… but those of you who know me and visit here regularly, already know most of what I’d be writing. And those who have popped the Superiority Pill aren’t worth a blog post, because they won’t come round to read a second time, in any case.
It’s fun when strangers come waltzing in, never check my blog for anything I’ve written before on the subject and start lifting their leg because they misunderstood the drift of the post. I haven’t had cause to give anyone a good bashing around the ears in a while.
On that note, what happened when Bakkies Botha tried to order a Brekkie Bun from MacDonalds at 11:05 and they refused him?
He kicked them around the house so hard they turned into a Wimpy and served him his brekkie bun.
haha… old one, you say.
That’s the thing about the internet. Don’t ask me to reference a post if I chose not to.
You know I ref a post when I want to. But that’s the whole thing – the internet is big and fulla you-know-what. I only reference when I feel I really want to. It’s rare that I find an article of the quality that is actually necessary for decent referencing, if the discussion is in any way scientific. Most “articles” on the internet are opinion. Not peer- reviewed articles from a reputable scientific journal – and even there… (*sigh*) … long difficult afternoons come to mind of wading through knee-high packs of articles trying to make head or tail out of cancer genetics. And realizing that one researcher referenced to another, who referenced another, who referenced back to the first… Jargon, as tough and clingy as chewing gum, they’re talking of translocation t(3;7) and gene locus p53… BRCA wasn’t even discovered yet… and here am I trying to note down which translocations of which specific chromosomes go together with which brain tumour types… a hopeless case, as no two articles come up with the same findings, and whenever they do I discover the one is actually quoting the other…
I’m done dragging through unintelligible jargon just to discover, in conclusion, that the article told me absolutely nothing, because it was a rehash of another article that I’d already read. And some of these get so lost in their polysyllabic vocabulary, they don’t even complete their long, winding sentences… you end up actively searching for the subject or the verb and failing to find it, I kid you not, these are peer-reviewed scientists… And you go to the references and find them overlapping with the references of most of the other articles you have your hands on, and you realize that you’ve just read all there is published on the topic… and are none the wiser because there is no pattern…
And you get the suspicion that maybe, chomosome breakage and translocations are an effect, not a cause… But you’re a heretic if you dare voice this thought… because established science says it must be a cause, so that’s where we’re searching…
Makes me think of the policeman who stumbles over a drunk in the dark. The drunk is on all fours, under the streetlight, crawling around and patting the ground.
“What are you doing here?”
“I’m looking for my keys.”
“Doesn’t look like they are here, man. Are you sure this is where you lost them?”
“No, Officer, I lost them over there, but there’s better light here.”
Twenty years later we’re still looking for the keys under the street light because it seems there’s more light. And 20 years on, except for countless more randomized effects, we still don’t know the exact cause of cancer and can therefore still not design a genuine cure.
Yes, gipsika spent time in genetics (feels like I spent time behind bars). 6 years studying (of which four, full-time and the course included microbiology, zoology, biochemistry, virology and mycology among other subjects, passed summa cum laude); six years in full-time employ, three in part-time and about two more (give or take) in freelance.
Medical specialists exist because the knowledge one single GP needs to keep at his fingertips can only be finite. Leonardo da Vinci was the last universal genius – even Albert Einstein could no longer comprehend every last aspect of the completeness of human knowledge. A GP needs to know such an enormous load of facts about such a broad topic – human health – that it is no wonder he cannot be expected to know every detail about every detail of the field. A GP is a generalist. The second he specializes, he sacrifices learning more about the general field in favour of learning a whole lot about a very small area.
Immunology is such a field; virology is another. Pharmacy is another such area, such a deep and complicated one that a pharmacist studies just as long as a GP, but specifically in the field of biochemistry, drugs and the chemistry of how they interact with humans, with disease and with each other and a myriad of other substances. A GP needs a broad overview of pharmacology to be able to prescribe drugs; but he relies that the pharmacists will inform him of the relevant details he needs to know. Else he will not cope.
It’s sad when a GP with his limited and highly valuable time goes online merely in order to seek out blogs that deviate from the mainstream, in order to strew arrogance all over them. Dear GP, you are worth more than that. But perhaps a good lesson would be not to make presumptions about people who seem on the surface a bit simple and naive. Perhaps they only don’t feel like linking to poorly written web articles instead of real hard references. Perhaps they give their readers enough credit to presume that when the reader wants a reference, he/she will be able to google it themselves.
Whatever, let me sign off, it’s very late and tomorrow a full day. Sleep tight bloggies!