How DNA is like a Magnet

Now that we have piles and piles of widely available genome sequence, one of our main tasks as biologists is to figure out how to read what’s in there. Protein-coding sequences have long been relatively easy to read, ever since the genetic code was worked out. Non-coding regulatory sequences – enhancers and promoters – are much more difficult to interpret, obviously. Usually our first task is to identify the individual binding sites for gene-regulating proteins in these sequences. But then what? Well, most people stop there, happy to have identified the necessary parts of the gene regulating machinery, but many of us are interested in learning the underlying logic by which this machinery operates – we want to learn the grammar of regulatory DNA. The question is, how does a particular combination of regulatory binding sites give rise to a particular pattern of gene expression? In my biased opinion, this the real secret of life – how your cells read information in your DNA in order to turn on the right genes at the right place in the right time.

So, how do we read non-coding, regulatory DNA? One way that has proven very useful is take an approach from the 1920’s that was developed to understand the physics of magnets. No, I’m not talking about the pseudoscience of biomagents; I’m talking about Ising models. Continue reading “How DNA is like a Magnet”

Survey says: Science careers are ‘family unfriendly’

io9 reports:

In a survey taken of over 4,000 scientists across the globe, 70% of whom were men, researchers found that people consider science a “family unfriendly” career.

The survey itself (PDF), conducted by the Association for Women in Science, summarizes the findings like this:

Attracting workers into science and technology fields could be hampered by work-life integration issues according to a new international survey. Drawing data from 4,225 publishing scientists and researchers worldwide, the Association for Women in Science (AWIS) finds that lack of flexibility in the workplace, dissatisfaction with career development opportunities, and low salaries are driving both men and women to re-consider their profession.

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1950’s Post-Apocalyptic Covers

My collection of 50’s sci-fi books that have at least a tangential connection to the post-apocalyptic subgenre. Unfortunately, I don’t have have a vintage edition for many of these.

Scientific Award FAIL

Larry Moran reports that John Mattick, author of the infamous dog-ass plot, has won some genomics-related award that I have never heard of.

Moran has the sorry details:

I’m pretty sure that there’s no more than a handful of biochemists/molecular biologists who believe Mattick. They know that lots of noncoding DNA has a function—a fact that’s been in the textbooks for almost fifty years—but they do not believe that most of our genome encodes functional regulatory RNAs. It’s simply untrue that Mattick has proved his hypothesis over the past 18 years. Just the opposite has happened.

He quotes the press release:

The Award Reviewing Committee commented that Professor Mattick’s “work on long non-coding RNA has dramatically changed our concept of 95% of our genome”

Uh, no. Not true. Continue reading “Scientific Award FAIL”

Apocalypse 1952: Bernard Wolfe’s Limbo

Rage against the machine

It’s the post-apocalyptic 1990’s, thanks to a late 70’s nuclear third world war brought on by the giant computers that had been delegated by humans to handle geopolitics. (They sound a little like the micro-trading computers that now handle the much of high finance.) It turns out that the computers weren’t any better at keeping the peace than humans were.

Neurosurgeon and former Mormon Dr. Martine has spent the last 18 post-war years hiding out on an uncharted island somewhere in the Indian Ocean, integrated with the natives, but events draw him back home to what’s left of the United States. What he finds, built upon the slag heaps of both the former United States and Soviet Union, is a cyborg civilization filled with men who’ve renounced war, cut off their limbs, and replaced them with nuclear-powered prostheses. To his shock, Martine find out that he unwittingly had something to do with this bizarre state of affairs.

Bernard Wolfe’s 1952 Limbo is a disturbing but weirdly compelling proto-cyberpunk behemoth that combines an edgy, in-your-face language that compares with the best of Alfred Bester, with long, Heinlein-style philosophical digressions that are about as subtle as a kick to the head, to create one long, entertaining rant against… well, something, but I couldn’t quite figure out what. Continue reading “Apocalypse 1952: Bernard Wolfe’s Limbo