Why Evolution is True is a blog written by Jerry Coyne, centered on evolution and biology but also dealing with diverse topics like politics, culture, and cats.
Via reader Kurt and kentucky.com(the site of the Lexington Herald-Leader), I am saddened to hear of the passing of Elijah, the resident cat and mouser at the Woodford Reserve Distillery. Elijah died on June 30 and was at least 20 years old (the age was unspecified, but he’d been at the distillery for two decades).
Woodford Reserve happens to be my absolute favorite bourbon—it’s mellow and smooth, and remarkably free of mouse droppings.
As the paper notes:
“We’re deeply saddened to announce the passing of Elijah, our beloved distillery cat-in-residence,” Woodford Reserve announced late Wednesday night on Facebook. “Elijah called the Woodford Reserve barrelhouse ‘home’ for two decades — often taking the night shift to keep watch over the barrels, ensuring the angels never took more than their share.”
. . . In his honor, the distillery lowered its Woodford Reserve flag to half staff. In a show of camaraderie, Maker’s Mark’s tour team posted condolences.
Fans of the bourbon and the cat also posted hundreds of remembrances on social media, many including photos of Elijah at work or asleep (roughly the same thing.)
“I have never been a cat fan, but any cat that likes bourbon is a friend of mine!” one fan said on Facebook.
“He’s having the angel’s share tonight,” another tweeted, a reference to the whiskey lost to evaporation in the barrel.
Several called for a limited-edition bourbon dedicated to the orange-and-white cat who roamed the rackhouse and watched over the whiskey.
For many people, no tour of the Woodford County distillery was complete without a chance to meet, photograph and possibly pet Elijah, named for bourbon pioneer Elijah Pepper, the first distiller on the site in Woodford County.
Officials plan to honor Elijah with a plaque on the distillery’s grounds.
I’m in favor of the special-edition cat bourbon! Here’s Elijah with a few bottles of their splendid bourbon:
Elijah had a good long life with many admirers and fusses, and that is the best any cat can hope for.
Yes, yes, I know that true bugs are only from the order Hemiptera, but I’m using “bugs” in the vernacular, as “insects.”
Scientific Americanreports, in an article by Bec Crew, the discovery of the world’s largest aquatic insect. Well, it’s the world’s largest known aquatic insect.
Images have surfaced of a newly discovered insect reported to be the largest aquatic insect in the world. Found in the mountains of Chengdu in China’s Sichuan province, the specimen boasts a wingspan of 21 cm. While very little is known about the specimen at this point, it’s been identified as belonging to the order Megaloptera, which includes about 300 described species of winged alderflies, dobsonflies and fishflies.
Just as this new find is so far pretty mysterious, members of Megaloptera are also fairly poorly known. As larvae, they spend all of their time in the water, only venturing out once it’s time to pupate and become adults. While they’re usually found in clean, clear streams, rivers, swamps, ponds and lakes, they’re also perfectly capable of sustaining themselves in muddy and polluted water, which makes them extra hard to spot.
Yes, that’s a chicken’s egg next to this creature, and for those of you who are metric-disadvantaged, 21 cm is about 8.25 inches (just divide centimeters by 2.54). And of course by “aquatic insect,” Crew means, “adult insect which spends its larval stages in water.”
Credit: China News Service/Zhong
As adults, they enjoy relatively short lifespans, and use the vast majority of this time to find mates. They end up with enormous tusk-like mandibles and mouthparts as adults, but at this point they’re pretty much done eating anything at all, so the males use them to attract females and then hold them in place while they mate.
Credit: China News Service/Zhong
As Crew reports, this is not the heaviest adult insect in the world; that honor goes to the Little Barrier Island giant weta, Deinacrida heteracantha, a wingless cricketlike insect from an island off New Zealand. One of these monsters weighed in at 71 grams (again, that’s 2.8 ounces; divide by 28.3).That is three times heavier than a house mouse, but the insect was abnormally gravid (full of eggs).
I’m sure you want to see one; here’s a picture taken from a Gizmodo article:
From the Daily Mail: Image by Mark Moffett/Minden Pictures/Solent
What about the largest of all insects? Sure enough, Wikipedia has a page of “largest insects,” measured in various ways—weight, length, etc. And if you consider larvae instead of just adults, then there’s something that outweighs the giant weta:
The title of heaviest insect in the world has many rivals, the most frequently crowned of which is the larval stage of the goliath beetle, Goliathus goliatus, the top size of which is at least 115 g (4.1 oz) and 11.5 cm (4.5 in).
Wanna see it? Here (it’s from central Africa):
The Wikipedia page is fascinating, and is precisely the kind of Internet site on which biologists waste precious time. But I can’t help but provide one more fact: the longest known insect:
The longest known stick insect is Phobaeticus chani, with one specimen held in the Natural History Museum in London measuring 567 mm (22.3 in) in total length. This measurement is, however, with the front legs fully extended.
It’s other name is “Chan’s megastick,” named after a Malaysian naturalist.
Here you go:
Only six specimens of this insect are known; all come from Sabah in Borneo.
Thanks to several readers, I’m kept up on the latest news about religion, cats, woo, and so on. I’ve collected three items here, which I’ll describe briefly (you can read more at the links). I could post them separately, but that’s an unconscionable division of posts, and I’m also tired.
BBC Africa reports some good news about Meriam Yehya Ibrahim, the Sudanese doctor who was sentenced to death for apostasy—while pregnant, although she wasn’t to be executed until she had her child). As you might recall, she was married to a Christian man, and was herself raised Christian although she had a Muslim father. But that was enough to doom her.
Fortunately, Italian authorities (probably with U.S. help, since her husband was a U.S. citizen) intervened, and she flew from Khartoum to Italy. She’s free! You may remember that she almost escaped, but was rearrested, but now she’s out of Sudan for good:
The BBC’s Alan Johnston in Rome says there was no prior indication of Italy’s involvement in the case.
Lapo Pistelli, Italy’s vice-minister for foreign affairs, accompanied her on the flight from Khartoum and posted a photo of himself with Mrs Ibrahim and her children on his Facebook account as they were about to land in Rome.
“Mission accomplished,” he wrote.
A senior Sudanese official told Reuters news agency that the government in Khartoum had approved her departure in advance.
Mrs Ibrahim’s lawyer Mohamed Mostafa Nour told BBC Focus on Africa that she travelled on a Sudanese passport she received at the last minute.
“She is unhappy to leave Sudan. She loves Sudan very much. It’s the country she was born and grew up in,” he said.
Yes, but she is smart enough to know what awaits her if she stays. If the government doesn’t kill her, somebody else will. Her husband, who is confined to a wheelchair, traveled with her.
. . . She was given South Sudanese travel documents but was arrested at Khartoum airport, with Sudanese officials saying the travel documents were fake.
These new charges meant she was not allowed to leave the country but she was released into the custody of the US embassy in Khartoum.
Last week, her father’s family filed a lawsuit trying to have her marriage annulled, on the basis that a Muslim woman is not allowed to marry a non-Muslim.
And. . . the bestest news: she got to meet the Pope!
Mrs Ibrahim met Pope Francis at his Santa Marta residence at the Vatican soon after her arrival.
“The Pope thanked her for her witness to faith,” Vatican spokesman Father Federico Lombardi was quoted as saying.
The meeting, which lasted around half an hour, was intended to show “closeness and solidarity for all those who suffer for their faith,” he added.
Spreaking of those who suffer for their faith, how about all Catholics?
To see the video of Ibrahim and the screenshot below, if you can stand it, to get to the video (there are three in toto):
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Also according to the BBC,David Tredinnick, a Conservative MP and a diehard believer in Indian astrology, wants to screw up British medicine by infusing it with his woo. Fortunately, it won’t fly, but the guy is on both the health committee and the science and technology committee:
A Conservative MP has spoken of his belief in astrology and his desire to incorporate it into medicine.
David Tredinnick said he had spent 20 years studying astrology and healthcare and was convinced it could work.
The MP for Bosworth, a member of the health committee and the science and technology committee, said he was not afraid of ridicule or abuse.
“There is no logic in attacking something that has a proven track record,” he told BBC News.
Proven track record?
. . . “I am absolutely convinced that those who look at the map of the sky for the day that they were born and receive some professional guidance will find out a lot about themselves and it will make their lives easier,” he told MPs.
. . . He stopped short of suggesting astrological readings on the NHS, but said he wanted to raise awareness of it as an alternative among patients and clinicians.
“I think it’s something that people should be aware of as an option they have if they are confused about themselves.”
He’s also prepared charts for his fellow MPs. Although the NHS, I think, already provides coverage for homeopathic remedies (and why do you Brits tolerate that?), I hope they won’t consider astrologial diagnoses as well. “You’re a Pisces, eh? Right, well then it’s penicillin for you.”
According to Wikipedia, this guy has not only been an MP for over 20 years (one of its longest-standing members), but was suspended for 20 days for taking a £1000-pound bribe to ask questions in Parliament. That’s a pretty light punishment. And he’s a long-standing exponent of woo (my emphasis):
He is a supporter of complementary and alternative medicine (CAM). He has made supportive comments in Parliament on homeopathy, despite continued lack of evidence of its effectiveness. He has supported chiropractic and mentioned the influence of the Moon on blood clotting. In this same debate he characterised scientists as “racially prejudiced”. He has tabled several early day motions in support of homeopathy’s continued funding on the National Health Service. Tredinnick’s views continue to cause amused disbelief in some quarters and a spokesman for the Royal College of Surgeons of England said they would “laugh their heads off” at the suggestion they could not operate at the full moon.
Why is this guy still in Parliament?
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And, at long last, Houston cancer quack Stanislaw Burzynski has been charged by the Texas Medical Board with misleading patients. I haven’t spent a lot of time talking about this guy, as medical scams aren’t really my beat, and people like Orac do it much more thoroughly than I ever could. (For Orac’s posts on Burzynski at Respectful Insolence, go here.)
For four decades Burzynski has been dispensing ineffective drugs (“antineoplastins”, his own invention) as chemotherapy for patients who have run out of hope, all under the aegis of a Food and Drug administration “clinical trial.” There are no data that these drugs work (so why has the FDA allowed the trial to continue for years?), and many people have died. Most would have died anyway, but without the toxic effects of some of these drugs and without spending the exorbitant sums that Burzynski extracted from his desperate patients.
Finally, asUSA Today reports, the quack has been corralled:
Once patients arrived at Burzynski’s office, the board says, he misled them in several ways:
• By making patients pay a retainer before receiving any diagnosis or treatment.
• By performing unnecessary tests and “non-therapeutic treatment” with no potential to help them.
• By imposing “exorbitant charges” for drugs and lab tests, without telling patients that he also owned the pharmacy and lab being used.
• By allowing unlicensed staff to treat patients, while describing the staff as doctors.
Burzynski also prescribed unapproved combinations of highly toxic chemotherapy in ways that caused harm to several patients, the board says.
Burzynski — who was the subject of a USA TODAY investigation last year — broke Texas law, the board says, through “unprofessional and dishonorable conduct that is likely to deceive or defraud the public.”
Oncologist Howard Ozer, who reviewed the board’s case, said the charges against Burzynski are medically sound. For example, the board says Burzynski tested one patients’ blood oxygen levels eight times in two weeks — at $35 a test, in addition to a $4,500 monthly case management fee. While these oxygen tests are common for patients in intensive care, they aren’t used for patients receiving outpatient treatment, Ozer says.
In Burzynski’s case, “these tests seem to me to be simply for generating extra revenue,” says Ozer, a professor at the University of Illinois Cancer Center.
Burzynski apparently also used unlicensed employees not only to dispense drugs, but to recommend treatments. Richard Jaffee, Burzyngi’s lawyer, comments:
Jaffe says the board, which put Burzynski on probation from 1994 to 2004, is “under tremendous pressure to take away Burzynski’s license” because of negative publicity that Burzynski has received in recent years.
Jaffe predicts that this would be the last time that Burzynski, 70, will tangle with the medical board.
“One way or another, this is the last time that this is going to happen,” Jaffe says. “Either they are going to take away his license or the board is going to be humiliated, because we are going to ask a judge to decide whether this treatment works better.”
Read a few of Orac’s articles, and you’ll see that the only rational thing to do is take away Burzinski’s license. I’m still baffled as to why he was allowed to continue, since the 1970s, using a treatment which has never been demonstrated to work.
You can see the 202-page complaint against Burzynski by the Texas Board here, and Orac’s superb analysis of that complant is here.
Burzynski: How could he be a quack with all those certificates?
Quiet Days in Dobrzyn, which is just what I need to work a bit and unwind from The Albatross. It is wet again today, so the cherry harvest, which has one day to go, began at 5 a.m. but was called because of rain two hours later.
Today’s post will be mammalcentric, so let’s start with a game. Can you spot the cat?
Here she is—crouched underneath the bush by the shed:
Lunch was what Malgorzata called “nursery school food”: “cherry soup”. Cooked cherries are ladled over cooked noodles and topped with yogurt and a bit of sugar. It’s like cherry spaghetti: very tasty. What with that, cherry juice for breakfast, and cherry pie as a snack:
I had two helpings.
We had a postprandial walk through the fields and orchards with both Cyrus and Hili. Here’s a video from the orchard. You can see how Hili comes along, in fits and starts, pretending that she’s not walking with us. In the middle she disappears briefly, but then Andrzej finds her—doing her business among the cherry trees. TRIGGER WARNING: Animal excretion!
Malgorzata and the d*g Cyrus:
Hili became disoriented in the tall grass, and began meowing plaintively. Malgorzata had to pick her up and carry her to more familiar territory. Hili is such a diva!
And a family portrait, with all four mammals in the family (Hili, of course, is diffident):
Lou Jost, a biologist living in Ecuador, sends us a photo of the Green Violetear (Colibri thalassinus) along with a rescue story:
This poor hummingbird flew into my house and in its rush to escape, smacked into one of my windows and knocked itself out, landing on its face on the floor with its tongue sticking out. But its neck wasn’t broken so I tried to revive it and washed the dirt out of its eye and tongue. I set it on a stool outside, but I was sure it would die. After half an hour I approached it again, and touched it, and suddenly it took off and climbed straight up into the sky like it was shot from a catapult, eventually disappearing out of sight above me, and chattering all the way like hummers do when they are excited. It reminded me of the whale you posted some time ago, jumping for joy after it had finally been cut loose from a fisherman’s net.
This is a Green Violetear, and if you look closely you can see white flower mites on its beak, one near the nostril and another near the tip. This bird’s beak was crawling with these mites when it crashed, but they seemed to be jumping ship as the hummer went limp. These mites ride hummers and butterflies from flower to flower, as they must since flowers don’t last very long (they eat the nectar or pollen). Flower mites are so numerous they can remove half the nectar from some flowers!
The species is found on the edges of tropical montane forest; here’s its range from the Cornell Ornithology website for neotropical birds (Audubon reports that it’s also found in the eastern U.S. as a vagrant from Mexico):
I’ll add two facts to Lou’s story:
1. There are four species of “violetears,” so called because they have large violet feathers sticking out the side of their head, like ears. Here’s a photo showing one, taken from Wikipedia(you can see the “ears” appressed to the head in Lou’s photo):
2. Hummingbirds are in the order Apodiformes, meaning “Things without feet,” referring to their tiny pedal extremities. They are also the only birds that lack scales on their feet, which are covered instead with naked skin. Besides the family of hummingbirds (Trochilidae), the order contains two other families: tree swifts and swifts.
While apodiforms do in fact have feet, they are quite small and their legs are short and relatively weak. Many birds in this order cannot walk, and thus rarely if ever land on the ground since quick escape from predators is virtually impossible. For this reason members of this order spend a majority of their time in the air.
Apparently Lou’s bird didn’t have any trouble taking off, but note that it is gripping the edge of a hole in a plastic stool.
Pardus is a black leopard that is currently a part of the Cheetah Experience, a big cat centre that was founded in 2006 with the long-term goal of breeding cheetahs.
Pardus is very enthusiastic about people. Here’s what happens when Pardus notices his favorite zoo keeper is visiting.
Her name is Juhi Agrawal and she works for Cheetah Experience. They have Cheetahs, Lions, Leopards and other animals and Juhi has been able to work closely with them all.
Three notes:
1. The Cheetah Experience is located in South Africa, and is devoted to saving endangered species of cats.
2. The “black leopard” is simply a genetic mutation in the regular leopard, Panthera pardus (clearly the source of the name of the loving leopard shown above). The black mutation is recessive, meaning that the cat needs two copies to show the color variation. (The mutation is called “melanistic,” and increases the amount of black melanin pigment in the fur.) But in the right light you can still see the characteristic rosettes of the leopard’s coat, as you can toward the end of this video.
A similar mutation is found in jaguars of the New World, Panthera onca, but those mutations are dominant, requiring only one copy to turn the animal black. Black jaguars are also called “black panthers.” Black domestic housecats also have a single dominant gene that darkens their coats, and in the right light you can often discern a tabby pattern in the coat of an all-black cat, revealing its underlying genetics. (“Tabby-pattern” genes are also dominant, but are largely masked when a tabby also carries the “black” gene.)
3. I would love to be that keeper. Apparently one can touch some of the cats at this place.
