Test your science I.Q. … September 24, 2009
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The Pew Research Center has an interesting online quiz to test your knowledge of science currently in the news.
I don’t want to brag, but I scored 100 percent. The sad thing, though, is that only 10 percent of people in the United States score so well. That wouldn’t bug me so much, except that we let people in the United States vote. Argh.
– Steve
Jerry Coyne, evolution and the beasts that would devour our heroes … … May 14, 2009
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I just finished reading “Why Evolution is True,” by University of Chicago Professor Jerry A. Coyne — and I highly recommend it.
This outstanding book was written as an answer to those who say “there is no evidence for evolution,” and as such you’ll find it mentioned anywhere the science education culture wars are fought. Coyne did a great job really laying out all the evidence and showing how it dovetails, etc., so if you are interested in the topic of evolution and want to know more about the evidence, this is your book.
I’m writing about it here, though, from a slightly different angle — that of a writer of fantasy and science fiction who often has to imagine strange and bewildering creatures to populate his fiction. Coyne’s book really kicked my brain into overdrive.
For one thing, Coyne’s book provides solid tangential evidence for life on other planets. Coyne doesn’t say that or try to make that case, but he carefully outlines evolutionary processes and left me with the impression that life and evolution are pretty much inevitable, given the right conditions. The right conditions, of course, probably exist in many places in a universe as old and vast as this one. A science fiction writer needs to take that into account. It doesn’t seem plausible these days to postulate a universe where life is exceedingly rare, or is a surprise discovery by mineral miners on some distant world. Nope. Intelligence might be rare indeed, but life? Probably not.
For another thing, the book makes it quite clear that evolution can build almost any kind of creature. If you can imagine it, evolution probably can produce it. That’s rather freeing, in a way. If you are writing fantasy or sword & sorcery, you may not care too much whether your fire-breathing flying squid or bullet-spitting avian reptile is particularly plausible, but if you are writing science fiction you probably care very much.
After reading Coyne’s book, I’ll bet that the simple yet complex processes of evolution could produce a fire-breathing flying squid or a bullet-spitting avian reptile, under the proper conditions.
Understanding the evolutionary process can help you create those fictional monsters. Evolution doesn’t build things wholesale; it enhances and modifies previous models. So, to build a bullet-spitting avian reptile, you just have to play a fun mind game and figure out the steps.
We’ll concentrate on the bullet-spitting, since we already know evolution can produce flying critters. I’m picturing a winged beastie that spits high-speed projectiles at prey on the ground, rendering it dead or at least incapacitated. How could such a weird ability evolve? (If all the stuff below seems mentally unbalanced to you, blame me, not Jerry Coyne …)
Maybe it started with a creature that swallowed small stones and stored them internally in a gizzard, slowly absorbing moisture or minerals from the swallowed stones or using them to grind food. We have fish and birds right here on Earth that do that, by the way. In our made-up creatures, let’s say the swallowed stones, once deprived of whatever use the creature gets from them, are regurgitated and replaced.
It’s not an assault weapon yet, but the basics are there. Stones come in and go out. What we need now is environmental impetus and millions of years. Natural selection will do the rest.
Choking on stones is bad, so natural selection would likely favor critters with powerful lungs and wide necks to make sure stones get out. Critters with necks that are too skinny or lungs that are too small would be more susceptible to choking, and thus less likely to pass on their genes, etc. Over time, our avians would get a bit bigger to improve lung capacity.
We don’t have a living gun yet, but we’re closer. If you want to make the bullet-spitting plausible, you’ve got more thinking to do. Perhaps our avian reptiles, in getting bigger, get slower as well? Maybe they aren’t as adept at swooping down on the little mousy things they eat. Maybe the little mousy things dart under roots or into holes and our bigger avians can’t get to them in time. Being bigger and slower might be detrimental in other ways; for instance, it might make it easier for beasts on the ground to pounce on our avians and eat them.
So our avians develop a new hunting technique — dropping stones on their prey. They scoop up a good-sized stone, perch on a branch overhanging a rodent traffic zone, and let fly when they see a meal scurry by. Then they drop, grab their stunned mouse thing and get back up to a nice safe branch.
OK, it’s not the most efficient approach imaginable, but it’s a big universe and weird stuff happens all the time, so hang with me a little longer. Consider that some of our avians would be better at this hunting technique than others. Natural selection would favor keen eyesight and quick reflexes. A longer, pointier bill would probably help, too, as far as aim and sightlines are concerned. Over time, the avians as a population likely would evolve to be physically better at this hunting technique.
It’s still a rather inefficient technique, though. The avians have to land somewhere, gather a stone big enough to stun or kill a mousy thing, then lift it up to a perch and hang onto it until food wanders by. That’s rather tiring, and a lot of bother. But remember that enhanced lung capacity to help get the swallowed stones dislodged safely? That windpipe-and-lung combo could add some ooomph to a stone attack, allowing a smaller, less cumbersome stone to strike prey with enough force to do the job. Avians with bigger gizzards could hold more stones. If those same stones, swallowed for an entirely unrelated purpose, can be projected with sufficient speed to stun prey, then a bigger gizzard means more stored ammo, and thus less time gathering ammo, and more time hunting from nice safe branches.
From this point, it’s not hard to imagine our winged avians that spit stones with decent accuracy and decent force evolving into winged avians that spit a slew of stones with amazing accuracy and enough force to prove lethal to a human planetary explorer. Indeed, I unleashed such critters on my players in a Traveller RPG game a long time back. At the time, they were just imagined monsters — I knew how they worked, but had no idea whether such things could plausibly exist. Now, I think maybe they could.
I leave it to you SAB readers to figure out how to evolve a fire-breathing flying squid. Feel free to do so in the comments below.
– Steve
Museum hopping and inspiration … February 2, 2009
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This weekend my wife, daughter and I headed for Cleveland, where we could visit both the Cleveland Museum of Natural History and the Cleveland Museum of Art. Both are on University Circle, so you park once and just walk from one museum to the other.

The first stop was the natural history museum, because our daughter’s eagerness to go there was what prompted the trip in the first place. Needless to say, as a writer of fantasy and sword-and-sorcery fiction, I found standing nose to nose with a tyrannosaur skeleton gets the fictive brain juices flowing. So does wandering among samples of art and tools from early human cultures. So does trying to answer an 8-year-old’s questions.
A quick walk across the circle took us to the art museum. The museum features a wonderful display of armor, swords, axes and such — again, it was like tossing seeds into fertile soil and many fictional things are taking root in this writer’s brain. Most of a writer’s work is done inside the skull, but it helps greatly to get out in the world and learn stuff.
The Cleveland art museum is undergoing extensive renovations, so much of the collection is under wraps. But we did get to see this masterpiece from Frederic Edwin Church, called “Twilight in the Wilderness, 1860″:

This was my favorite painting of the day. The image I shared here cannot do it justice; it is a rather large painting, with intense detail of color in the clouds and shading in the trees. It has a spiritual quality to it, for me, and I stared at it a while trying to compose a few lines of verse … then gave up and just enjoyed the painting.
I also found this one, a painting of St. Jerome by Hendrick ter Brugghen, quite inspiring:

I see in this one a scholar, fretting over some dark truth he has divined from his studies, or perhaps worried that he’ll never know the real truth behind it all. And yes, I asked myself if perhaps I was projecting something of my own psyche onto Brugghen’s work. In any case, I think the fellow in this painting might become a character in something I write.
Another inspiring thing about this day was being there with my wife, who also writes fiction and loves learning and asks piercing questions and makes connections between things I would miss. When I call her my muse, I am not kidding.
We rounded out the day with a meal with friends at Great Lakes Brewing Co. on Market Avenue. My wife had been wanting to get me there for a while, as I am a big beer nut and have been enjoying Great Lakes brews quite a lot recently. At the brewery and restaurant you can enjoy brews that are either difficult or impossible to find bottled in stores — and they are fresh fresh fresh. Hence, my wife made this a belated part of my birthday celebration.
I can report that the Blackout Stout and Loch Erie Scotch Ale are both wonderful beers. The Scotch is a bit less sweet than other Scotch ales I’ve tried, but has that malt-driven quality that distinguishes a Scotch. I preferred the stout, which is silky smooth and delicious. Both of these beers pack a wallop, though, so let someone else do the driving if you drop by.
As for the food, most of us had fish and chips and enjoyed it immensely. The atmosphere was cozy, and having kids along wasn’t a problem.
All in all, we had a great Saturday in Cleveland.
– Steve
Review: “The Language of God” by Francis S. Collins December 30, 2008
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I ran across this at the library a couple of weeks ago, and snatched it up. I had read brief interviews with Dr. Francis S. Collins, leader of the Human Genome Project, and I had seen snippets from essays he’d written. He’s a world-renowned scientist who is unabashedly Christian, so I figured he would have an interesting perspective.
I was right. “The Language of God” is a very engaging book, well written and thoughtful.
The subtitle on the hard-cover copy I picked up, “A Scientist Presents Evidence for Belief” is just a tad misleading. Collins does indeed present evidence for belief, just not scientifically-tested evidence — and I think he’d be among the first to acknowledge that. So if you’re picking up the book hoping to see that a precise measurement of the speed of an electron proves hands-down that God exists, you won’t find it in this book.
What you will find, however, is a very intelligent guy making an intelligent case for religious belief alongside a passionate defense of doing science the right way — observation, hypothesis, test and repeat, show your work, answer the questions, test and repeat, more observation, test and repeat, experiment, test test test test and so on. Collins’ Christianity is very important to him, and so is the scientific method. Nothing he’s learned in science has given Collins any reason to doubt his faith, and he does his science in such a way as to keep his faith from leading him around by the nose.
All in all, after reading this book I get the feeling Collins would be a fascinating person to sit down and drink a beer with. He apparently plays a pretty mean guitar, too.
Collins’ evidence for belief amounts to philosophical arguments based on the existence of basic bottom-line morality and on the pretty much universal desire among humankind to relate to something more, something spiritual, something beyond. Neither is a particularly new argument, but neither is a particularly bad argument. It’s far from a slam-dunk, but Collins’ treatment of both arguments is even-handed and not preachy. He tells you how he came to believe, rather than tell you why you’re a moron if you don’t believe. Indeed, to me it seems Collins’ primary goal in this book is not to convince readers to join him in faith, but to demonstrate that science need not be seen as an enemy to faith.
I think Collins succeeds, but my perspective is that of a scientifically-minded, tries-to-be-spiritually-open-minded reader. A reader coming from a faith tradition that includes belief in a literal holy book might not find Collins convincing.
Along the way, Collins discusses his team’s work on the Human Genome Project and how it relates to both evolution theory and to his sense of wonder and faith. He also discusses Darwin, Galileo, Intelligent Design, Creationism, theistic evolution and more. If you’re wondering, he finds the evidence for evolution to be compelling, the evidence for Young Earth Creationism to be completely made up and the scientific case for Intelligent Design to be lacking to date.
Collins also includes chapters on bioethics matters such as abortion, cloning, in vitro fertilization and stem-cell research. In some cases, he raises more questions than he answers — which is understandable since much of this stuff is still on the frontiers of ethics and medical knowledge. I think Collins makes a great case for both science and faith to play co-equal roles in figuring all this stuff out and settling on intelligent policy.
Despite the weighty topics, Collin’s book is a fairly breezy read — far less pedantic and far more accessible, in my opinion, than “God’s Universe” by Owen Gingerich. Gingerich, a Harvard astronomer who also isn’t shy about his belief in God, isn’t quite the writer Collins proves to be. Collins makes his science easier for a layman to grasp.
I doubt Collins will win converts to Christianity with this book, but I don’t think such is his goal. I’m not sure he’ll change the minds of people who think much of modern science is atheistic bunk, either. He does make a convincing case that one does not have to surrender rationality to believe in God, and I think his book is well worth a read. I think it would be particularly valuable to people who have sat on the sidelines of the whole science vs. religion fracas, especially if the sometimes shrill voices from both sides have been a big turn-off. Collins provides a rare and important voice in these discussions — a bona fide scientist with a bona fide Christian faith.
– Steve
P.S. I hope your Christmas was fabulous. Once New Year’s Day arrives, I’ll try to be more diligent about posting here. I have a cool new vampire book to tell you about, some great beers I’ve uncorked recently, another poetry sale to brag about and some other stuff going on — so stay tuned.