Debunking pseudoscience – ladies only edition

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My long time readers are aware of my complete distain for pseudoscience. I’ve talked about it in the past. If there is one thing I loathe about the Internet, it is how easily and quickly junk “science” is passed off as legitimist science. Anyone can create a website, post suspect articles and call it a “news” site. Far too many people fall prey to carefully constructed crap, designed to do nothing more than bolster support for personal opinions. Take the site, “Natural News” for example. When we hear the word news, we assume the information given has been researched and fact checked. “News”, to casual readers is something that is reliable and legitimate. But a careful review of the authors of” Natural News” exposes the dirty truth. They are average people making outrages claims.

The author of “The amazing benefits of drinking raw milk“ is no scientist, though she does a good job of constructing what looks like a scientific article on raw milk. Unfortunately she fails to consider these “benefits” are the same as pasteurized milk, minus the possible contaminates found in raw milk. Her credentials? Wife, Mother of 8, and Grandmother of 2
Jo is a 41 year old home educator who has always gravitated toward a natural approach.
Yes, a woman who homeschooled her kids, is writing “news” articles and handing out medical advice.

Normally I shy away from pseudoscience. A good eye roll usually shrugs off my displeasure at yet another “science” based claim. I just sigh and move on. But at some point we have to stop ignoring all of this. As Carl Sagan points out over and over in his book, The Demon-Hunted World, the more we allow ourselves to be deluded by pseudoscience, the closer we move back into the dark ages. It is not stupidity that will kill us, it is our ignorance of ourselves.

So with that in mind, it’s time to take a stand against pseudoscience. It’s time to call out BS for what it is. The more ridicules the claim, the more pushback it deserves. This one is for the ladies. Men, I suggest you stop reading now. Seriously, stop. We are going to talk about lady parts and the “cure” for monthly problems. Still here? Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Yesterday, as I scrolled through my Twitter feed I saw a title and link that caught my breath. At first I thought I read it incorrectly. Then, as it dawned on me what I read was accurate I couldn’t help but clink on the link. Surely this was a joke, or a parody on Cosmo. “Steaming Your Vagina” is the title of the link to an article written by someone who obviously has no idea how the body works, or how volatile oil extraction works. Here’s the claim:

When the herbs are placed in the hot water, their medicinal properties, including volatile oils, are released and carried to the surface of your skin, and to the inside of the vagina, where they are absorbed into the bloodstream and into to the uterus. The herbal steam increases circulation, thins mucus, and cleanses the entire reproductive system, allowing it to shed unnecessary membranes and build-up. The results are varied, and amazing.

Picture it ladies. You’re at a loss as to what to do about your monthly cramps, craving for chocolate and binge-watching the Lifetime Network. Oh, if only there was a natural way to cure this! Well you are in luck because the author of “Steaming your Vagina” has uncovered an ancient cure. It’s like a facial for your most sacred parts. All you have to do is squat lady-like over a steamy bowl of herbs. Oh joyous day!

There is so much BS in this article, I’m almost at loss as where to begin. It would take pages to explain how oil extraction works, and even more pages to explain how chemistry works and why steam is not at all a viable means of getting anything into your blood stream, so I will cover only the most obvious points and then share links for further reading.

Here is a link to how oils are extracted. There are several ways, but the one to keep in mind does mention steam. This must be the method the author was thinking of as she wrote her article. Too bad she did not fully research this method, because in order to capture the oil, a closed system is required. The oil must change its molecular structure a couple times before it becomes true “essential” oil. In order to do this, the herbs must reach the boiling point, and stay boiling for the extraction to work. So ladies, get out a hotplate, pour some water and herbs into a pan, wait for the concoction to boil, and then squat over the boiling pan. Yes, you read correctly. In order to “capture” any and all essential oils, you must be over a boiling pan of water. Once the water begins to cool, the oil no longer breaks free of the plant’s membranes, making the process pointless, and your afternoon of personal papering a waste of time.

Now, let’s suppose you grin and bear it, all in the name of science. Now let us suppose some of the oil molecules break down so that they are light enough to travel by steam up to the targeted area and reconstitutes as oil as it hits the targeted area. Is there a chance the oil will make it into your bloodstream? Ah, no.

Here is an article from the CDC on what it takes for chemicals to be absorbed through the skin into the bloodstream. Bottom line, it is very rare for a chemical, or in our case oil molecules, to be absorbed into the bloodstream. If it were as simple as rubbing something onto our skin, just think of how unnecessary hypodermic needles would be! Doctors could simply rub a vaccination in. Our skin has built in defense mechanisms that keep chemicals out of our bodies. In fact, in order for anything to reach our bloodstream science is involved. This includes transdermal medication patches.  These types of medicine require formulation specifically for this purpose, requiring chemical engineering to create a molecule that is soluble in skin, and small enough to penetrate and absorb into the body.

But, let’s imagine, the oil as steam, reconstitutes itself as oil and wiggles its way past the skin’s three barriers and enters the bloodstream, and just for giggles, gets past the white blood cells, whose main function is to kill off foreign bodies. We are talking super oil at this point! You might want to start asking yourself what exactly you put into that pot of boiling water, and if it’s really a good idea to have it floating around in your bloodstream?

Now here comes the real magic. Once the oil reaches the vaginal bloodstream it will be taken to the uterus vein. Once in the vein, the oil must know to release itself into the uterus walls in order to for its medicinal properties to take effect. What medical properties, you might ask? Well, that’s just the thing pseudoscience does not want you asking. There are no explanations as to what herbs work best and why. There are no medicinal mentions of any kind. This is, forgive the pun, smoke steam and mirrors. Oh the benefits are given, but no science. In fact, you may use the herb or flower of your choosing; apparently they are all the same. As it is with all pseudoscience, all BS and not a thought is given as to how real science works.

 

So the next time someone offers you a “medical” tip, take care that you are not being sold snake oil. Your lady parts will thank you.

The Serpent’s promise? Not so much

The U K version
The U K version
The U.S. version
The U.S. version

I’ll admit it, at times, when I’m depressed, it’s hard for me to concentrate on a book. There have been times in my life when even the simplest of novels turn into monsters I cannot subdue. I find myself reading sentences over and over again, trying to grasp and hold onto their meaning. Usually when this happens, I put reading aside to tackle whatever external thing has taken over my ability to concentrate.

But here’s the thing; I know when it is me. When it’s my problem. I know the difference between my lack of ability to comprehend words due to depression or stress and books that may just be over my head. Or worse, written in such a dry style as to dull the senses, making it difficult to even stay awake.

But never in my life, have I picked up a book, and after reading for just a short while think, “Did I just have a stroke? Should I go see my doctor?” That is, until I read The Serpent’s Promise. The retelling of the Bible Through the Eyes of Modern Science by Steve Jones. What a mess of a book!

To be fair (as fair as I can be) I’ve wanted to read this for quiet a while. The book (under a shorter title) came out in the U.K. last summer to a warm reception. I’ve heard Jones talking about his book on several occasions. Each time I make a mental note to pick it up as soon as it becomes available in the U.S. . Jones comes across as an intelligent easy to understand biologist. It finally hit the U.S. market in late June so last week I decided to t read it. Sadly, there is a lot wrong with the book. It’s hard to connect it to the man I’ve heard interviewed.

I’ll get to the stroke part in a minute, but first, what book needs two prefaces and one prologue? I understand Jones’ need for one preface, as he admits up front this is not a re-writing of the Bible through the eyes of science. Even though this is in the title of his book! To be fair, maybe he didn’t pick the title. I can easily see how a publisher would try to “sex” up the book. After all, it’s primarily a science book and we all know how hard it is to get people to read about science these days.

In the first preface Jones explains why he wrote the book and what readers should expect from it. A lot of non-fiction books usually have introductions that do the same thing. I had no problem with Jones calling his introduction a preface. What I did have a problem with is the idea that Jones needed a second and called it “The American” preface”.

In the “American” preface, Jones rambles on about not wanting to offend Christians by taking away the “spiritual” aspects of the Bible. He explains that his intent is to show what we now know about the natural world and how it relates to “Biblical science based stories”. Jones goes so far as to tell the clueless American audience, “Science’s job is to dispel mysteries, not to invent them, and, as I hope to show here, it often does the job better than do metaphysical stories”. Seriously, you had to tell your audience this? I’m pretty sure the people reading your book appreciate this fact already. He then goes to explain why he doesn’t talk about God, the afterlife or resurrection. “Science can neither confirm or deny such notions, as they are based on spirituality alone”. Humm, I’m pretty sure science can deny the dead coming back to life after three days, but okay, it’s your call sir. Let’s move on to the prologue.

The prologue could have been chapter one. It’s all about genetics. Where we came from and how we know this. Jones goes deep into DNA sequencing. I am afraid he may lose some of his general audience who may not have a good grasp of the subject. I found it fascinating, yet there were times, I had to admit I had no idea what he was trying to say. It was as if I couldn’t connect the dots. The sentences almost seemed nonsensical. This is when I started to think I might have suffered a stroke. I read some of his sentences over and over. Then, out of shear frustration, I read them out loud. It wasn’t me, it was him! Entire words were missing from his sentences. Either he had a small stroke, localized to pronouns and adverbs, or the typesetter had a stroke mid work. Once I figured this out, it was easy to spot and fill in the mistakes. Unfortunately, the problem with this book doesn’t stop at typos.

The prologue introduces the Out of Africa theory. Jones talks about our ancestor’s descent from the trees to walking upright. So far so good, right? Well, a few pages later going back to DNA, Jones says this, “in the end the primates, the group to which apes, monkeys, lemurs and humans belong, were all born in on the island of Eurasia”. Wait what? So, those African upright mammals weren’t considered “primates”? If not, and I am sure he knows better than his readers, he should have explained the difference. Instead it is like he is giving his readers two different origin stories.

These two different stories remind me of the two Genesis “birth” stories. In one, Adam is made before the animals and in the other after. This is ironic as Jones mentions this odd Genesis conundrum in the beginning of the prologue! Here, Jones is offering two “birth” stories, one in Africa and one in Eurasia. Which is it? If this isn’t bad enough a couple of pages later when he talks about Neanderthals and the Denisovans, he says, “Denisovans, too, were distinct. They were close in kin to Neanderthals but their ancestors left Africa eight hundred thousand years before ours”. So we left Africa but were born in Eurasia? For the record, I did some research and it seems Jones ‘idea that human primates evolved in Eurasia does not hold up. In fact the idea that lemurs evolved in Eurasia is a disputed new theory.

At this point, I am assuming Jones has failed to connect the Out of Africa theory to the Eurasia theory. I was willing to give him a pass; perhaps our upright ancestors were proto-primate. But and here is the kicker, later on as Jones describes genomes he goes back to Africa to describe, wait for it… the first primates! He talks about the Australopithecus, Lucy, found in Ethiopia (Africa) in 1974. It would seem Jones is just as confused about our origin as are the writers of Genesis.

Continuing on Jones describes our evolution. He says a narrow pelvis means babies must be born early in development. This he says, “demands more interaction between mother and child. As the infants become less able to grasp fur with feet as well as hands, their mothers have to hold them tighter than in the days of tree-dwellers. Perhaps woman became less independent as a results (bold italics mine) Wait, what? Less independent? From who? From their children; from their mate? Jones never finishes this thought so the reader is left to imagine the evolution of female nagging. “Darios, you’re never around when I need you. You’re always out trying to see how far you can walk on two legs while I sit here under this tree holding a screaming child. I need some “me” time. I’m starting to feel less independent”. It would seem Jones might be just as misogynistic as the Bible.

As I read on it became clear that while the Bible is obsessed with sex, violence and rules, Jones is obsessed with DNA. The first three chapters evolve around DNA and genetics. It’s his very own version of all of the “begats” featured in the Bible.

Towards the end of the book Jones moves from genetics to possible reasons for man’s need for spirituality. His simplistic take on social science clearly shows a man uncomfortable with his writing. He goes into about as much detail here as he does explaining women’s lack of independence. He stops short of making complete and complex arguments.

I wish I could highly recommend this book, but I cannot. However, I would encourage those who wish for nothing more than to read a whole book centered on our history through DNA to read it. Perhaps a better title for this book would be “The Ladder’s promise; the retelling of our history through DNA”.

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