Dominoes

No, it’s not about pizza.

Today I was blocked again on Twitter. It’s what the indoctrinated and the one-track-minded would love to do in real life: just silence any alternative viewpoint. Except… it doesn’t silence anyone. It just stops the blocker’s involvement in the conversation.

So I guess the one who blocked me won’t see this. Should I start to care, I’ll be sure to post an update. I’ve given up on these people. They cannot bear to consider any other view and I long ago tired of talking to walls.

His argument was that cattle produce methane, methane causes global warming, so if people eat less beef there’ll be less cattle and thereby save the planet.

I pointed out that if he wants less cattle then he must also restrict all milk products. I mentioned falling dominoes. Twitter’s limitations did not allow me to elaborate the difference between beef and dairy herds and I doubt he’d be interested anyway. Nor would he be interested in hearing about all the other ruminant species out there. I’m blocked now but well, I’m not involved in education any more. The wilfully ignorant are not my problem. He’ll see it one day, when his personal domino falls, but I’m not here to save him. I’m here to save me, and anyone else who will listen.

My background is in intestinal microbiology. My PhD was on the metabolism in the gut of ruminant animals. So yes, I know what I’m talking about here.

I saw the bandwagon of methane reduction when it started. I worked in labs that jumped on that bandwagon. Some actually believed it would make a difference but most saw a good way to keep the department funded. Sadly, that part of science is necessary: experiments don’t pay for themselves. So, many labs run high-profile projects for funding and do the interesting stuff behind the scenes. You only get to hear about the interesting stuff when it finally does something impressive.

The interesting stuff won’t get any funding as speculation, it has to prove itself first. It does that on the back of bandwagon grants.

Methane is trivial as a greenhouse gas. It was long ago shown that water vapour is the major greenhouse effector but you can’t take exhalations and you can’t tax the sun on the ocean. Therefore, carbon dioxide and methane, extraordinarily tiny components of the air, have to be continuously blamed. There’s no money in steam.

If there was that much methane in the air then every time I lit a cigarette, the flare would be visible in Edinburgh. Methane isn’t inert, there are soil bacteria that use if for growth so it does get used up. It isn’t the final end product, it’s part of a cycle. I worked on methane oxidising bacteria as one of those Interesting Things at the back of another project. Didn’t get too far but I did get a paper out of it.

You cannot isolate one single reaction and claim you have the answer to the global ecosystem. It’s a very complex ecosystem. Change one part of it and all the rest will change to adapt to it. Like rabbits or cane toads in Australia – meddle with an ecosystem and all hell can break loose. One change is like toppling that first domino. It’s hard to stop the chain reaction once it starts.

The Green God’s religion does not recognise dominoes. To them, every scientific result is to be taken in isolation and then applied to the entire planet as Gospel. Unquestionable. ‘The science is settled’. Yeah, well, if it’s unquestionable then it’s not science. It’s a cult. They can’t grasp that.

The also can’t grasp that cows are not the only source of methane – in fact they aren’t even the major source. Mud flats, peat bogs, any swamp anywhere is pumping out methane all the time (I spent three years working on bacteria in estuarine mud flats too). And we won’t even start on what happens when a subsea methane clathrate collapses. The ice worms that live in them are cute though.

Cows don’t produce methane. No mammal does, not directly. Bacteria in their guts produce methane and those bacteria are not specific to the gut. They live in swampy ground and anywhere it’s wet and there’s no or very little oxygen. Including deep water. Cows are a small part of the whole ecosystem and yet they are to be wiped out to save the planet? Total extinction will have no measurable effect on methane production at all.

That’s not why they are being wiped out. They are to be removed so we don’t eat meat. There’s a reason for that.

I remember when butter was suddenly deemed a Terrible Thing. Spread butter on your toast and a heart attack was only hours away. It’s been shown to be bollocks now but it persisted for decades. It coincided with the rise of margarine, then the pretend-butter spreads I refer to as plasticine. Butter, it turns out, is healthier than the synthetics but it took a long time to get the truth past the censors.

Doesn’t matter if the cows are to be eradicated. All we’ll have left are the synthetics. Synthetic milk already exists. It’s horrible but it exists.

Sugar is suddenly evil. Well not really suddenly, it’s been sneered at for a long time. That started with the introduction of artificial sweeteners and has become harsher and more desperate recently as people are rejecting the synthetics in favour of actual sugar.

Today’s new product is insect protein. A whole industry is trying to get off the ground. Faced with the choice, would you pick the burger made from beef or the one made from cockroaches? Yeah, it’s not a hard choice.

So it has to be made a hard choice. Push up the price of meat with ‘greenhouse tax’ and ‘fat tax’ and boost the guilt trips and soon the roachburger is all you can afford. The drones fall for it every time.

I have seen Twitter drones insist that Electrofag is designed by the tobacco companies to keep us smoking. I don’t engage in conversation with that level of stupid, it’s so concentrated it might be contagious. There’s no point.

Electrofag is the biggest threat the tobacco companies have ever faced.  I have several and I like them – although I still like the real ones too. Many have switched away from the real ones to Electrofag, and many new ‘smokers’ became new vapers instead. Isn’t that what those who hate tobacco companies wanted? A big dent in their profits?

It’s not what those who live on other people’s earnings want. Tobacco taxes account for an enormous amount of revenue and Electrofag is denting that too. This should give anti-tobacco governments a problem. Their drones will want to cheer on the demise of tobacco but those at the top can’t allow it to happen. What happens to their funding, their very reason for existence, if we all switch to vaping?

Fortunately the drone mind is easy to manipulate. Just tell them it’s another kind of tobacco, tobacco companies sell it, and all vapers turn into smokers. Those are all total lies, none of them ever happened, but the drones need no evidence. They will believe what they are told and block anyone who tries to tell them anything different.

Twitter is perfect for drone control. They’ll block any reasonable voice and end up talking amongst themselves, just reinforcing the indoctrination they’ve been exposed to until the Cult of the Green God is ready to launch its own jihad on we filthy heretics.

It’s not new. Many cults have used the same techniques to produce blindly-believing followers. This one pretends to use science. Its pronouncements come from academics.

I’ve met an awful lot of academics. Some are at genius level, most are merely clever but some make you wonder how they got in there. I can think of two PhD’s I’ve met who made me wonder if the qualification was really worth anything at all.

Yes, there are idiot academics. They make up for their uselessness by fast-talking and sounding convincing. The cunning ones build a following and the really devious get the press on side. It’s hard to sack someone when the press has built them up to hero status.

Personally I avoid any contact with the press. I talked to one once, was totally misrepresented and had phone calls from genuine scientists wondering what the hell I was up to. Now, I have no comment for any reporter anywhere. Read the journal papers, wait for the data to be published. I’m not talking until that’s done. At the moment I work as a consultant for commercial companies so can’t say much of anything anyway.

I’ve never blocked anyone on Twitter and never been blocked for abusive language. I’ve been blocked twice for agreeing with people, once for sympathising, and a few times for trying to tell them the truth. They don’t want the truth, they want their beliefs.

Let them have their beliefs. I work in science. Everything I do can be questioned and sometimes, those questions reveal to me something I’ve missed. I do not silence dissent. I encourage it. It’s a source of new information. I have no time to play with those who believe ‘the science is settled’.

That’s a religion. I do not have time for religion.

Birthday of a viking

Birthday week started out with the invasion of the Scottish Friday night. He came carrying gifts so he was let in. What girl doesn’t like gifts? Saturday was the big family test. It started out with brunch. I’d invited the family and my dear friend to my all time favourite brunch place. There was a big brunch buffet with bacon enough to feed an army and we got a secluded corner all to ourselves. After that it was coffee and cake at parents’ house. Here at birthdays you can get what’s called a Cakeman, which is a big Danish pastry like cake shaped as a man, or in my case a woman, and decorated with marzipan and pieces of sweets. Later in the evening when all the guests had left mum made a pork roast with all the trimmings.

Kagemand

Sunday was the day of films and rest. Monday I dragged Leggy with me to town for a bit of shopping and lunch. He got tobacco and I of course found some nail polish I just had to own. Then we went to my favorite burger place, The American Diner. I seldom go there as I always end up eating like a pig but will be fed for the rest of the day. Tuesday was the end of the invasion and the day of “are you sure you have enough to eat?” or the day I sounded like my mother.
Wednesday the Mothership and I met up for a few hours of more shopping and then we went to this steak place for birthday dinner.

Gift vise I was a very lucky girl.The left picture is the gifts from Leggy along with the Tropical nail stamping plates on the right picture. Besides what’s seen in the pictures I also got a Dr Who t-shirt, a beauty advent calendar and money. I was very amazed and happy. The gifts were much more than I’d ever dreamed about and it was some absolutely amazing days spent with Leggy and family.

So this week’s music is a bit random. Or very random. I’ve been thinking for a while about doing this on the blog and I figured the birthday post would be the perfect opportunity to give you guys a sneaky unfiltered peek into my personal play list. So the “game” was simple. I took my playlist on my music app, put it on shuffle and let it choose five songs. Only rules were no skips, unless it had already been on the blog or an artist showed up more than once. Ain’t nobody got time for 3 Taylor Swift songs. I thought it was a very fun idea until I saw my selection. So here are 5 songs I listen to.

Mark Ronson ft Bruno Mars – Uptown funk

Goldfrapp – Ooh La La

Taylor Swift – Love Song

Avicii – Wake Me Up

The La’s – There She Goes

Which songs will you guys get?

Traditions and cover songs

Have you guys ever wondered about how some holidays make perfect sense up until the point you have to explain it to someone who’s never heard of it before.
We have Morten’s evening coming up. It’s an old story about a priest who was chosen to become bishop but he didn’t want to so he tried to run away. As the local villagers were out looking for him he tried to hide with the geese but they made so much noise that he was found and he ended up having to become a bishop. So each year on this day we eat duck roast with all the trimmings. Somehow the duck became guilty by association.
And we have loads of those traditions or small holidays like that. I talked about Fastelavn last time with the live cat in the barrel that would get batted until it broke. These days it’s a paper cat.

I’ll be celebrating Christmas with Leggy this year in Scotland and I realised that how ever strange these traditions may seem I am actually a sucker for them. What really made me see that was when I told Leggys that I’d make him the traditional Danish duck dinner for Christmas. So of course wanting to be prepared I went on Google to see if I could get everything I needed in Scotland. Most things were readily available but two things. The cherry sauce for the rice and almond pudding and to my horror the red pickled cabbage was all wrong. It was actually red and not purple as it is here and it looked like big chunky cabbage and not “hey I just got a food processor let’s chop everything into tiny bits” cabbage. So yeah, when Leggy goes home from his birthday visit I’m sending pickled cabbage and cherry sauce with him because that is what tradition calls for.

Lilly Allen – Somewhere Only We Know

I must admit that I really like the John Lewis Christmas adverts. Especially last years one with the penguin . This Lilly Allen cover is from the 2013 advert and is a cover of this song by Keane

Ane Brun – Halo

I’ve mentioned Ane Brun in an older Wednesday music post. She did a song with Madrugada that I posted. Here she’s made a cover of Beyoncé’s song Halo
I’m personally not a big fan of Beyoncé’s music but I really like this cover.

Lisa Ekdahl – It’s Oh So Quiet

Now I think most of us know the Björk version of this song. Which if some of you didn’t know is actually a cover song in itself. The original English version was made in 1951 by Betty Hutton which was according to Wikipedia a cover of a German song called “Und jetzt ist es still”
I chose Lisa as it is a slightly lesser known version and a bit more jazzy and slow than the Björk and Betty Hutton versions.

Jasmine Thompson – Take Me To Church

I adore the Hozier version of this song but Jasmine Thompson does something to it that just makes me like it that much more. Hard to believe that she’s only 15.

Hugo – 99 Problems

I’m not entirely sure if this is a true cover song as it has had a bit of a rewrite from the Jay-Z Version and I may have used this version before in another post but I like this version so much that I’ll risk it.

 

We’re all oldies but goodies

The mothership has arrived home from Norway, carrying gifts and caramel pudding, and I am back home. I am once again surrounded by books and nail polish. I got back home to five notes from the post man. I may have done a bit of online shopping and bought some 12 new books whilst Leggy was at work and couldn’t make arguments for why I should wait with the book buying until after my birthday next month.

So yeah, my birthday is a thing that is happening soon. I have been saving since summer, have made reservations and sent out the invites and I have finally made my wishlist. So all is ready for the big day and still I feel completely unprepared.

Susie, the dachshund, has been getting a bit stressed these past weeks with me going away and going back and forth between home and parents’ house. So she has adopted her pink squeaky toy flamingo Dave as her own. She will bite him so he makes his squeaky noise and then cry back to him. I have thought about giving him a tiny snip and make the noise stop but I’m not sure how she’d react to that. It did get a bit much at one point so Dave was banned to the closet for a while and he is now out of the closet on probation to see how it goes.
And yes, there has been quite a few jokes about the pink flamingo coming out of the closet.

So today we are doing a look back in music Wednesday. I had a long phase where most of the music I listened to was from the 40’s and 50’s. So today is a pick of some of my favourite songs from that time.

George Formby – When I’m cleaning windows

This song doesn’t really need an introduction. Fun and quirky and proving that ukes are awesome instruments.

Perry Como and the Fontane sisters – Hoop-Dee-Doo

I must admit that inside my head I have this idea of how cool it would be to put on a flowy dress, rock a victory curl and just swing it, baby. But sadly in the real world I have a coordination skill that’s worse than a drunk toddler’s so maybe another life.

The Fontane sisters – Hearts made of stone

Were they all sisters? I must admit I have never been curious enough to google it. Or I did and I just forgot, that’s a possibility. Could be there just was a thing for sisters back then. And why always 3? I mean the axis of evil, the sisters and so on.

Andrew Sisters – Don’t bring Lulu

Here we have even more sisters. I wonder if I could dress up my brothers as girls and make a group. Or complain to my mother about her ruining my chance for making a swing band by only giving me brothers.

Doris Day – Dream a little dream of me

A beautiful song to round up this weeks music.

Scotland and Stine Bramsen

I wouldn’t be surprised if travel agencies are a bit evil. For some reason Amsterdam seems to be the new hot spot for flight changes. Which in itself isn’t evil. I don’t mind Amsterdam airport it’s a nice enough airport. There’s plenty of stuff to buy and they don’t claim to have free wi-fi and then let you find out that it really only is free if your mother’s maiden name starts with a random letter of the day and you’re crawling around in the air vent system on top of the janitor’s closet. Now what I found evil was that I had about 40 minutes to get from gate D-something to E-something. Which doesn’t sound too bad unless you know how big an airport it is. I wonder if they make a bet as the flight lands and then just lean back and watch as people power walk through the place to get to their next flight. And just to make things interesting there’s a passport check right smack in the middle. Ain’t nobody got time for that shit.

So I started in Copenhagen by landing in the mother of all queues just to get through security. Somehow my passport get pulled to the side. Then no one was paying attention as I walked through the metal detector.
I race through Amsterdam airport and make it to another long queue in Scotland. Why would you put two passport guys on duty for several planes and then make one for passports outside the EU. I make it through and my luggage is missing with the knitted cardigan for Leggy.

The stay in Scotland was however much better than the flight over there. I’ve had English friends tell me all the horrors of the Scottish weather and people but I found it very homely. I did live a bit in Norway as a child and spent many holidays there visiting family so mountains and snow is probably in my genes.
One thing I did like very much about Scotland, besides Leggy and the nature, was the Poundshop and Primark. You could get nail polish for 1£, which ended up with me buying about 23 bottles. I have no trouble seeing myself living there.
It did however take me a few trips to the shop to figure out that they weren’t in fact sold out of all cigarettes and tobacco they had just hidden it somewhere with a lion, witch and free wi-fi behind an ugly grey wall of evil and repression.

These days I’m at parents’ house looking after their dogs and the child of Satan aka the cat. This time the little bugger found that kibbles in the blue bowl aren’t worthy of being eaten unless you move then to the bowl for the wet food that is right beside it. It can have a blue bowl filled with kibbles but if the red one is empty it’s screaming up about death by malnourishment.

So on to the music before the little demon wakes up again.

Alphabeat – Fascination

I remember getting this album years back and absolutely loving it. I still do. It’s such a fun pop album that just makes you want to dance and sing. This was from their debut album and their breakthrough song.

Alphabeat – Fantastic 6

This was one of my favourite songs from the album. Once again a catchy pop song that’s just a bit of fun.

Stine Bramsen – Prototypical

About a year ago, Stine Bramsen the lead singer, decided to focus on a solo project and the first song out was Prototypical. This one shows a more grown up version of her.

Stine Bramsem – Karmatown

With this song she goes back to her pop roots but it is still a slightly more grown up version than seen in the early songs.

Stine Bramsen – Woman

This is the newest of her songs and I really like the message that it’s sending. It’s not saying that curvy is better than skinny it’s just telling women to love themselves as they are and to be proud. I really like the kind of African beat, makes it a very catchy song. I can’t wait to get the album.