Snooze buttons are for wimps

December 8, 2015 • 12:15 pm

This cartoon, sent by reader jsp, got me thinking about snooze alarms. 10603321_10152701906455987_7485354927455930466_n

I use an alarm clock only when I have to get up very early for a flight; otherwise I have a theory (which is mine) that it’s not good for you to be abruptly awakened, and your sleep habits should allow you to arise naturally at the right time. But if you must use an alarm clock, why do you need the “snooze” button? Usually such things give you five or ten minutes of extra lying-in time, but some people press them repeatedly.

And this is what I don’t understand: if you have to be up by, say, 6:15 a.m., and set the alarm at six, knowing you’ll press the snooze button two or three times, why not set the alarm for 6:15 and just get up? Is there some extra benefit in getting your sleep in three alarm-interrupted five-minute increments (and that’s probably not good sleep anyway) rather than just extending your natural sleep by fifteen minutes? Plus SCIENCE has shown that hitting the snooze button makes you more tired and less productive during the day.

This has always baffled me, but perhaps readers can explain.

The irony of natural selection

December 8, 2015 • 11:30 am

Although most mutations in the DNA that affect fitness are harmful, without mutations there would be no evolution. Evolution depends on the genetic variation created by mutation, and although there are other ways to change DNA beyond conventional mutations (horizontal gene transfer is one, though in effect it acts like a big mutation), in general evolution would pretty much come to a standstill without those random errors in the DNA. That a small fraction of the random errors increase the propagation of their gene copies (usually by improving the reproductive output of individuals carrying those good mutations) is why we have all the species and adaptations on Earth today.

The irony to which I refer in the title is that natural selection would in principle—and has in practice—actually tried to reduce the frequency of mutations to zero. But if this process were perfectly successful, natural selection would put itself out of business by totally eliminating the creation of genetic variation. We know that selection has “tried” to do this, for all the intricate mechanisms for repairing DNA damage, and excising new mutations, are products of natural selection. Those mechanisms operate not only in the “somatic” cells of the body, but also in the cells that ultimately produce sperm and eggs.

So natural selection acts on the DNA-repair level to put itself out of business. Why hasn’t it? Why are organisms still evolving? I see only four answers, one more likely than the other three.

The most probable explanation is that evolution does not produce perfect adaptations. In the case of mutations, though natural selection favors individuals most able to repair any changes in DNA (although a small percentage of these might be adaptive), this level of perfection cannot be achieved because of constraints: the cost of achieving perfection, the fact that all errors are impossible to detect or remove, or that some cells (i.e., sperm or eggs) may not even have DNA-repair mechanisms because of genetic or physiological constraints.

A less likely explanation is that the imperfection of DNA-repair mechanisms is itself an adaptation. That is, selection has acted to favor imperfect repair because such perfect repair would lead to organisms that are maladapted when the environment changes and new mutations are required to adapt. I don’t see this as likely because most mutations would still be deleterious (DNA-repair processes have no way to distinguish between useful and harmful mutations), and because this kind of selection would require frequent changes of the environment.

The third mechanism, conceptually related to the second, is that selection could favor a reduced level of DNA repair, or a higher rate of mutations, when the organism senses that the environment is changing. We know that stressed bacteria have a higher mutation rate, but that doesn’t seem to be a result of natural selection; it’s likely an epiphenomenon of stressful conditions like heat or a change in the chemistry of the substrate. But we can show theoretically that if the environment changes often enough, natural selection could favor a general increase in mutation rate because the generation of lots of bad mutations is more than counterbalanced by the few good mutations needed to survive. This is called selection for “adaptability” or “evolvability.” But there’s little evidence that a general increase in mutations under stress or changed environments is either a general phenomenon or, when present (as in bacteria) has resulted from natural selection.

Finally, there is a group-selectionist explanation. This posits that some species have indeed managed, via natural selection, to achieve near perfection in eliminating mutations, but those species went extinct because they couldn’t respond to environmental change. That would leave us with only those species having imperfect mechanisms for detecting and repairing mutations—what we see today.

I see this form of group selection as improbable, because although group selection would oppose a reduction of mutation rates toward zero, individual selection would oppose that trend. Thus, selection for imperfect DNA repair would require that the rate of group extinction or differential reproduction outpaces outweigh the rate of different reproduction of individuals that favors ever-reduced mutation rates. When group and individual selection act in different directions, as they do for traits like altruism, it requires a substantial rate of group extinction or group propagation to fix a trait; and even when if imperfect repair became the group norm, natural selection on individuals would again start driving mutation rates toward zero.

In the end, the irony of natural selection is that it tends to put itself out of business. But it hasn’t been able to, because, in my view, natural selection can’t create absolute perfection. In the case of mutations, selection isn’t able to completely weed out new errors in the DNA.

I may be wrong in these musings, or may have missed some explanations, but I’m largely unable to brain today and so am just offering this for your consideration.

 

 

Free speech loses at Yale

December 8, 2015 • 10:15 am

If you’re a regular, or even a fairly recent newbie here, you’ll know about the Halloween-Costume fracas at Yale University, in which the administration sent a letter suggesting that students consider the potential offensiveness of their Halloween costumes. One of the heads of the resident houses, lecturer Erika Christakis, responded by sending an email to the students of Silliman College, arguing that policing Halloween costumes might stifle useful discussion, and that in any case who could be responsible for dictating or even suggesting “correct” costume choices? (My posts on the whole issue are here.) Many Yale students went ballistic, calling for her resignation as well as that of her husband Nicholas, who was verbally abused by students when he tried to defend Erika’s letter.

Yale ultimately supported the Christakises, and 49 faculty signed a letter defending their freedom of expression. But that wasn’t enough. The New York Times reports that both the Christakeses are taking a break:

A Yale lecturer who came under attack for challenging students to stand up for their right to decide what Halloween costumes to wear, even to the point of being offensive, has resigned from teaching at the college, the university said Monday.

. . . Ms. Christakis has made a “voluntary decision not to teach in the future,” according to a statement from the university on Monday. Her husband, Dr. Nicholas Christakis, a physician and a professor of sociology at Yale, will take a one-semester sabbatical, the university said. The statement said the administration hoped Ms. Christakis would reconsider.

“Erika Christakis is a well-regarded instructor, and the university’s leadership is disappointed that she has chosen not to continue teaching in the spring semester,” the statement said. “Her teaching is highly valued and she is welcome to resume teaching anytime at Yale, where freedom of expression and academic inquiry are the paramount principle and practice.”

By all accounts Erika Christakis was a very good teacher. Assuming that Yale supported her privately as well as publicly, I can assume only that the disaffected students made life so hellish for the couple that they just decided to bail. This is Yale’s loss, and I still think that Yale could have given stronger support, perhaps by rebuking the student or students who were disrespectful to Nicholas Christakis (those students of course had a right to disagree, but not to tell him to “shut up!”), or staving off any subsequent abuse they experienced.

I predict that the Christakises are looking for a new place to work and teach, and that’s sad. But faculty will vote with their feet when colleges allow students to abuse faculty and, in effect, run the institution.

h/t: Les

Michele Fiore defends her gun-totin’ Christmas card, adds that she wants to shoot ALL Syrian refugees

December 8, 2015 • 9:00 am

In a new piece at Salon, Nevada state legislator Michele Fiore defended her odious Christmas “card”—representing the month of December in her “we love guns” calendar—showing her entire family, save the babes in arms, packing heat. Naturally she was given a sympathetic hearing by Fox News. As Salon reports (my emphasis):

Fiore received criticism after she posted the photograph on Facebook, but she insisted that she only intended to send the festive message that “Christmas is a family affair, I think giving firearms as a present and getting firearms as a present is a great present, and I think because Christmas is a family affair, our ultimate responsibility is to protect and make sure our family is safe.”

[Interviewer Steve] Doocy noted that the other months in the calendar feature her alone bearing a firearm, whereas in the December photograph “the little boy in the front has a pistol.”

 “He actually has a Walther P22, my grandson Jake,” she replied, “and number one, that gun is unloaded, and number two, Jake is quite familiar with Eddie Eagle, which is an NRA gun safety program for children.”

“If you look real close, you’ll see that his finger is not on the trigger,” Fiore added. “That five-year-old grandson of mine has total trigger control.”

Doocy replied by saying that he and his co-hosts were just discussing how, “this Christmas season, so many people we know are, for the first time, thinking of buying a gun. Just given the fact that the president had said that ISIS is contained, [but] ISIS is here.”

Oy—a five year old with a Walther P22!

Here’s the video from Fox News:

And on TPM Memo, Fiore suggests that perhaps she doesn’t have the greatest control over her mouth (my emphasis):

“I am not OK with Syrian refugees. I’m not OK with terrorists. I’m OK with putting them down, blacking them out, just put a piece of brass in their ocular cavity and end their miserable life. I’m good with that,” she continued.

That statement—that she wants to kill all Syrian refugees by shooting them in the head or mouth—should be enough to defeat her in her next election, for the vast majority of those people are innocents, fleeing from terrorists. But of course we’re talking about the state of Nevada here.

Finally, here are some more pictures from Fiore’s calendar, thoughtfully reproduced on Guns.com:

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God help America!

 

Readers’ wildlife photographs

December 8, 2015 • 8:20 am

We have a new contributor today, Ben Batt (and his cat), who sent a bunch of lovely photos from Oz, including two of his cat. Ben’s notes:

These photos were all taken at my parents’ home in the tiny town of Ruffy, in country Victoria, Australia. They have spent the last 30-odd years cultivating a large garden, which provides a habitat for many different species of birds and other small animals.

New Holland Honeyeater (Phylidonyris novaehollandiae). These are very busy birds, constantly flitting between flowers and checking their surroundings for danger. I like their rather insane-looking eyes, and the amount of attitude they seem to have.

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Crimson Rosella (Platycercus elegans):

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Striated Thornbill (Acanthiza lineata):

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Eastern Spinebill (Acanthorhynchus tenuirostris). Very attractive birds, but constantly on the move, so I’ve found them quite hard to photograph. This photo was taken as the bird paused for a brief moment just before bathing. They sometimes hover to feed on flowers, which I hope to someday get a photo of:

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White-naped Honeyeater (Melithreptus lunatus). This was the only time I’ve ever seen these birds in Ruffy; I suspect they may have been passing through on their annual migration to the south.

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A male Rufous Whistler (Pachycephala rufiventris) that was involved in a shouting match with another male off in the distance somewhere. Just after I took this photo, the other male flew in and dive-bombed him, and they both flew off having an aerial battle.

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As I was trying to find him, I came across the female listening intently:

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Grey Fantail (Rhipidura albiscapa). This little flycatcher was using a fence and the associated small trees as vantage points, watching for insects and periodically darting out to snap one up:

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Grey Shrike-thrush (Colluricincla harmonica). These birds are quite alert and cautious, but they seem to have learnt that humans don’t pose a threat – this one came right up to within a metre of me:

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Bluebottle/Blue Ant (Diamma bicolor). We always called these bluebottles when I was growing up, but apparently Blue Ant is the more common name. They’re actually wasps: the wingless female hunts beetle larvae and other ground-dwelling insects to paralyse as hosts for her larvae, while the smaller male has wings and carries the female aloft during mating. Adults of both sexes feed mainly on nectar.

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Hamilton’s Orb Weaver (Araneus hamiltoni):

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A Common Paper Wasp (Polistes humilis) working on its nest:

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Garden skink (Lampropholis guichenoti)? I’m not completely certain of the species ID here. This one looks like it has dropped and regrown its tail at some point, perhaps due to a close encounter with Oscar [the cat]:

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I haven’t been able to confidently identify the following arthropods. If anyone can suggest good online resources for Australian insect and spider identification, I would be grateful!

Crane flies (family Tipulidae) procreating.

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Lesser Brown Blowfly (Calliphora augur)?:

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A shield bug of some kind?:

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Robber Fly (family Asilidae):

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Flower Spider (Diaea evanida)?:

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This is Oscar, the resident feline. He grew up in the city (Melbourne), and moved to Ruffy when his original staff moved overseas. He was quite goofy and inept at first, but has now learnt the ways of a country cat and is very comfortable in his domain. I like how surly he looks in this photo, but he is actually very good-natured and friendly.

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He spends most of his time sleeping:

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“Dark Rapture” and the incomparable Lester Young

December 8, 2015 • 7:15 am

I’ve waited for this song to be posted on YouTube for a long time, as it’s one of the earliest recorded solos of one of my favorite jazz saxophonists, Lester Young (1909-1959) Like so many jazz greats, he died too young from substance abuse—alcohol in his case. Just the other day I discovered that the song had at last been posted—about three weeks ago.

Dark Rapture” exemplifies the African motif into which many black performers were forced in the early and mid 20th century. Several generations removed (forcibly) from their African origins, they nonetheless were forced to act out African roles and sing songs about Africa (the great Paul Robeson acted in some demeaning roles of this type). And so the words of this song hearken back to “Dark Rapture”: an African romance enacted “in the Congo night,” “under the bamboo tree” and to the beat of “the tom toms”.

That said, the music itself is a wonderful, driving jazz song, recorded by Count Basie’s band in 1938. The vocalist was one of his best: Helen Humes (1913-1981), who wasn’t a belter but had a light and lovely lyrical voice. And the best part of all is Lester Young’s smoking jazz solo— short, but so good it helped make his career (you can har it between 1:41 and 2:12 in the recording below). Young, like Humes, was known for a light touch rather than loudness.

Below: Lester Young and his tenor sax. Two of his peccadillos can be seen in this photo: he always held his sax at an odd angle to his mouth, and he often sported a distinctive “pork pie” hat:

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Tuesday: Hili dialogue

December 8, 2015 • 5:01 am

It’s Tuesday, the lone and level week stretches far away, and it is so early that I don’t know if I can brain today. But I’m a good boy, having nearly finished my talk for Darwin Day in London—more than two months away. And, on this day in history, the Greek monarchy was abolished in 1974, John Lennon was murdered in 1980 (has it been 35 years?), Sinéad O’Connor was born in 1966, and Slim Pickens died in 1983 (not from riding a nuclear bomb to Earth). Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Hili is sort of cute:

Hili: What to pull down first: the towel or the bra?
A: Hili, you are not a little kitten any longer.
Hili: But I still like to play.

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Hili: Co ściągnąć najpierw? Ręcznik czy biustonosz?
Ja: Hili, nie jesteś już małym kotkiem.
Hili: Nadal lubię zabawę.