I work for a full-service commercial laboratory. We are currently undergoing our fourth lab-wide audit in as many months, this time by a private accreditation organization. A team of uber lab geeks picks every nit, examines every tittle, and probes every jot of our practices and procedures to ensure that we do only that which is rigidly scientifically defensible. It’s the ultimate in peer-review – outsiders, some of whom work for our closest rivals, spending a week thumbing through our documents and grilling our staff, and we not only tolerate it, we relish it. Why?
Because it benefits us to pass such an independent examination, immeasurably increasing our ability to get and hold business. The imprimatur of the laboratory-accrediting organization is not only gratefully and graciously accepted, like a badge of courage (white, black, and teal, in this case) we wear it proudly on every marketing piece we do. While our proprietary data (and that of our customers) is kept in confidence, our procedures and policies are essentially on display for all to see.
So, if transparency is good enough for commercial laboratories, where there are very real risks to competitiveness at stake, why are the “scientists” who keep the data on global climate change so secretive? Why do they, when they think no one is looking, heap scorn on their critics, and plot to suppress or alter data which does not fit their political agenda? And most importantly, how can they claim that their work is “peer-reviewed”, when the small clique that runs the whole enterprise simply reviews each others’ massaged data, and that of others who scientifically and politically agree with them and their goals?
I’m too polite to say it.
F**K it, no I’m not. They’re crooks.
On Life, and Living
Please Put the Phone Down
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One of my oldest and dearest friends is getting married.
After his bachelor dinner, tonight, I heard this song;
Please Put the Phone Down
Broken bottles in the doorway
And I’ve been thinking have it your way
Take the night train right to Jersey
I’ll leave you broken, I’ll leave you wealthy
Oh these eyes
Oh please put the phone down, put the phone down
Lie with me tonight
x2
Oh please put the phone down oh please put the phone down
Beneath the violence when it’s raining
Your words just stare cold and do my head in
Take the fast lane, chase the dream down
Tonight the motorway is like a ghost town
Oh these eyes
Oh please put the phone down, put the phone down
Lie with me tonight
x2
Like you know you should
x4
Oh please put the phone down
I won’t forget you, won’t forget you
See these troubled eyes that smile
This city is a graveyard, it’s a graveyard
Streetlights show us cold and hard
Oh these eyes
Oh please put the phone down, put the phone down
Lie with me tonight
x4
Like you know you should
x4
Oh please put the phone down
(image – the warrioronline.com)