<![CDATA[io9: cool and crap]]> http://tags.lifehacker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/io9.com.png <![CDATA[io9: cool and crap]]> http://io9.com/tag/coolandcrap http://io9.com/tag/coolandcrap <![CDATA[Cool and Crap Awards of the Week]]> At least two things happened in the worlds of science and science fiction last week. One of them was cool and the other was crap.

Coolest soul-searching by a giant green monster who reads Anne Rice: Last week saw the DVD release of season 4 of the Hulk TV series, and the 1980-81 season is widely regarded by fans as one of the best (though marred by tragedies both personal and financial). It featured Lou "Hulk" Ferigno's first and only speaking role, and an Interview with the Vampire homage ("Interview with the Hulk") where Bruce tells a reporter all his sorrows with the aid of a lot of clips from previous episodes. The season focuses a lot on Bruce trying to rid himself of his angry alter-ego, trying out all kinds of crazy things. He gets electrocuted and sees the future; he encounters a meteor and becomes trapped halfway between Bruce and Hulk; and he gets hit by a car and becomes a paraplegic for an episode. Sadly, the actor who played Bruce Banner, Bill Bixby, suffered a great loss mid-season when his son died of a throat infection — and his acting wasn't quite the same after that. The show also lost a lot of its funding, which meant fewer effects and less facetime with Hulk. But the season is still great, both for cheese value and for a glimpse at what Hulk meant to people during a very different time in U.S. history. Check out some crap below.

Crappiest effort to prevent the public from having access to truthful scientific information about global warming: Earlier this week,a two-year investigation of NASA's public affairs office concluded. Investigators released a report confirming that the PR wing of NASA had prevented scientists from informing the pubic about research that proved the existence of global warming and other kinds of climate change. According to the Washington Post:

From the fall of 2004 through 2006, the report said, NASA's public affairs office "managed the topic of climate change in a manner that reduced, marginalized, or mischaracterized climate change science made available to the general public." It noted elsewhere that "news releases in the areas of climate change suffered from inaccuracy, factual insufficiency, and scientific dilution."

Officials of the Office of Public Affairs told investigators that they regulated communication by NASA scientists for technical rather than political reasons, but the report found "by a preponderance of the evidence, that the claims of inappropriate political interference made by the climate change scientists and career public affairs officers were more persuasive than the arguments of the senior public affairs officials that their actions were due to the volume and poor quality of the draft news releases." . . . Sen. Frank Lautenberg (D-N.J.), one of the senators who pressed for the investigation, said in a statement that the report showed that citizens had been denied access to critical scientific information that should inform public policy.

NASA did not prevent scientists from publishing their findings in scientific journals — they only prevented them from publicizing those findings to the general public via press conferences or reports written in layperson's terms. Not only is this crappy for the public, which deserves access to the latest scientific information in clear language, but it's also crappy for NASA scientists who have been so ill-served and abused by their own public relations team. Crap, I tell you, crap! [Washington Post]



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<![CDATA[Cool and Crap Awards of the Week]]> This week, at least two things happened in the worlds of science and fiction: one was cool; the other was crap.

Coolest way to get Neal Stephenson fans hopped up on goofballs using monks: Neal Stephenson, author of Snow Crash and Cryptonomicon, has a new book coming out in September called Anathem. The plot has been shrouded in secrecy, though Stephenson has said in a few interviews that it will involve aliens and math. And this week, advance copies of the book started arriving in reviewers' mailboxes, packaged with a CD containing several pieces of music that sound like Gregorian chants, the beautiful songs sung by monks in the middle ages. Supposedly this music will "set the tone" for the book. We'll have a review for you in September, but for now you can freak out with anticipation by listening to choruses of men chanting. Click through for the crap (may include spoilers):

Crappiest effort to tie together every kind of cutting-edge science buzzword into one giant science fiction TV "event": The Andromeda Strain miniseries aired early this week, raising hopes that this classic scary space virus story would get an awesome update. It didn't. The "update" was basically slapping every single piece of science into one giant ball of lameness, with its Von Neuman death probe coated in "cutting edge nanotech Bucky Balls" which encoded some ASCII text (now there's cutting-edge for you, though maybe encrypting it with ROT13 would have been even more mega) and was sent from the future through a wormhole. Have I left anything out? Oh yes I have. The virus is also "like stem cells." If only they'd somehow stuck the G-phone in there, or maybe some dark matter, then the science buzzword compliance would have been complete.

Oh, and the plot was really bad too, with Very Special Messages about drugs being bad, environmentalism being nice, and making out with Benjamin Bratt being totally awesome.



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<![CDATA[Cool and Crap Awards of the Week]]> At least two things happened in the world of science and fiction last week, and one was cool and the other was crap.

Coolest alcohol-tinged recruitment effort that involved science fiction, antiracism, and M&Ms: Last night at Madison's Wiscon science fiction convention, the Carl Brandon Society threw a party and recruited new members by harnessing the power of scifi author Claire Light behind the bar. The Carl Brandon society offers scholarships and prizes for science fiction writers of color, and membership is only $25. A price everyone gladly paid after Claire (pictured) kept handing out C52s — tiny drinks featuring three layers: Grand Marnier, Bailey's, and coffee liqueur (with an M&M in the bottom, so the C is for "chocolate"). You have to drink it in one gulp, or the Bailey's curdles. After a few gulps, some shit-talking about Martian colonies, and a dissection of the imperialist politics in vampire novels, I joined the society. And so did everybody else. Who says good causes don't have to be fun? Click through for the crap award (yes there will be some spoilers).


Crappiest effort to pay homage to a once-great franchise, while also failing to pay homage to 1950s science fiction and misapplying CGI ant swarms:

Sure, I said Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull was a fun afternoon diversion, but that doesn't mean it wasn't total crap. I love Indy, and I loved the "alien skull" premise of this film, and yet the more I thought about it, the less I liked it. The ending felt like bad TV. And no, it's not cool or neato that Indy was able to survive a nuclear bomb blast by hiding inside a refrigerator. I can believe that he might escape a giant zooming rock by the skin of his teeth, but a nuclear bomb? That stretches the bounds of credibility so far that I'm not having fun anymore. I'm just feeling condescended to. Plus, as many io9 commenters already noted, the CGI ants were crap. Swarm of ants = good. Swarm of ants so fake they look like a batch of angry M&Ms (and not the good kind you can drink with the Carl Brandon Society) = crap.

Plus, why did putting the crystal skull inside a burlap sack prevent it from being magnetic? Oh I know: probably the same forces that made gold and gunpowder ferromagnetic in the movie. The force of crap.

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<![CDATA[Cool and Crap Awards of the Week]]> At least two things happened in the worlds of science and fiction last week: one was cool and the other was crap.

Coolest attempt to make fun of venture capitalists while also making fun of Florida and telling an awesome story about human enhancement technologies: Issue number two of Jonathan Hickman's snarky, freaky comic book Transhuman. Told in a documentary style, the issue deals with how two companies developing human enhancement technologies get VC funding and push their developers to get product to market (unfortunately, though, shipping a buggy human-enhancement product can be much uglier than shipping a buggy version of Windows Vista). Click through for the crap.


Crappiest speculations about futuristic security threats to the United States, according to the U.S. Government: Watch out kids, because the melting arctic ice sheet could lead to trouble for U.S. national security! Luckily, the military has a solution, and it's totally cyber.

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