As we dipped into this month's Seed, the magazine that tries even harder than your 9th grade Bio teacher to make science seem "hip," we were immediately riveted by E in C Adam Bly's editor's letter. As Bly casually mentions a handful of the boldfaced sci-lebrities who've graced his table, he explains the enduring allure of hosting these brilliant minds:
My role as editor of this magazine offers me few pleasures greater than sharing a meal with a fascinating scientist. It starts with the ideas on the table, certainly, but for me it's also the distinct cadence, the fluttering of the hands, the brush of the forehead, the coy grin that lets you know you're being let in on one of nature's secrets. Inspired by a friend here in New York who regularly hosts great thinkers in his home, I've even installed (with considerable effort) an oversize blackboard in my dining room for those occasions when you just need to see it in chalk.
Once you get past the insufferable pomposity, though, read it again. Is it just us, or do "fascinating scientist," "great thinkers," and, most of all, "an oversize blackboard" and "see it in chalk" seem like euphemisms for something? Ideas?