I want to tell you a story about a friend of mine, well more of an acquaintance. A researcher here, his name was Guillermo, or something Spanish like that. Came from Bolivia, or maybe its Argentina, but he lived in Bogota. I can’t remember. Definitely a South American, but real Iberian features. But anyway-
He worked at the bioengineering department, splicing, sequencing, fluorescence imaging, bacteria, you know? Stuff like that. Well, he lost it. Continue reading →
I’m unhappy. I’ve been made this way because someone I’ve admired has disappointed me. That person, as you can guess from the title, is Jonah Lehrer (I couldn’t find a picture in which he wasn’t trying to look thoughtful and rugged, so I’ve omitted one). Why I’m particularly disappointed with him is quite apart from the fact that he has (quite a while ago) been exposed as a lazy writer and a liar.
This is chiefly because I owe inspiration for the name of this blog and the founding idea behind it, to him, and his book Proust was a Neuroscientist. Continue reading →