASA has taken action to restrain fraudulent advertising, while not sufficient, is a good start.

However, apparently some hurting homeopaths don’t understand why we don’t love them all, and have put a survey out to ask us why this should be.

The survey is accessible here. If you have a few moments, why not go and tell them exactly why this is? Go on, it’ll make you feel better!

My responses? Ok … here you go:










Jun 012011

I really ought, by now, to know better than to read the Daily Hate.

It is, after all, the sheerest shit and fantasy. Mouthpiece for the views of the BNP/EDL/National Socialist Party. Scaremongering, anti-science, anti-humanity really.

But it still hurts my brain to see things like this:

Daily Mail Screenshot 2011-06-01 at 12.49.10 Mobiles CAN cause cancer.


Well, I find myself thinking, that’s big news. Wonder how come it hasn’t been picked up more widely. So I click through to the article …

Daily Mail Screenshot 2011-06-01 at 12.49.23







Ah. Ok.

Excellent journalistic integrity there. You jackasses!

And the stupid doesn’t stop there, oh no. The further you read, the more apparent it becomes that nothing has changed. NOTHING.

Is it possible to rule out, beyond a shadow of a doubt, a possible, potential, maybe causal link between excessive use of a mobile ‘phone and carcinogenesis? No.

Does that mean that “mobile ‘phones can cause cancer”? NO – you fucking fucks!

This shit shows, yet again, why we need a PCC with teeth, and an enforceable code of conduct for the media. Not some laissez-fucking-faire self-regulation which may as well be a circle jerk of bullshit peddling wankers for all the good it does.

Oh, and the Tea and Kittens reference? It’s all about this, and the lovely content I really should be looking at, instead of Mein Daily Kampf!

Mar 252010

I know, I know … it goes against the received wisdom. We’re supposed to revel and rejoice in the rebirth around us, cautiously emerging from the dark, cold days of Winter, blinkingly staring into a new year’s sun. But it’s precisely that cyclical aspect of it which drags my mood down to the depths, without fail, each and every year. Like Sisyphus, ceaselessly rolling the boulder up the hill to no avail, we trudge on year after year. Whatever promise the onset of Spring and then Summer claim to offer us, the only thing that is really being offered is the arrival of another Winter and then … again … another falsely optimistic Spring. Eternity without the possibility of parole.

This ties into my issues with mortality and religion/spirituality/bullshit. I don’t believe in the soul. And my rock solid certainty in the facts of physics means that I can’t believe in the soul. But more than this, I know that essentially the two options for the universe are contracting back into a point of singularity where time and space cease to exist, rendering the notion of “after” the end of the universe meaningless and nonsensical, or continually expanding forever, long past its heat death, where matter is undifferentiated and energy nonexistent, an eternity of beige.

What has all that got to do with Spring? Well, in my head, everything. Every year it brings back to me the essential pointlessness of it all, and makes it harder and harder for me to strive towards anything knowing that ultimately, however ultimate that point may be, it will result in nothing. The tallest monument, the finest portrait, the most beautiful heart-rending symphony … all of it is meaningless.