Category Archives: Life

Land of the giants

ABC have an interesting piece up on how Americans are being eclipsed by the Dutch in the height stakes.

The average Dutch man is six-foot-one, while the average US male is five-foot-ten. The ABC report says America has the shortest population in the industrialised world, but then points out that the average height for a Japanese man is five-foot-seven.

What the story doesn’t make clear is that Americans are shrinking while the Japanese are getting taller.

The above link is worth following if only for the photo: Paul van Sprundel standing next to a life-size model of (five-foot-seven) Vincent van Gogh, who barely comes up to the man’s shoulders.

To illustrate the disparity between the nations, ABC sent a six-foot-three reporter, Jim Sciutto, to Amsterdam. There he was left looking up at the likes of van Sprundel, who is six-eleven (watch Sciutto’s story here).

However, I’m not convinced by some of the facts he cites. The study that Americans are coming up short is reputable: it was researched by teams at the University of Munich and Princeton University.

Sciutto says: “Historians have found height to be about the best single indicator of a nation’s success, reflecting not just wealth but overall health and well-being.”

That’s fine. It’s backed up by quotes from Professor George Maat of Holland’s Leiden University, who has been researching this kind of thing for years.

“Health, nutrition, living conditions, genetics — everything at the end goes down to one thing that represents all of that, and that is stature,” he said. “And I think that is the easiest parameter to use to follow the conditions people are living in.”

Fair enough. And the health link has been mentioned before; I have read of studies showing that the population of northern China is getting taller because of a higher meat content in the region’s diet.

But then Sciutto says: “And so, at the height of the Roman Empire, the Romans were the tallest in the world.”

Um, no. The Romans were smaller than members of various Celtic and Germanic tribes — one study claims they were as much as 4cm shorter. The same study points out that the average height did not increase while the Empire lasted but, paradoxically if going by Sciutto’s claim, did after the Empire’s demise in Western Europe.

Even the Egyptians in their heyday were only a whisper above five feet.

Have I sufficiently sucked the fun out of this story?

From stricken Darfur, a good news story

Every week Awatef Ahmed Isaac produces a newspaper documenting the life of Al-Fasher, capital of North Darfur. It’s handwritten and pinned to the same tree every time.

Awatef’s work is inspired by her late elder sister, who dreamed of publishing a newspaper for her town. Al-Raheel (The Journey) contains stories of the two million people who have been displaced by the Darfur conflict. But Awatef wants to build on her experience — her ambition is to produce a daily paper to campaign against poor public services and other such issues.

She came to international attention when The Washington Post ran an article about her earlier this year, but Mohamed Hasni of Agence France Presse has checked in with her. Since the Post’s article, she has been inundated with support and her journal is now available in English and Arabic at Sudaneseonline.com.

Different mindset

I’ve just re-read my last post and find myself amazed at how differently I feel today.

Another time I would be raving about what a cool, quirky story it was and then promptly write about something tangentally related. But it seems several factors conspired to colour my viewpoint; the fatigue I mentioned several days ago has not totally lifted, although the accompanying melancholy has. And perhaps the latter was what made me piss and moan about the discovery dolphins have dialects (and other studies have show the same is true of whales). There are certainly worse wastes of scientific time.

Or perhaps elements were at play that I am aware of only on a subconscious level.

Dolphins and dialects

From Reuters:

Dolphins living off the coast of Wales whistle, bark and groan in a different dialect from dolphins off the western coast of Ireland, scientists have discovered.

Different physical environments might have contributed to the mammals developing distinctive sets of vocalizations or “dialects,” said Simon Berrow from the Shannon Dolphin and Wildlife Foundation.

Berrow supervised a master’s thesis by student Ronan Hickey at University of Wales, Bangor, who analyzed 1,882 whistles from the dolphins in the Shannon estuary and bottlenose dolphins in Cardigan Bay in Wales. The study found 32 different sound categories, of which eight were only produced by the Shannon animals.

“The idea that the sounds are different is not a bad notion — you’d expect the information had to be different given the diversity of the areas where they reside,” Berrow told Reuters, adding he would use the data to create a dictionary of sounds and pursue the research further, should time and money allow.

There are times when I just sigh. As much as I love nature and animals of all persuasions — and God knows I hope we can maintain our climate so as to save as many from extinction as possible — there are times when I can’t help but wonder if our scientific focus is fecked beyond belief. Now, I will confess I’m fascinated by this little story, as it’s quirky and unusual. But was it worth the time and money? Could our scientific expertise be used toward better ends? Or am I ignoring the simple joy of research for research’s sake?

Zombified

I’ve been neglecting this blog.

It’s not that I don’t enjoy scribbling away, or that I don’t enjoy exploring various topics. It’s that I’m tired.

It has reached the stage where I am beyond physical tiredness; I am mentally fatigued. And so when I get home from work I no longer have the mental strength to articulate my opinion on a subject, or even write a general overview. Time is slipping inexorably by and I feel I have accomplished nothing.

I’m not saying this because I want sympathy. I’m not saying this because I’m looking for an answer. I’m saying it because I need to admit to myself that I am exhausted.