The tyranny of biology
Leads to asinine hagiography:
Gallileo brighter; Einstein quicker;
Copernicus smarter; Newton slicker.
Bright stars all, their ideas distinguished;
Blazing lights not to be extinguished.
None could deny that Darwin’s gift
Rightly is termed a paradigm shift
But after all is done and said
Concentrating on a bloke who’s dead
Seems a strange and futile ambition
While we struggle for recognition:
What’s spinning Darwin in his grave
Is the adulation that you crave.
Richard P Grant
Scientist, poet, gadfly
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Good one!
Which leads me to think that Mac Davis’ little ditty (modified) should be compulsory for all Nobel seekers:
Oh, Lord, it’s hard to humble
When you’re perfect in every way
I can’t wait to look in the journal
My work, it gets better each day
To know me is to rate me
I must be one hell of a man
Oh, Lord, it’s hard to humble
But I’m doing the best that I can
I used to have a postdoc
I guess he just couldn’t compete
With all the honours and money
That keep falling at my feet
I can’t seem to find me another
I guess they’re just in awe of me
Who cares, I’ve never been lonesome
For I cherish my own company….
HA HA!
I don’t know if I should be worried that I remember the original (I blame my father for my poor taste in music).
A CLERIHEW ON RICHARD P GRANT
RICHARD P GRANT
Let no-one say that he can’t
Write poetry. he lives in Australia
And has painted his arse like a dahlia.
A fine work of poetic non-fiction,
With just a touch of self-contradiction?
It is no more than a satirical perspective
(the poet, always, is introspective)
Mainly, I crave a new Beagle.
Sorry, I got carried away by the following meme that burrowed into my brain, just at that very moment.
There once was a man from Australia
Who painted his arse as a dahlia
It went very well
At tuppence a smell
But fourpence a lick was a failure.
asinine hagiography
You know, I’m guessing RPG is one hell of a Scrabble player.
_Richard Grant
when he don’t rant
writes with vocabulary
quite exemplary._
It’s not the long words that count in Scrabble – it’s knowing all the two and three letter short ones, like “xi” and “qat” so that you can place words parallel to each other and score more points. (I spent a lot of time with competitive Scrabble players a few years ago.)
That’s why I could never do well in a Scrabble tournament—I prefer the interesting words.
Oh, me too. I was going out with a Scrabble player at the time, and he was horrified at this. I would prefer to put down “effigy” even though I could get at least twice as many points by putting “fig” in a strategic position. But I would never win anyway, so why not go down in style?
bq. by putting “fig” in a strategic position
That’s a lovely mental image. Thanks.
I should have seen that coming.
I’m nothing if not consistent.
That should be ‘leaf’ rather than ‘fig’.
Um… no.
Chuffed to know that erudition
Is not in danger of extinction
Its writing the prose
Which gets up ones nose
That gives it a smell of distinction
Ha ha ha!!
Hello stranger!