Old friends and new.
I’m happy to be here,
I hope you are too!
(That started off as a normal sentence, but then I noticed that it would (kinda) work as a verse, too! Woohoo, I’m a poet and I didn’t realise it!)
Right, that’s set the tone nicely for this new incarnation of VWXYNot?. And seeing as blogging is all about communication, it seems fitting to kick things off with a post about one of the more entertaining research seminars I’ve ever been to.
My awesome colleague Cristina recently initiated a monthly department-wide “Work in Progress” seminar, distinct from each lab’s own nitty-gritty-detail-driven lab meetings. The aim of the WIP sessions is to give more of a big-picture overview of each person’s research topic; participants are welcome to practice their chalk-talk skills, try out a presentation that would be suitable for a lay audience, or use any other style of their choosing.
Cristina kicked off the proceedings with a talk on her own work, which focuses on the mechanism of action of an oncogenic fusion protein. However, inspired by a TEDtalk (unfortunately I didn’t think to write down which one), she decided to deviate ever so slightly from the standard acronym-heavy cell signalling seminar.
I’m sure we’ve all sat through several examples of said standard seminar, struggling to remember which acronyms match which proteins, and which proteins act as the ligands, receptors, kinases, and transcription factors in the signalling pathway. Hell, some of us might even be guilty of giving such talks ourselves – which you can get away when presenting to your own lab or other specialised audiences, but not when talking to a department that includes clinicians, statisticians, bioinformaticians, chemists, and radiophysicists as well as molecular biologists.
Well, like I said, this talk was different.
Cristina started off by describing how things work in a normal cell.
Here’s a factory, which makes proteins that promote cell growth and division. Within the locked factory gates (nuclear membrane), the security guard (transcription factor) stands on a big red button (gene promoter) that needs to be held down to keep the factory running.
And here are some bathing beauties (kinase receptors) at the beach, lying half in and half out of the ocean (spanning the cell membrane). When they manage to catch a beach ball (ligand), they get so excited that they wriggle their toes in the sand, which attracts the attention of the crab (kinase).
The security guard’s dog (another kinase) spots the crab moving around, and runs to the waterline to check out the action. The crab, inevitably, nips (phosphorylates) the dog. The poor injured pooch then runs back to the factory, where the security guard runs to the fence to comfort him, which releases the big red button the guard was standing on. The factory therefore shuts down and the cells can’t grow or divide.
Worn out from the exertion of it all, the security guard wanders out of the factory gates (into the cytoplasm) and is eaten by a shark (the proteasome). (I’m not sure what the shark is doing on land, right outside the factory, but I guess sharks just make for cooler visuals than land predators). The nommed security guard then gets ripped off the whiteboard and is ceremoniously destroyed by the presenter’s handy electric coffee grinder.
The fusion oncoprotein is represented by a somewhat confused person who has the security guard’s top half, but the bathing beauty’s legs. Well, maybe he/she (but let’s just say “he”) is confused, maybe the factory just has a more relaxed dress code than most. He can’t catch beach balls, but he does like to kick his legs around at the water’s edge, and the crab (who is admirably non-discriminatory about alternative lifestyles) is just as attracted to this activity as when the bathing beauties do it. Meanwhile, the hybrid guard’s identical twin has retained his security credentials from the factory, and can therefore continue to control the big red button.
As you can imagine, this situation confuses the local wildlife no end. The crab nips the beach-going security guard, who freaks out; the un-nipped dog wanders off and falls victim to the lurking shark (and coffee grinder) instead; and the hybrid security guard who’s still at the factory can’t see his dog, so he has no reason to get off the big red button, and just stands there. This causes the factory to add extra shifts, make too many growth-promoting proteins, and ultimately cause cancer.
This was all very entertaining, especially the coffee grinder, and even the molecular biologists in the audience appreciated the way the introduction to this signalling pathway was presented. It was so much easier to follow the rest of the seminar when the speaker could say things like “we’ve found that there are too many crabs at the beach” or “if you add this drug, the sharks now ignore the dogs”, rather than “PROTEIN1” (audience thinks: “is that the first or the second kinase?”) “binds inappropriately to PROTEIN2” (audience: “I think that’s the transcription factor, but then again it might be the receptor”).
I wouldn’t recommend this approach at a specialist conference or at your next job interview seminar, but hey, if you’re going into a high school or a community group or something of that nature, it’s a great approach that can work very well indeed.
Just – as I told Cristina – consider how your images will look from a distance before making all your figures. The bathing beauty on the left of the second photo is in fact wearing a bathing suit, but from the back of the room, my first thought was “nekkid ladies? Now this really is a unique presentation style…”
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