Sometimes, though, the woo drops right into your lap, like a pretty little gift all wrapped up in a bow and begging for you to open it. Today was that day for me. It's a delicious feeling, a little bit bad girl, to find some woo so chockful on inanities that you can't help but chortle out loud when you see it. I can't help it, I'm just drawn that way. It's so big, so juicy, so over-the-top that I passed it to Thelma because she's larger than life, over-the-top herself and she will do a grand, bang-up job on it, all without the background information that dropped the woo present into my lap. It's hard, truly, to let this one go. So hard.
Thelma said I shouldn't worry, she'll let me post it here, too, as we do all the stuff she thinks is her best. She said to wet the readers' appetites for a foray into some mumbo-jumbo naturopathic woo, to sit tight, let her get appropriately Wild Turkeyed and into the webosphere in deep examination of said present and she'll have something ready to go for our reading pleasure tomorrow. She wants to do it just right, she said, so I'll sit with baited breath, read some more of Specter's Denialism, and leave you with this oh-so-appropriate quote on what we woo fighters must do.
Recognizing "denialism when we see it":
"As a society and as individuals, that means asking tough, skeptical questions, then demanding answers supported by compelling evidence. When the government, a company, or any other group makes a claim, we need to scrutinize that claim with care but without passion. Most importantly, we must learn to accept data that has been properly judged and verified--no matter what it says, or how much we might have wished that it pointed in another direction." (Specter, Denialism, p. 21)