I smell a rat…

…in the records disposition of this twin study.  Yale pulls this kind of stuff Neubauer conceived the experiment to compare the development of separated sets of twins and triplets with fellow psychiatrist Viola Bernard, to explore one of psychology’s most pressing questions — that of nature versus nurture, or whether human behavior is more affected by environment or genetics. Researchers did not obtain the consent of participants or their adoptive families. They also failed to inform families that their child had been separated from a twin during the adoption process or in their later observation of the children, according to … Continue reading I smell a rat…

Hot Girl Privilege

Thales at The Declination tells it like it is: When a hot girl says something stupid, people pay attention to her anyway. This has the effect of separating the hot chick from reality even more. She might think her stupid poems are beautiful art, because thirsty men will say anything to an attractive woman. Hot Girl Privilege would be a lot more tolerable if it wasn’t so frequently associated with RBF. Tip from Sara Hoyt at the Instapundit. (She gets a good quote in the article.) Continue reading Hot Girl Privilege

Portland’s Inconsolable Rage

Kevin Williamson remarks upon the poor sportsmanship of LGTBQQ* Portland Thorns soccer fans, and takes no prisoners: One can understand Portland’s inconsolable rage. It’s a second-rate Seattle, which makes it, by extension, a fourth-rate (22) San Francisco. Which is to say: Austin without the sunshine and higher education and tacos. I’d be angry if I lived in Portland, too. He lets the cat out of the bag about inclusion There’s no logical reason that women’s sports should be an especially uncomfortable place for someone with traditionalist views about homosexuality. But the kulturkampf brigades will have only conformity, abject and absolute. … Continue reading Portland’s Inconsolable Rage

Cultural Appropriation for Me, Not for Thee

So some woke Chino-American gets his knickers in a twist because a Caucasian young lady wore a cheongsam as a prom dress.  But somehow, I don’t think he had a problem with something like this: To me, women of color wearing Daisy Dukes is an especially un-woke cultural appropriation, since her TV brothers drove around in a car painted like this By sv1ambo – 1969 Dodge Charger – General Lee, CC BY 2.0, Link Is it just me? or has this whole “cultural appropriation” thing degenerated into a vicious farce perpetrated by spiteful little junior-high girls (of all ages and … Continue reading Cultural Appropriation for Me, Not for Thee

It’s about time…

…that somebody, Trout Unlimited in this case, called an auto manufacturer on those ceaseless TV ads of off-road vehicles crashing through forest, field, and stream, tearing up everything in sight.  After a week or so of seeing that crap on the tube, I’m surprised there’s an intact meadow, stream, or game trail left anywhere in North America.  Off-roading is a hobby that is incomprehensible to me.  Besides being an enormous money pit, it looks a lot like high-tech vandalism of nature. Continue reading It’s about time…

Maybe NOT every job will be automated

Turns out there may be an upper limit to automating retail businesses.  When confronted with self-serve checkouts, many folks turn into thieves: “There is NO MORAL ISSUE with stealing from a store that forces you to use self checkout, period. THEY ARE CHARGING YOU TO WORK AT THEIR STORE.” It’s so pervasive that it’s not even called shoplifting any more; it’s “external shrinkage.” This is going to continue until retailers wise up to the idea that it’s cheaper to have a flesh-and-blood cashier ringing up–and collecting payment for–purchases, than it is to have the stuff just walk out the door. … Continue reading Maybe NOT every job will be automated

Mrs Sherlock Holmes

Was the nickname given lawyer-detective Grace Humiston when she became prominent in New York’s 1917 Ruth Cruger murder case.  The fascinating story is told in Brad Ricca’s biography Mrs Sherlock Holmes, which is as gripping and surprising as any great detective novel. In an interesting episode, the wife of  suspected murderer Alfredo Cocchi is being questioned Wallstein kept his questions focused on the police activities in the case. … She [Maria Cocchi] silently stuck out her hand and produced a white card.  Wallstein took it and turned it over.  It read: Take care of Alfredo Cocchi.  He’s O. K.  BILLY … Continue reading Mrs Sherlock Holmes