New Pill May Help Divers Fend Off the Bends

Thursday, March 25th, 2004

I find the focus of the article (and its headline) peculiar, given the actual research finding. From New Pill May Help Divers Fend Off the Bends:

Divers may soon be able to take a pill that fends off decompression sickness when surfacing, according to a team of Norwegian scientists.

‘The bends’ happen when sudden pressure changes lead to bubbles of gas forming in the bloodstream.

Researchers found that a bout of intense exercise around 20 hours before a dive dramatically reduced bubble formation, New Scientist magazine reported Wednesday.

One theory suggests exercise stimulates the release of nitric oxide (NO), which dilates blood vessels and makes them more slippery and difficult for tiny bubbles to stick to.

The Norwegian team thinks it may be possible within a decade to develop an NO-releasing drug for divers which would mimic the effect of exercise.

Is a bout of exercise the day before a dive that inconvenient?

Cabin Fever

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

Rotten Tomatoes interviews Eli Roth about his film, Cabin Fever:

At the end of the 1970′s, horror films were written around the basic premise: what is horrifying? By the end of the 1980′s, horror films were written around the premise: how can we kill this group of kids?

The movie’s genesis scares me:

The initial idea for Cabin Fever came while I was working on a horse farm in Iceland when I was 19 years old. I had been cleaning out a barn and got a skin infection on my face. I woke up in the middle of the night scratching my cheek, thinking I had a mosquito bite. I looked down at my hand and saw chunks of skin. The next morning I attempted to shave and literally, shaved half my face off. The strangest part was not only did it not hurt — it actually satisfied some strange itch underneath my skin. I went to see a dermatologist, who, judging by the horrified and puzzled look on her face, had never seen anything like it before. She gave me steroid creme and luckily, my face cleared up.

The Joy of Gore

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

The Joy of Gore interviews Eli Roth, writer/director of the horror film Cabin Fever, Lions Gate’s highest grossing film of 2003:

Nobody wanted to make it so we had no money. We made Cabin Fever for a million and a half dollars. Last Samurai was made for 170 million. Master and Commander was 150 million. It was literally made for one hundredth the cost of the big blockbusters. But once it was made [the distributors] were all fighting for it.

When you’re making a movie, it’s an abstract idea in your head. So, you hope first of all that the movie turns out well and then you hope that people like it. It’s an incredible thing to be literally told by eveybody you’ve ever met — these so-called professionals — that your movie won’t work and that no one wants to see it. Everybody. I just knew they were wrong.

I saw how much money low-budget horror movies make and knew that you can make the movie for a million bucks. You don’t need stars — you need good actors. It doesn’t have to have slick production value. It can be well crafted and well made.

Any time you make an independent movie, there’s no guarantee it’ll ever go anywhere other than a shelf. It was a scary thing and it was pretty incredible to risk everything on a project. But I knew it would work. I just knew that there was such a void of low-budget, really violent horror movies that were fun.

Atlantic Unbound | Interviews | 2004.02.27

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

Getting Over Race interviews “Debra Dickerson, the author of The End of Blackness, on why she thinks the African-American community needs to grow up“:

So I went to that neglected shelf of books and read. I read The Souls of Black Folk in its entirety instead of those excerpts that you get in college. I read The Miseducation of the Negro and I read a lot of Frederick Douglass. I read the collected speeches of Martin Luther King Jr., and I read Malcolm X.

Before, I had assumed all of those books were very eloquent denunciations of white racism. But when you actually read those books you find that they spend very little time talking about white people. [...] Their thinking was so much more elevated than what our leaders are putting out there today. I felt so robbed, so lied to, so bamboozled — and not by the people I thought had been bamboozling me. I’d been lied to about my moral and intellectual traditions. I had been led to think that The Miseducation of the Negro was about how white people had miseducated us. But that’s not what it’s about. Those books are really about communal critique. DuBois and Carter G. Woodson — these guys faced lynchings just for being who they were at the time, but here they were talking not about white people, but about what the standards of our community should be!

Study Examines Female Rivalry

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

The science of cattiness, from Study Examines Female Rivalry:

Participants in the study included 57 college aged women and 47 men, all of whom were heterosexual. Women were divided into groups based on what stage they were at in their menstrual cycle.

Test subjects were shown color photographs of 35 female and 30 male faces. The models for the photographs were students from a first-year psychology class. Before the photos were taken, all models had to remove any accessories, wear a black smock, and display a neutral expression.

Women at a high stage of fertility, with elevated estrogen levels, tended to be more critical of the appearance of other women. Their views on men, however, remained the same throughout the menstrual cycle.

I’m not surprised that men’s views stayed constant, but I didn’t realize they’d stay constantly high:

Men’s views also stayed constant. Men, however, rated other men more highly than all of the women did at any given stage.

Evolutionary psychology at work:

She explained that derogating another woman’s appearance was one competition strategy. Women also are derogatory on other issues, such as fidelity, promiscuity, and maternal aptitude.

“I think women are very critical of other women — for example, there are many magazines that make money by ‘derogating’ the stars, showing how famous female actresses eat fattening meals and look badly without makeup,” said Fisher. “To extend this to the workforce, it is quite possible that women do hold each other back by highlighting things colleagues do incorrectly to a boss, or through similar actions. The possibility deserves further study.”

In her book “Woman’s Inhumanity to Woman,” author and women’s studies scholar Phyllis Chesler came to a similar conclusion.

Chesler wrote, “As most women know, a woman can make life hell, on a moment-by-moment basis, for any other woman whom she envies, fears, or with whom she must compete for resources. For example, older women and all-female cliques tend to bully girls and women into submission; cliques shun any woman whom they view as prettier, smarter, sexually freer, or ‘different.’”

Chesler added, “Female rivalries tend to support, not disrupt, the status quo. Thus, in order to survive or to improve their own lot, most women, like men, collude in the subordination of women as a class.”

Low-Calorie Diet May Extend Life

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

How to live longer by not really living, from Low-Calorie Diet May Extend Life:

The study, appearing this week in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences, showed that mice at the relatively advanced age of 19 months that were placed on a restricted calorie diet lived 42 percent longer than litter mates who continued to eat a standard diet.

Other studies have shown that young mice put on a low-calorie diet live much longer than mice fed the standard fare. But the new research suggests that it is never too late to enjoy a life-extension benefit by reducing calories.

Stephen R. Spindler of the University of California, Riverside, leader of a team conducting the research, said there is little evidence yet that dietary restrictions will extend human life, but in mice, at least, sensible eating even at older ages clearly has a longevity benefit. He said a 19-month-old mouse is the age equivalent of 60 to 65 years in humans.

Chemo Could Help People With MS

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

Fascinating. Doctors have used chemotherapy to intentionally kill off the immune systems of patients with MS, an autoimmune disease:

Doctors report promising results using huge doses of a potent chemotherapy drug to treat autoimmune diseases including multiple sclerosis, though only a handful of patients have been treated so far and one MS researcher said far more study is needed before any victory is declared.

The drug, cyclophosphamide, is given at such high doses that it destroys most or all of a patient’s disease-fighting immune cells.

However, the stem cells within the patient’s bone marrow survive the drug’s onslaught, the doctors say, and then are stimulated with other drugs to rebuild the immune system from scratch — but without the bad triggers that caused the body to attack its own cells.

Asthma Inhaler Ingredient May Counteract Benefits

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

The popular asthma drug, albuterol, may actually constrict airways. From Asthma Inhaler Ingredient May Counteract Benefits:

One of the drugs used in inhalers to treat asthma can counteract the benefits of the others, U.S. researchers reported on Tuesday.
[...]
The ingredient is albuterol, in a class of medications called beta-agonists. In inhalers it is combined with steroids to open airways and ease the gasping of patients with asthma and other lung diseases.
[...]
The trouble, said Ameredes, is that albuterol has two forms or isomers — a so-called left-handed version and a right-handed one. These isomers refer to the molecular structure.

The “right” version relaxed the airways when used with the steroid dexamethasone but the “left” version in fact increased the inflammatory signals that caused the airways to tighten, he said.

That “left” version sounds pretty sinister.

Lichen Blamed for Elk Deaths in Wyoming

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

Elk have been dropping like flies — well, very large flies — and scientists think they now know why. From Lichen Blamed for Elk Deaths in Wyoming:

Solving a puzzle that had baffled scientists across the country, researchers have concluded that the recent deaths of 304 elk in southern Wyoming were caused by a mossy plant native to the Rockies.

State wildlife veterinarians suspected lichen as the culprit in the die-off after finding it in the stomachs of many dead elk.

Sure, the elk all had lichen in their stomachs, but what’s to say the lichen killed them? This:

To confirm their suspicions, three elk were fed the plant at a research center. One collapsed and was unable to rise Sunday. A second also started stumbling, and a third is expected to be similarly afflicted. All three will be destroyed.

That’s a fairly gruesome way to confirm the cause.

So why is the lichen suddenly killing elk?

The lichen, known as Parmelia molliuscula, contains an acid that may break down muscle tissue, causing the elk to lose strength, said Walt Cook, a Game and Fish veterinarian.

Native elk were not affected by the acid; those killed in the die-off were apparently new to the area where the deaths occurred and may have lacked microorganisms needed to neutralize the acid.

“Elk don’t normally winter down … where they ate the lichen,” Reed said. “But, for whatever reason, this year they moved in there.”

In Push to Stop Drunk Driving, Police Draw Blood

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

In Push to Stop Drunk Driving, Police Draw Blood:

After police stopped Robert H. Miller for driving erratically here one afternoon in February 2001, they asked for his license and registration.

Then they asked for something else: his blood. Having been convicted of drunk driving once before, Mr. Miller refused to cooperate. So after he was taken to a hospital, five officers pinned him to the floor as a medical technician stuck a needle in his arm. His blood-alcohol level was 0.266% — more than twice the legal limit. Mr. Miller, who declined to comment, challenged the tactic in court but lost. He pleaded no contest, was sentenced to up to 90 days in jail and lost his license for 18 months.

In the past, police routinely asked suspected drunk drivers to blow into devices that extrapolated their blood’s alcohol content from their breath. Now, authorities in most states are taking blood, by force if necessary.

A blood-alcohol level of 0.266% is over three times the legal limit (0.08%) in many states — but not in Wisconsin. (Perhaps they’ve dropped the limit since 2001.)

There’s something more than a little creepy about forced blood testing:

Testimony in a federal suit last year shows that authorities in Las Vegas regularly obtain blood samples in the Clark County Detention Center. The suit involved a 1998 incident. Police found Terry Jones, then 33, asleep at the wheel of a parked car, an open Budweiser between his thighs. He was arrested, taken to the jail and ordered to submit to a blood test. Mr. Jones, who had two prior DUI convictions, put up a furious fight.

Guard Daniel Kresky testified that physical resistance to blood draws was a nightly event. Guards would use “whatever force is necessary,” he testified, typically handcuffing defendants’ arms behind their back, bending them over an examination table in the jail nurse’s office and holding them down. Sometimes, drivers were held on the floor. “We always got our blood,” he testified.

Mr. Jones, 270 pounds, tossed several officers off his back with a buck of his head. Two officers testified that another stood on and kicked Mr. Jones’s head; that officer denied the charge. Suddenly, Mr. Jones went limp. The coroner ruled that Mr. Jones died of acute cardiac arrhythmia, a heart-rhythm disturbance. But a second autopsy, performed by a retired deputy medical examiner at the request of Mr. Jones’s widow, found that his head had been beaten and his left eye crushed. “Had it not been for that trauma, he probably wouldn’t have died,” that doctor testified.

Last March, a jury ruled that police and jail officials weren’t responsible. Paul Martin, the jail’s chief, says it now uses a specially-made chair with Velcro straps to restrain drivers brought in for forced blood draws.

Encounters over drivers’ blood are beginning to give some judges second thoughts.

In a Rhode Island case, police in 1997 arrested a woman on suspicion of DUI after a car she was driving struck and killed a motorcyclist. She submitted to a breath test, which found only minimal alcohol, but she refused to give blood, so the police got a warrant. Her blood tested positive for marijuana and cocaine.

In pretrial litigation, the state Supreme Court ruled in 2000 that taking her blood without consent violated a provision in the state’s implied-consent law, which says that if a driver refuses to submit to a test, “none shall be given.” The court said the provision was meant to “prevent a violent confrontation between an arresting officer and a suspect unwilling to submit.” (The defendant later pleaded no contest to DUI resulting in death.) Some state lawmakers advocated changing the law to allow force, but the Legislature hasn’t done so.

A year later, the New Jersey Supreme Court ruled that police in Edgewater went too far when they pinned a screaming, struggling suspected drunk driver to a hospital table, strapped down his legs and left arm and held him while a nurse drew eight vials of blood, which indicated that he was drunk. The court didn’t bar the future use of force outright but said that under the circumstances the police used “unreasonable force.” Barred from using blood evidence, prosecutors retried the man, who was convicted based on police testimony that he seemed drunk.

Ka-Pow! Comics Fight Their Way Into the Mainstream

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004

Somehow I missed Ka-Pow! Comics Fight Their Way Into the Mainstream when it was first published a few weeks ago:

A scene in the movie ‘American Splendor’ takes place inside the Cosmic Comics store in Baltimore. Joyce (protagonist Harvey Pekar’s future wife) is having a mini-meltdown as she vainly looks for the latest installment of Mr. Pekar’s work — the autobiographical comic of the movie’s title. Her greasy, tremulous co-worker flees the store after one too many head-clutching outbursts, leaving Joyce alone in the shabby little shop where comics are arranged in disorganized piles and papered over the windows.

It’s vintage Hollywood, which routinely sees the comic-book culture in terms of two stereotypes: the bag-of-neuroses-brimming-with-spleen (Joyce and Harvey Pekar) or the bloated ubergeek — a pompous misfit with a mind for sci-fi and a body for whaling — exemplified by the Comic-Book Guy in “The Simpsons.”

A truer picture can be found in Portland, Ore., at Excalibur Books and Comics. Located in one of the city’s blue-collar hipster neighborhoods, it is the Rick’s Cafe Americain of comic-book retailing. Thanks to its proximity to three comics publishing houses (Dark Horse Comics, Oni Press and Top Shelf), the store counts a disproportionate number of writers, artists and editors among its customers. But Excalibur also caters to kids and eccentrics, regular-guy readers and collectors.

Excalibur was founded in 1974 by Peter Fagnant, 50, a bespectacled, bearded, ponytailed Yoda figure who still runs it with Debbie, his 28-year-old daughter, and two other employees.

I’m not sure the article has convinced me that the stereotypes are wrong. The store is run by a bespectacled, bearded, ponytailed Yoda figure.

While I wouldn’t say that comics have gone mainstream, they aren’t all superhero comics these days:

Every Wednesday is “New Comics Day” at Excalibur, when fresh material comes in — and the denizens of the comics culture come out. On a typical day, 70 or 80 customers will leaf through the new titles. This particular “New Comics Day” began as it always does, at 10 a.m. with the delivery of a pallet containing 2,000 to 3,000 new issues and other merchandise — total retail value about $6,000 to $9,000. What might surprise the uninitiated is how many of the week’s new comics have nothing to do with superheroes. Indeed, these days DC and Marvel find themselves sharing shelf space with big challengers like Dark Horse and Image — plus a host of smaller studios, upstarts and self-publishers ranging from genuinely talented independents to hopelessly deluded hacks. Fully a third are anthologies of daily newspaper strips (“The Norm,” “Liberty Meadows,” “Li’l Abner”), adaptations of TV shows (“Powerpuff Girls”), slice-of-life autobiography (Robert Crumb’s “Dirty Laundry”) and works showcasing New-York-cool art cartoonists (“Blab!”).

I hadn’t thought about this aspect of the business:

The staff will spend the next hour sheathing over 2,000 comics in poly bags. This caters to collectors — Excalibur’s core customers — and, equally important, it lengthens shelf life. Unlike other retailers, comic-shop proprietors can’t return their unsold inventory. Nothing is on consignment. They must buy all their books outright, usually through wholesaler Diamond Comics Distributors, which controls the bulk of the comics-distribution market.

The fact that nothing is on consignment practically creates a collectors’ market; store owners don’t want to buy more issues of any one comic than they can sell, but any they can’t sell become collectible back issues.

Some “fascinating” comic-store-employee philosophy:

Meanwhile, Excalibur employee Shawn Brooks is holding forth on the genre. “A comic book is a bundle of contradictions,” he says. “It’s a book, but it’s not; it’s a magazine, but it’s not; it’s art, but it’s not; it’s reading, but it’s not.”

A part of me wants to read Seduction of the Innocent, just to see how bad it really is:

On the shelf behind him is a copy of “Seduction of the Innocent,” the 1953 book by Frederic Wertham that led to congressional hearings on the deleterious effects that comics were having on teenagers. According to a 1998 article by Kenneth A. Paulson of the Freedom Forum, “Wertham’s ‘findings’ included his assessments that Batman and Robin represented a homosexual fantasy, Wonder Woman glorified bondage and crime comics led to juvenile delinquency.”

Amusingly, the second of those three findings is basically true.

Behind the Music: Aerosmith

Sunday, March 21st, 2004

I could have sworn I’d seen Behind the Music: Aerosmith multiple times, but I just saw it for the first time today. A few things I didn’t realize:

  • Joe Perry came up with the guitar lick for “Walk This Way,” and Steven Tyler, playing around on the drums, immediately came up with the drums to go with the guitar — but he couldn’t think off any lyrics to go with the music. Then the band took a break and caught a showing of Young Frankenstein. When Igor (“No, it’s prounounced eye-gor.”) said “Walk this way,” they had their lyric.
  • I knew that the band broke up when their drug use got out of control. I didn’t realize that when they finally got back together again and started fresh, with a new producer and a new manager, they were all still on drugs. Their new manager did eventually get them all off drugs, but it took years. Then he started micro-managing their lives, and they fired him.

When I looked up Young Frankenstein Trivia on IMDB, I found a few amusing items:

  • When Victor finds his grandfather’s private library, he finds a book titled “How I Did It.” This is actually a joke for those people who have read Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. In the book, Frankenstein, Shelley never reveals how Victor reanimated dead flesh. The screenwriter obviously knew this and inserts the “How I Did It” book as a joke.
  • The original cut of the movie was almost twice as long and was considered by all involved to be an abysmal failure. It was only after a marathon cutting session that they produced the final cut of the film, which both Wilder and Brooks considered to be far superior to the original product. At one point they noted that for every joke that worked, there were three that fell flat. So they went in and trimmed all the jokes that didn’t work.
  • The experiment the medical student mentions, where Darwin preserved a worm in fluid until it came to life, is mentioned in Mary Shelley’s foreword to the novel “Frankenstein”. The Darwin in question was Erasmus Darwin, grandfather of the famous Charles Darwin.

When I read Frankenstein in college, no one else in class noticed that Shelley never explains how Dr. Frankenstein creates the monster. In fact, everyone thought I was crazy for suggesting that it was left to our imagination. They all “knew” the monster was sewn together from corpses.

Warfare Undergound

Sunday, March 21st, 2004

Warfare Undergound discusses an aspect of ancient siege warfare most people aren’t aware of:

When thinking of siege warfare we imagine many things — the thunderous discharge of formidable artillery weapons, scenes of battering rams pounding city gates, or fearless warriors scrambling up ladders thrown against mighty ramparts. Shakespeare dramatises the full-blooded intensity of the battle for Harfleur in Henry V: ‘Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more / Or close the wall up with our English dead’.

However, ancient authorities such as the Greek historian Herodotus, describing the Persian siege of Barca in 510 BC, and the Roman general Julius Caesar on his capture of Avaricum in 52 BC, tell of a different kind of siege warfare, a type that was invisible and silent but no less dramatic. Men who were expert in underground siege methods laboured to outwit each other in subterranean passages known as mines and countermines.

The purpose of digging tunnels (‘galleries’) by miners was to collapse the walls of the besieged fortress, by burning (‘springing’) the timber props at the end of the gallery once the foundations were reached. This caused the walls to sink and split, allowing an assault to be made on the breach by main force, hopefully bringing the siege to a speedy conclusion.

In response to this fearful threat, the defenders had no choice but to send down counterminers to detect and break into the enemy’s mines, to see them off before any damage was done.

There were three ways a mine and countermine could become engaged. First, if the countermine was driven above an advancing mine, the counterminers could dig through to the mine below and pump in water to flood the enemy’s work. Second, if the countermine was driven below the mine, the counterminers could spring the end of their gallery, thereby collapsing the mine above. And third, the two galleries could break through head to head, leaving it to the courage of the opponents in hand-to-hand combat to decide the outcome.

Morocco to Madrid, A Bomb Suspect Grew Radicalized

Friday, March 19th, 2004

Morocco to Madrid, A Bomb Suspect Grew Radicalized follows the life of Jamal Zougam:

Three years ago, Spain’s national police stormed the apartment of Jamal Zougam, a 30-year-old Moroccan immigrant who ran a cellphone business in Madrid. Among items they seized: phone numbers for suspected terrorists, a video of Islamic warriors fighting Russian troops near Chechnya, and four books in Arabic on aspects of jihad, such as how to treat prisoners of war.

The raid followed a request by a French magistrate who suspected Mr. Zougam was involved in terrorism. But the Spanish police figured the evidence wasn’t strong enough to arrest Mr. Zougam, or even to seek a judge’s permission for a wiretap.

Now Mr. Zougam is the prime suspect in last week’s bombing of four commuter trains in Madrid, which killed 202 people and injured many more. An unexploded bomb had a trigger that used a cellphone police traced to Mr. Zougam’s store, which Spanish authorities have reason to believe had long operated as part of an al Qaeda cell that provided logistical help to Islamists across Europe.

Remind me to stay out of Lavapies:

Around 1996, he and his half-brother, Mohamed Chaoui — also arrested in Spain after the train bombing — opened a fruit shop in the central-Madrid neighborhood of Lavapies. This area is a tumult of different languages and attire, and is one of the more violent parts of the capital, where a few years ago North Africans and Chinese waged ax fights in the streets.

WSJ.com – Beyond the Vacation

Friday, March 19th, 2004

WSJ.com – Beyond the Vacation, A Guide to Planting Your Office Among Olive Trees, shares a number of anecdotes of high-power corporate types saving up a nest egg and moving to Tuscany (or Provence, or some other idyllic locale). Leaving the rat race seems to involve a lot of writing, painting, and bicycle riding.