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A A Soliloquy for Art and Dick
Sarasota, May 25, 2013
The “sea” or not the “sea”: that was the question:
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slime and odors of outrageous
fishes, Or to take arms against this sea of troubles. And by opposing, end
them, and choose a mammal or bird for auditory research instead?
To hear, to respond; No more; and by a response to say we end the heart-ache
and the thousand electrical shocks the goldfish is heir to, ‘tis a consummation
devoutly to be wish’d.
To hear, to respond; To respond, perchance correctly: ay, there’s the rub; For in
that sleep after proposal submission, what dreams may come of ‘generalists’
versus ‘specialists’ exposed to anthropogenic noise in the ocean, must give us
pause.
There’s the respect that makes calamity of so long careers; For who would bear
the whips and scorns of particle-motion theorists. The reviewer’s wrongs, the
editor’s insults, the pangs of despis-ed data, the publication delays, the insolence
of the Fish & Wildlife Service, and the spurns of mandatory revisions required
by the unworthy, When he himself might his quietus make if he truly understood
the function of the swim bladder. But, who would bear the cost of yet another
summer at Woods Hole?
To grunt and sweat under weary life, But that the dread of something after
publication, the undiscovered, earlier paper, from whose data no scientist ever
recovers, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have as last
author, than to fly to the first author position that we know not of?
Thus, hearing does make scientists of us all; And thus, the basic nature of
detection and discrimination is sicklied over with a pale cast of attentional
variables, And enterprises of great pitch and moment, such as structure-function
relationships and anatomical specializations, on account of this, are turned aside.
And lose to molecular biology.
Soft you now! Thy fair Springer Duo from Hawaii! After retirement, Be all of
Art’s and Dick’s contributions remembered!
R.J. Dooling
A A Soliloquy for Art and Dick
Sarasota, May 25, 2013
The “sea” or not the “sea”: that was the question:
Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slime and odors of outrageous
fishes, Or to take arms against this sea of troubles. And by opposing, end
them, and choose a mammal or bird for auditory research instead?
To hear, to respond; No more; and by a response to say we end the heart-ache
and the thousand electrical shocks the goldfish is heir to, ‘tis a consummation
devoutly to be wish’d.
To hear, to respond; To respond, perchance correctly: ay, there’s the rub; For in
that sleep after proposal submission, what dreams may come of ‘generalists’
versus ‘specialists’ exposed to anthropogenic noise in the ocean, must give us
pause.
There’s the respect that makes calamity of so long careers; For who would bear
the whips and scorns of particle-motion theorists. The reviewer’s wrongs, the
editor’s insults, the pangs of despis-ed data, the publication delays, the insolence
of the Fish & Wildlife Service, and the spurns of mandatory revisions required
by the unworthy, When he himself might his quietus make if he truly understood
the function of the swim bladder. But, who would bear the cost of yet another
summer at Woods Hole?
To grunt and sweat under weary life, But that the dread of something after
publication, the undiscovered, earlier paper, from whose data no scientist ever
recovers, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have as last
author, than to fly to the first author position that we know not of?
Thus, hearing does make scientists of us all; And thus, the basic nature of
detection and discrimination is sicklied over with a pale cast of attentional
variables, And enterprises of great pitch and moment, such as structure-function
relationships and anatomical specializations, on account of this, are turned aside.
And lose to molecular biology.
Soft you now! Thy fair Springer Duo from Hawaii! After retirement, Be all of
Art’s and Dick’s contributions remembered!
R.J. Dooling