Fuck cancer. Seriously. We keep losing immense numbers of good people to it; I have lost close friends and family members to it. And yesterday, I was aghast to learn that one of my most favorite scientist/authors, Professor Oliver Sacks, has fallen a prey to this scourge. As he announced yesterday in a New York Times Op-Ed:
It is said that Internet is for cats. And a casual flipping through the pages of the world wide web amply serves to consolidate that impression. Even to someone like me, who is an inveterate dog-person, and who vocally professes not to like cats, adorable furballs adorably engaged in various adorable antics can often seem adorably irresistible; oh, did I mention they are adorable?
I am a great fan of Cuttlefish. Those who don’t know him, check out his brilliant blog, Digital Cuttlefish; the man has an amazing talent for poetry, and is a rationalist and a frequent and well-respected commenter at PZ Myers’ Pharyngula. Recently, when talking about Christopher Hitchens’ battle with esophageal cancer – an ongoing discussion at Pharyngula – he expressed some beautiful and heart-warming sentiments in a comment. I was immensely moved; they brought tears to my eyes and a glow to my heart. I wished to share that comment with y’all.
When I crawled out of my cave this morning, I got a notification from Nature Network that some user named (or rather, numbered) “123” has invited me to join his/her/its network. Being
a suspicious arse sceptical by nature, I decided to check at the NN website first. I found no one (of course!) by that name, adding “123” to the growing list of monikers people I shall not be friends with. Ah, well.