Wilkins has a good introductory video to the concept of biodiversity—why isn’t that post in your basic concepts list, John?

That’s one interpretation, at least. Shelley finds a new item in a disturbing PETA ad campaign. I really don’t understand what they’re doing; putting up all these ads to associate meat and butchery and experimentation with sex seems counterproductive. What if the ads work, and everybody starts getting horny every time they go by the meat counter at the grocery? I really don’t want to have to waste my time fending off mobs of randy young men and women whenever I whip out a scalpel, either.^*

The ad also makes a ridiculous scientific claim—par for the course for PETA—that “the cognitive abilities of a chicken rival that of cats, dogs, and even young humans.” I think the only way they could get that answer is if their baseline was a measurement of the cognitive abilities of PETA publicists.

^*The alternative is even worse; what if every time you had sex you couldn’t get dead chickens out of your mind?

So I lack tact. I would have been pleased if the fellow had left it there, but suggesting I get tips from Dilbert? Bad form.

What a great story—a Japanese whaling ship is disabled and begging for help, and guess who is available to rescue them? A Greenpeace vessel.

Seriously, John, you
shouldn’t watch this video.

Greg Laden was there, and has a nice blurry picture of me picking my nose.

So Scott Adams shouldn’t be too irritated at this amusing depiction of his mental state.

Zeke is gone.

…is to go say Happy Birdday to GrrlScientist.

Molly Ivins has died.

I’m surprised at how this affects me. She was a wonderful woman, wise and funny, and this is a great loss to the nation. Whenever I’m tempted to just write off the whole state of Texas (thanks to a few of its rather prominent representatives), I just remind myself, “Molly Ivins,” and know that I’m being unfair.

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Kevin Hayden has put together a sweet tribute to Molly Ivins. We’re all going to miss her.