Mar 312012
 

In most of Canada and in northern and western parts of Europe, it is illegal to train a dog using live animals. In countries with these restrictions, for a dog to gain experience, they need to be taken out hunting regularly and as often as possible. However in some parts of the Middle East, Central Asia and East Asia, training dogs on live animals is still an everyday part of life where it is practical. In Russia, dogs are still being used on chained or penned animals today.

Brad Anderson sent an interesting footage of “When Bear-Training Goes Wrong”. Caution, it is not for the faint of heart. While there is no explicitly graphic details, people who consider dogs as a family member may find it disturbing.

There are a few interesting things to note here. There are a few Jadgterriers and Laikas. Notice when the bear nabbed the victim, the Russians did nothing except to attempt to persuade the bear to give up the carcass. The men could have done a lot more to save the dog, but a well-trained bear is hard to find; an inexperienced hunting dog are dime a dozen.

However that is not to say it does not happen in real life. The reason why Jadgterriers and Airedales are popular in bear-hunting is because sometimes when the bear stands to fight, most of the time they have no idea what to do with a dog with gameness. While other breeds have strong prey-drive, they do not have the same spirit per-say.

It is commonly said an experienced bear in these types of instinct test usually put on a play. These know the dogs are of no direct threat, so bears treat the ordeal as a game. if the bear is experienced enough, they are allowed to roam free; and when it is time for the trials, the dogs would chase it. Once the trial is over, the bear would come back to the humans on its own accord. It is quite a spectacle to watch.

However the bear in the video seems quite young and has not yet reached sexual maturity. There is still a while bit before the bear has nothing to fear from the dogs or his captors. And for the dog? It is certainly a well-deserved snack.

 Posted by at 6:34 pm
Feb 082012
 

There was an interesting discussion full of drivel on a dog forum filled with dog-mommies entitled “Does AKC Support Crossbreeding?”; however registering to respond to it seems to be a major drag. So instead, because countless of Europeans question why Canadians and Americans have so many dogs outside the major registries, perhaps it is better to explain why in the land of the free, people are free to make their own choices and why the American and Canadian Kennel Clubs, while they do not endorse nor recognize cross-breeding, lack the sufficient means to corral the general population.

Maybe AKC doesn't support cross breeding, but I am appauled at the fact that there are some breeders out there actively involved in 'local' kennel clubs... who show at AKC shows but yet still insist on advertsing designer breeds for sale. I was appauled that a member of the local Kennel Club breeds and shows Shih Tzu & Havanese and also sells Shih Tzu X Havanese puppies on a regular basis!!!!! And the AKC has no jurisdiction over these breeders.  I guess I am still trying to comprehend the fact tha AKC is only a registery and obviously have no code of ethics. And if they do, they are not abided by particuarly well. I looked up the code of ethics but couldn't find anything much that protects actual breeds or dogs in general.  I know this may seem naive, but I have only been in the USA for a couple years and I still am having major difficulty understanding how the biggest registry can operate this way.  The Australian National Kennel Club (ANKC)... whilst they have their problems... is a membership registry which promotes responsible ownership, breeding practices etc... Surely if the AKC were run in a similar manner and required annual membership like a breed club, would then be required to have a code of ethics similar to the ANKC which enforce rules with breeding, no cross breeding, no breeding unregistered dogs, prospective breeders must pass an open book exam before breeding a litter and registering puppies... prospective breeders must be a member for a minimum of 12 months before taking the exam....

It is quite understandable why someone who recently immigrated to the country has a hard time grasping the American way. After all, the continent is quite vast and Europe and Australia are tiny compared to the seemingly endless land.  However there is a reason to all of this madness.

First off, do not focus on a subset of breeders. Consider the audience as a whole. A great number of pure-bred breeders are living out in the rural area; and with that there are events in life where pure-bred dogs cannot always fill in the niché, especially in the realm of working and performance dogs. Not everyone who is operating outside the registry are breeding “designer dogs”.

There is a reason why there are so many mongrels in North America. Firstly, it is actually quite common for ranchers and hunters to utilize cross-bred dogs. So it is unfair to ask everyone who manages cattle for a living, courses coyotes or pursues feral hogs to give up his or her hobby of showing and breeding pure-bred dogs because they have vested interests in other aspects of their lives. Whether it is mixing Catahoula Cur with Pitbull to improve their ability to physically hold a pig, or crossing in a Greyhound or Saluki with an American Staghound for managing coyotes as pests, or back-crossing a cattle dog derived from a Border Collie to Blue Heeler to work a new strain of cattle, many people have a practical reason for producing performance-bred mongrels. In addition, it is becoming quite common for dog-sports to be the arena of inventive nature with flyball opening way to winning Border-Jacks [Border Collie-Jack Russell Terrier mix] and Border-Staffies [Border Collie-Staffordshire Bull Terrier mix] leading while aceing the Frisbee championships; or Whippet crosses stealing the diving competitions where static breeds lacking innovations within the last 150-years are losing.

If the AKC or the CKC do not allow people to breed crosses outside the registry or even sell unregistered, then anyone who has serious investment in dog sports, agriculture, hunting et cetera will be pressed to forefeit either showing their purebred dogs or working alongside their crosses. The Kennel Clubs know they cannot afford to lose memberships, so the registries do not bother rocking the boat by forcing people into the “either or” position. It is both political and financial suicide for the Clubs to become anything more than being just a registry.

It is actually much wiser to enable people to have their little showing hobby on the side with FCI-recognized breeds, while allowing them to participate in other cruicial life matters which also involve dog-ownership. Otherwise, the registries will just collapse.

Just because someone is operating outside a registry, it does not means they will commit pedigree fraud or engage in other illicit activities; nor does it mean they are being unethical. If cross-breeding is regarded as unethical because of a few bad apples, then in the fairness of tits for tats, one might as well ban dog-breeding altogether since there are just as many horrific examples of pure-bred breeders committing great sins. Bad cases make for bad laws.

Dec 132011
 

It has been a year since my first post featuring the Bull Penis Incident, about 7 days after the pup was picked up from the airport by a dear friend. The blog has undergone many format changes and took many directions.

First, I would like to thank my condescending mother, my bipolar stepdad, my half-sister who rarely calls and my deceased grandfather. God bless the hole in his head. Also, let’s not forget the little fake redhead who had an affair with me behind her boyfriend’s back. The carpet doesn’t match! What’s the deal with that? Without her, the lifelong obsession all things dogs wouldn’t have  been resparked. Oh, and let’s not forget the pothead hippie neighbour down the hall who fueled my addled brain with that dog of hers and funneled the A.D.D.-induced hyperfocus of obsessive thoughts into overdrive. Oh, and where would I be without the guy who bled out and overdosed in my living room a few years back. That was great!

Okay, okay. Enough of the dysfunctional toast. Seriously, without Riley’s breeder, I wouldn’t be here shaking hands with the Pure-Blood Brigade™; instead I probably be blogging about the poor miserable maladaptive trainwrecks featured on other blogs such as Inu-Baka. Nor would I be blogging about the heavily romanticized breeds without the Finnish Spitz, the Karelian Bear Dog, even though the owner says he’s an adopted Border Collie mix, or the Norwegian Grey Elkhound in the neigbhourhood constantly reminding me of the dog I grew up with during the angsty, inept, self-centered “everyone hates me” teenage years in the boondocks of northern Alberta, northeast British Columbia and the Northwest Territories. To you Americans, those are the corners of Canada where there’s only four months of grass.

When I started, I was just going to blog about my Riley, then it devolved into blogging about Swedish Vallhunds and Corgis; and once examples of actual working dogs within the breeds were neither here nor there– cattle dogs became an extension, then the blog regressed into primitive hunting dogs. The blog should be renamed to “Camp Wolves” or something cheesy along that line. Go figure.

For promoting my posts: Scottie Westfall of retrieverman, Christopher Landauer of Border Wars, CA of CorgiAddictGusigan‘s kennel, Julie of The Misanthropic Shiba and corgimas. Without you guys, my posts would have not gone viral.

And even though Chris is the scum of the Internet, a backyard breeder, a tool and a sell-out to the Animal Rights movement, he has provided the most thought-provoking topics in the blogosphere which very few people seriously consider. Does that guy even go out? No wonder why he’s so fat: sitting around in front of the computer all day. Anyway, some of the most serious topics on “Little Heelers” were subjected to his scrutiny and were brutally ripped apart before being published. Even though he’s a keyboarding warrior of an asshole who can’t decide between being a pinko and a libertaritard, he is actually quite a friendly giant.

Censored photograph of Retrieverman's dog, Miley the Golden Retriever, with a question mark hovering over it

"The Dogless Boy"

Now, not let’s forget Scottie Westfall. He is a real-life Encyclopedia Brown. One can ask him anything, and he will know about it. Even though he may not own a dog, he actually knows stuff. Miley, go home. Stop it, Miley– go home.

Of course, not only that, the evil cross-breeder, Jess of Desert Wind Hounds, and the weird Swede, bjarne, are the most frequent commenters. Seriously folks, leave comments. The best part about blogging is engaging in a dialogue following the post.

And Jess? What can I say about Jess Ruffner? Initally, I thought Riley’s breeder would be my mentor; but instead Jess became a surrogate. Against all conventional wisdom, she convinced me not to go for the wolf on the bag, instead beeline for nutritional homemade meals made of Chinese newspapers and bone meal; supplemented with the whole-prey model based on Wal-Mart freezer fishsticks. She also convinced me to breed Riley to a merle Cardigan bitch, seeing they are part of the same landrace and all. Except that won’t come until he’s lying on his deathbed. Gotta make sure he’s clear of cancer first.

But what’s the deal with Desert Wind Hounds? Isn’t that a trademark, or at least a copyright, violation of Silken Windhounds? Oh, I see, she’s trying to sucker people into purchasing the halfghans through false advertising. I feel sorry for the crawlers on the net. Now that I have tainted her kennel’s name… I can have all the purpose-bred coyote-hounds to myself. Sweet.

What about the brains behind the operation: the ones who wish to stay anonymous? Hats off to the Swedes who gave me clues where to look, the Finns for correcting my gaffes, the Russians for explaining how things work, and mostly– just the entire blogosphere for sending me blog-worthy content. Where would I be without them?

Let get down to business. Let see what evidences we have for social proof.

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Now there has been a lot of effort placed into this blog. A lot of sweat and bl… No, just a lot of sweat. I have been working on a self-hosted platform with CommentLuv, tandem YouTube comments, WYSIWYG comment editor and all the nifty social integrative features which consume our daily lives. However when that site will be up remains to be seen, perhaps never. Actually, a lot of this is because I am a cheap bastard who doesn’t want to folk up money for a reliable host. In the end, the blog probably would take the insecured localhost route. Oh, wait, I am a Communist bastard on a shared host exploiting a language associated with socialism as a blog title. Nevermind, I sold myself out to a libertarian in the States.

But please do take advantage of the Resources page. Oh, and of the intriguing articles published on an hourly basis– courtesy of bundle feature by the Google empire. Just take a look to the right, right under the blogrolls. If it’s all overwhelming, and you want to check out the individual blogs, consult here. There are about 108-plus individual feeds being streamed; only a small fraction of what is in my Google Reader.

Some final words. You know who the coolest people are? Unlike the jock sniffer who writes about falconry and pitbulls, the Letts family are actually out there everyday with their falcons and hawks in Nainamo employed under PK Bird Control Services. They took me in their arms like the family I never had and helped me move to British Columbia from Alberta. Go support them, folks.

And in a province full of misguided hipsters, naive hippies, stupid rednecks and squirrel-eating hillbillies, it gets lonely sometimes. There are the rare exceptionals who are inbetween both worlds– sure, a bit neurotic sometimes, but sane: chow down on some turnspit dumbos at Annie B. Mice.

And of course, without DJ of Menagerie Meanderings as my emotional crutch, I wouldn’t be here.

Enough of the shameless plugs. It has been a great year. Thanks for all the support, good night and drive safe, ladies and gentlemen.

Nov 212011
 

Recently, one of the hunting dogs I came to admire was debarked. His voice was very hoarse; barely audible with 50 yards compared to about a click and a half or more before the procedure. It bothered me, and it still does. For a long time, why the guts considered it an offending act was puzzling.

Now, the practice of debarking is quite common in North America as more and more people are enforcing noise disturbance laws.  Most people love their dogs and surrendering them is unfathomable. While it is not necessarily a problem with small companion dogs, it is the independent ones that are of concern.

Now, debarking is a very simple procedure and many dogs don’t realize they have been debarked; as we currently understand canine psychology,  at worst, the dogs merely only believe they have a cold or a tickling of the throat. How this done is simply by snipping the vocal cord, or cauterizing it with laser. There is very little blood, if any at all, seldom anesthesia is required and the dog is back to its normal self within the hour. It is not that complex. It’s quick and painless.

Being said, there are nations which haven’t been far removed from their hunting roots who can control their excessively noisy dog in a crowded apartment complex or in an oversaturated suburbia. Unfortunately, most on this side of the pond are forced to carry out such minor procedures to skirt confrontations with the Homeowner’s Associations and landlords with little or no time for corrections due to hectic pace of life.

Now, even with the consideration debarking is a painless and harmless procedure, i still contend it could be considered as a form of animal cruelty. One may argue it is done out of necessity to own a hunting breed in the city. Actually, it is not a necessity to own a hunting dog at all– let alone pander to one’s exotic tastes.

So why could it be considered as neglect if one debarks a dog? Anyone with a hunting breed will tell you they wander and they are crafty enough to escape the attention of their owners, even while on a leash. They will find a way.

When these bold dogs are out of sight of the owners, they tend to bay up critters; or they will cross path with a hungry courageous being which has been stalking the dog. Hardly a hypothetical situation. At one point or another, a dog will run into a predator or an aggressive ungulate. Now, barking is a natural sentry reaction toward other animals. In such event, while canines know their limits, owners are obligated to assist their dog in dissolving the scenario by coming to their distress or by asserting it is okay to back off. So, it actually quite cruel to subject a debarked dog to such, often accidental and unintentional, situations.

Even if there is no large game to corner, free-roaming dogs get stuck in odd places: a crevice within the rockface, on a rotting log in middle of  a lake and so on. In this day and age of radio telemetry and GPS collars, sometimes the only times a dog can be recovered is to listen for the pitiful howling and whimpers.

It is not the case of “what ifs” with any independent-thinking individuals, but rather “when will it”. The way these dogs are wired is something that cannot be ignored Even if the owner is not a hunter, adhering to the peace-loving philosophy, the dog is not going to bend to the will of his master. Expecting otherwise is being in denial of a dog’s true nature.

In most cases, it is highly unlikely the average dog owner will ever face such a  problematic issue. However with exceptional dogs, calculating the risks should be factored in.

 Posted by at 4:00 pm
Oct 162011
 

Growing up, my mother was very into sciences; however because she is largely illiterate, she often relies on anecdotes which lend itself to alternative methods such as the blood-type diet, naturopathy, chiropractic et cetera. At one point, she was anti-vaccine because I was one of the few who did not receive the benefit of the meningitis shot; and fell under a spell from the side-effects for a year. The statistical possibilities of the vaccine causing averse reaction is astronomically low, even perchance a reoccurrence is extraordinary unlikely. There is no reason whatsoever to reject the principle of immunology. To make the matters even more bizarre, when I slipped into situational depression for about four years after academically studying the folly of human nature, she suggested a host of treatments which made little sense: testosterone injections, B12 supplements, sunlight therapy, gluten-free diet, sugar pills; all of these were completely irrelevant because it wasn’t the chemistry that was off, but rather it was the refusal to help oneself. Thinking back, it is rather unfortunate she only has a 4th grade education because she really is a brilliant woman who would had benefited from educating herself.

Of course, reasoning with my own mother was futile; which always inevitably leads to a nervous breakdown about how no one values her opinions. So, it was one of those things a child learned to put up with and seek mentorship elsewhere. Again, it is one of those scenarios of “well, if her parents valued school to achieve higher education [...] people won’t be so quick to discard the wisdom.”

Sadly, I see the same psuedo-sciences such as the raw diet, natural rearing, herbalism, aromatherapy et al occurring among my own peers. For a long time, it was puzzling to see why people buy into the New Age medicine until I started looking into how medical researches are conducted. No wonder why we have so many loony people today buying into stuff like homeopathy, the paleo diet and so on, the studies themselves don’t publish the full results or the potential biases. To make it even odder, when contested about the absence of data, many of the people who tout these scientific claims retorted “that’s what you believe!” Sorry, sweetie, relativism have no place when it comes to one’s health.

Recently, a contact sent me a lecture which accurately describes what is going on: Ben Goldacre touched on the distortion of science which gave rise to some really wacky claims on the Internet and among the peons.

Transcript

So I’m a doctor, but I kind of slipped sideways into research, and now I’m an epidemiologist. And nobody really knows what epidemiology is. Epidemiology is the science of how we know in the real world if something is good for you or bad for you. And it’s best understood through example as the science of those crazy, wacky newspaper headlines. And these are just some of the examples.

These are from the Daily Mail. Every country in the world has a newspaper like this. It has this bizarre, ongoing philosophical project of dividing all the inanimate objects in the world into the ones that either cause or prevent cancer. So here are some of the things they said cause cancer recently: divorce, Wi-Fi, toiletries and coffee. Here are some of the things they say prevents cancer: crusts, red pepper, licorice and coffee. So already you can see there are contradictions. Coffee both causes and prevents cancer. And as you start to read on, you can see that maybe there’s some kind of political veilance behind some of this. So for women, housework prevents breast cancer, but for men, shopping could make you impotent. So we know that we need to start unpicking the science behind this.

And what I hope to show is that unpicking dodgy claims, unpicking the evidence behind dodgy claims, isn’t a kind of nasty carping activity; it’s socially useful, but it’s also an extremely valuable explanatory tool. Because real science is all about critically appraising the evidence for somebody else’s position. That’s what happens in academic journals. That’s what happens at academic conferences. The Q&A session after a post-op presents data is often a blood bath. And nobody minds that. We actively welcome it. It’s like a consenting intellectual S&M activity. So what I’m going to show you is all of the main things, all of the main features of my discipline — evidence-based medicine. And I will talk you through all of these and demonstrate how they work, exclusively using examples of people getting stuff wrong.

So we’ll start with the absolute weakest form of evidence known to man, and that is authority. In science, we don’t care how many letters you have after your name. In science, we want to know what your reasons are for believing something. How do you know that something is good for us or bad for us? But we’re also unimpressed by authority, because it’s so easy to contrive. This is somebody called Dr. Gillian McKeith Ph.D, or, to give her full medical title, Gillian McKeith. (Laughter) Again, every country has somebody like this. She is our TV diet guru. She has massive five series of prime-time television, giving out very lavish and exotic health advice. She, it turns out, has a non-accredited correspondence course Ph.D. from somewhere in America. She also boasts that she’s a certified professional member of the American Association of Nutritional Consultants, which sounds very glamorous and exciting. You get a certificate and everything. This one belongs to my dead cat Hetti. She was a horrible cat. You just go to the website, fill out the form, give them $60, and it arrives in the post. Now that’s not the only reason that we think this person is an idiot. She also goes and says things like, you should eat lots of dark green leaves, because they contain lots of chlorophyll, and that will really oxygenate your blood. And anybody who’s done school biology remembers that chlorophyll and chloroplasts only make oxygen in sunlight, and it’s quite dark in your bowels after you’ve eaten spinach.

Next, we need proper science, proper evidence. So, “Red wine can help prevent breast cancer.” This is a headline from the Daily Telegraph in the U.K. “A glass of red wine a day could help prevent breast cancer.” So you go and find this paper, and what you find is it is a real piece of science. It is a description of the changes in one enzyme when you drip a chemical extracted from some red grape skin onto some cancer cells in a dish on a bench in a laboratory somewhere. And that’s a really useful thing to describe in a scientific paper, but on the question of your own personal risk of getting breast cancer if you drink red wine, it tells you absolutely bugger all. Actually, it turns out that your risk of breast cancer actually increases slightly with every amount of alcohol that you drink. So what we want is studies in real human people.

And here’s another example. This is from Britain’s leading diet and nutritionist in the Daily Mirror, which is our second biggest selling newspaper. “An Australian study in 2001 found that olive oil in combination with fruits, vegetables and pulses offers measurable protection against skin wrinklings.” And then they give you advice: “If you eat olive oil and vegetables, you’ll have fewer skin wrinkles.” And they very helpfully tell you how to go and find the paper. So you go and find the paper, and what you find is an observational study. Obviously nobody has been able to go back to 1930, get all the people born in one maternity unit, and half of them eat lots of fruit and veg and olive oil, and then half of them eat McDonald’s, and then we see how many wrinkles you’ve got later.

You have to take a snapshot of how people are now. And what you find is, of course, people who eat veg and olive oil have fewer skin wrinkles. But that’s because people who eat fruit and veg and olive oil, they’re freaks, they’re not normal, they’re like you; they come to events like this. They are posh, they’re wealthy, they’re less likely to have outdoor jobs, they’re less likely to do manual labor, they have better social support, they’re less likely to smoke — so for a whole host of fascinating, interlocking social, political and cultural reasons, they are less likely to have skin wrinkles. That doesn’t mean that it’s the vegetables or the olive oil.

(Laughter)

So ideally what you want to do is a trial. And everybody thinks they’re very familiar with the idea of a trial. Trials are very old. The first trial was in the Bible — Daniel 1:12. It’s very straightforward — you take a bunch of people, you split them in half, you treat one group one way, you treat the other group the other way, and a little while later, you follow them up and see what happened to each of them. So I’m going to tell you about one trial, which is probably the most well-reported trial in the U.K. news media over the past decade. And this is the trial of fish oil pills. And the claim was fish oil pills improve school performance and behavior in mainstream children. And they said, “We’ve done a trial. All the previous trials were positive, and we know this one’s gonna be too.” That should always ring alarm bells. Because if you already know the answer to your trial, you shouldn’t be doing one. Either you’ve rigged it by design, or you’ve got enough data so there’s no need to randomize people anymore.

So this is what they were going to do in their trial. They were taking 3,000 children, they were going to give them all these huge fish oil pills, six of them a day, and then a year later, they were going to measure their school exam performance and compare their school exam performance against what they predicted their exam performance would have been if they hadn’t had the pills. Now can anybody spot a flaw in this design? And no professors of clinical trial methodology are allowed to answer this question. So there’s no control; there’s no control group. But that sounds really techie. That’s a technical term. The kids got the pills, and then their performance improved.

What else could it possibly be if it wasn’t the pills? They got older. We all develop over time. And of course, also there’s the placebo effect. The placebo effect is one of the most fascinating things in the whole of medicine. It’s not just about taking a pill, and your performance and your pain getting better. It’s about our beliefs and expectations. It’s about the cultural meaning of a treatment. And this has been demonstrated in a whole raft of fascinating studies comparing one kind of placebo against another. So we know, for example, that two sugar pills a day are a more effective treatment for getting rid of gastric ulcers than one sugar pill. Two sugar pills a day beats one sugar pill a day. And that’s an outrageous and ridiculous finding, but it’s true. We know from three different studies on three different types of pain that a saltwater injection is a more effective treatment for pain than taking a sugar pill, taking a dummy pill that has no medicine in it — not because the injection or the pills do anything physically to the body, but because an injection feels like a much more dramatic intervention. So we know that our beliefs and expectations can be manipulated, which is why we do trials where we control against a placebo — where one half of the people get the real treatment and the other half get placebo.

But that’s not enough. What I’ve just shown you are examples of the very simple and straightforward ways that journalists and food supplement pill peddlers and naturopaths can distort evidence for their own purposes. What I find really fascinating is that the pharmaceutical industry uses exactly the same kinds of tricks and devices, but slightly more sophisticated versions of them, in order to distort the evidence that they give to doctors and patients, and which we use to make vitally important decisions.

So firstly, trials against placebo: everybody thinks they know that a trial should be a comparison of your new drug against placebo. But actually in a lot of situations that’s wrong. Because often we already have a very good treatment that is currently available, so we don’t want to know that your alternative new treatment is better than nothing. We want to know that it’s better than the best currently available treatment that we have. And yet, repeatedly, you consistently see people doing trials still against placebo. And you can get license to bring your drug to market with only data showing that it’s better than nothing, which is useless for a doctor like me trying to make a decision.

But that’s not the only way you can rig your data. You can also rig your data by making the thing you compare your new drug against really rubbish. You can give the competing drug in too low a dose, so that people aren’t properly treated. You can give the competing drug in too high a dose, so that people get side effects. And this is exactly what happened which antipsychotic medication for schizophrenia. 20 years ago, a new generation of antipsychotic drugs were brought in and the promise was that they would have fewer side effects. So people set about doing trials of these new drugs against the old drugs, but they gave the old drugs in ridiculously high doses — 20 milligrams a day of haloperidol. And it’s a foregone conclusion, if you give a drug at that high a dose, that it will have more side effects and that your new drug will look better.

10 years ago, history repeated itself, interestingly, when risperidone, which was the first of the new-generation antipscyhotic drugs, came off copyright, so anybody could make copies. Everybody wanted to show that their drug was better than risperidone, so you see a bunch of trials comparing new antipsychotic drugs against risperidone at eight milligrams a day. Again, not an insane dose, not an illegal dose, but very much at the high end of normal. And so you’re bound to make your new drug look better. And so it’s no surprise that overall, industry-funded trials are four times more likely to give a positive result than independently sponsored trials.

But — and it’s a big but — (Laughter) it turns out, when you look at the methods used by industry-funded trials, that they’re actually better than independently sponsored trials. And yet, they always manage to to get the result that they want. So how does this work? How can we explain this strange phenomenon? Well it turns out that what happens is the negative data goes missing in action; it’s withheld from doctors and patients. And this is the most important aspect of the whole story. It’s at the top of the pyramid of evidence. We need to have all of the data on a particular treatment to know whether or not it really is effective. And there are two different ways that you can spot whether some data has gone missing in action. You can use statistics, or you can use stories. I personally prefer statistics, so that’s what I’m going to do first.

This is something called funnel plot. And a funnel plot is a very clever way of spotting if small negative trials have disappeared, have gone missing in action. So this is a graph of all of the trials that have been done on a particular treatment. And as you go up towards the top of the graph, what you see is each dot is a trial. And as you go up, those are the bigger trials, so they’ve got less error in them. So they’re less likely to be randomly false positives, randomly false negatives. So they all cluster together. The big trials are closer to the true answer. Then as you go further down at the bottom, what you can see is, over on this side, the spurious false negatives, and over on this side, the spurious false positives. If there is publication bias, if small negative trials have gone missing in action, you can see it on one of these graphs. So you can see here that the small negative trials that should be on the bottom left have disappeared. This is a graph demonstrating the presence of publication bias in studies of publication bias. And I think that’s the funniest epidemiology joke that you will ever hear.

That’s how you can prove it statistically, but what about stories? Well they’re heinous, they really are. This is a drug called reboxetine. This is a drug that I myself have prescribed to patients. And I’m a very nerdy doctor. I hope I try to go out of my way to try and read and understand all the literature. I read the trials on this. They were all positive. They were all well-conducted. I found no flaw. Unfortunately, it turned out, that many of these trials were withheld. In fact, 76 percent of all of the trials that were done on this drug were withheld from doctors and patients. Now if you think about it, if I tossed a coin a hundred times, and I’m allowed to withhold from you the answers half the times, then I can convince you that I have a coin with two heads. If we remove half of the data, we can never know what the true effect size of these medicines is.

And this is not an isolated story. Around half of all of the trial data on antidepressants has been withheld, but it goes way beyond that. The Nordic Cochrane Group were trying to get a hold of the data on that to bring it all together. The Cochrane Groups are an international nonprofit collaboration that produce systematic reviews of all of the data that has ever been shown. And they need to have access to all of the trial data. But the companies withheld that data from them, and so did the European Medicines Agency for three years.

This is a problem that is currently lacking a solution. And to show how big it goes, this is a drug called Tamiflu, which governments around the world have spent billions and billions of dollars on. And they spend that money on the promise that this is a drug which will reduce the rate of complications with flu. We already have the data showing that it reduces the duration of your flu by a few hours. But I don’t really care about that. Governments don’t care about that. I’m very sorry if you have the flu, I know it’s horrible, but we’re not going to spend billions of dollars trying to reduce the duration of your flu symptoms by half a day. We prescribe these drugs, we stockpile them for emergencies on the understanding that they will reduce the number of complications, which means pneumonia and which means death. The infectious diseases Cochrane Group, which are based in Italy, has been trying to get the full data in a usable form out of the drug companies so that they can make a full decision about whether this drug is effective or not, and they’ve not been able to get that information. This is undoubtedly the single biggest ethical problem facing medicine today. We cannot make decisions in the absence of all of the information.

So it’s a little bit difficult from there to spin in some kind of positive conclusion. But I would say this: I think that sunlight is the best disinfectant. All of these things are happening in plain sight, and they’re all protected by a force field of tediousness. And I think, with all of the problems in science, one of the best things that we can do is to lift up the lid, finger around in the mechanics and peer in.

Thank you very much.

(Applause)

 Posted by at 4:00 pm
Oct 092011
 

On the old blog, the idea of Sunday Blasphemy as stolen from Brett Booth of Demonpuppy as part of a rubber-duck experiment in finding a place in the universe. However the attempt to maintain this ceased when it was rationalized one’s spirituality has no bearing on politics. Wrong, personal views have everything to do with how one interprets the world. Futhermore, the name “Prick-Eared” was chosen as a way to remove oneself from the implied dog-centric suggestion “Little Heelers” harboured.

However, blogging about dogs is tiring; and there are ideas in this noggins which are never really expressed in real life. Besides, since everyone is self-entitled to being intelligent with a university degree as proof these days, it is impossible to have an actual discussion. No wonder why people prefer to reduce themselves to hockey, sex and drugs. It wouldn’t hurt to diverge from time to time.

Yesterday, PZ Myers on his Freethought blog decided to revive C.C. Moore’s tradition of publishing letters in a newspaper, which can now be found in Letters of an Atheist Nation. Instead of submitting a revised essay to Myers, I decided to push a draft on this blog.

Growing up in a Mennonite household, I was raised ignorant of the Bible. Sure, there might be children’s books on Moses or the Garden of Eden lying about, but so were many other moralistic stories derived from First Nations mythologies, fear-mongering tales from the Great North passed down through generations of Inuits and lessons were learnt from Aesop’s Fables; which all peppered everyone’s childhood. However, like many credobaptists, my mother believed religions and politics were not to be discussed at the dinner table, and it was a personal affair. Personal affairs, indeed. Now, depending on the family, politics and religions could be introduced upon the Age of Reason. For some, this could be as early as 12, or just before it’s time to move out. She chose to hide our ethnicity and religious backgrounds until about two years into college. Fear of religious prosecution by the evangelists and fear of being called a heathen among our own kind was the primary motivator. As a result, an atheist was raised.

However attempts to instill religious values did not go unheeded. It was with great persistence, the adults tried to teach the values of the Bible; but they could not answer the questions of the curious mind of a child who always asked “Why?” When it became obvious the educators became hostile, Biblical studies was dropped as it became obvious most people parrot the Holy Book; and if a child is not satisfied with the explanations he had received, it is not a good source of literature to teach. So, from the get-go, I was rather scientifically-orientated.

But when contested, I wasn’t mature enough to defend my position. Growing up in Alberta, there were many fundamentalists; and some of them were quite intelligent who used science to tailor their beliefs. Oddly, the best allies in the name of atheism were a Jenovah’s Witness, who I suspect doesn’t really buy into the doctrine but converted for a different reason, and an American draft dodger. Nevertheless, atheism was tightly associated with anti-Semitism; and if the fact Hitler was a professed Catholic in his opus magnum, Mein Kampf, was made known, then such accusation would had been quickly put down. Also, quantum physics was often used as proof God exists which seemed bizarre to me since the argument could be applied to any deity; but philosophy was not my forte, so the Russell’s Teapot argument didn’t enter the picture. So, while shots were fired, the defense weren’t well fortified.

By the time the Mennonite origin was revealed, the post-modernist doctrine infested liberal arts and has began to infiltrated the sciences; and its relativist agenda slowly crept into the corners of every classroom. Grappled by the notion every truth is of equal merit, it was a struggle finding a place in the world as an agnostic; since after all, if everything is relative, surely there must be something to the idea of a Creator even if it is indeed the Flying Spaghetti Monster. Isn’t that what our professors would like to experiment with? To be honest, philosophy was a struggle. The course was a breeze, but the only thing which made sense was David Hume, Karl Popper and Chomsky; everything else was wishy-washy. It became extremely difficult not to discard the course as bullshit, and run the risk of being failed by an already pissant Teacher Assistant. See, the name of the game for every Undergraduate is to stay on the good side of the Teacher Assistant. Thou shall not think for himself. As a result, for the next few years, I remained enstrangled about mankind’s place in the universe.

There was never a rejection of a Christian God; because there was no Abrahamic God to begin with. When presented with the idea of a deity at a young age, it was immediately questioned why one religion is more valid than any other religions. After all, I knew Yahweh created Adam and Eve, but the Raven also created the world; so did the muskrat. Why is Christianity or Islam is more right than Hinduism or Buddhism? Or even Taoism and folk religions? Everyone is striding in faith. Isn’t easier just to make peace with the possibility they are all equally invalid? It’s time to check into a system which is self-correcting.

That is not to say the Bible wasn’t read. I bought the Qu’ran upon checking into campus the first day and started reading it. When placed side by side with the Bible, the Qu’ran is actually a more humane scripture. The Christian concept of God is a dick compared to the Muslim concept of the same deity. The religious laws, however, never sat well with me. Daoism was an interesting experiment; and so was neopaganism. So, a spiritual journey did take place.

As a reformed agnostic in University, it had a weird effect. While conceding a supernatural being might exists, the blame game came along since someone oughta be accountable because an individual can only do so much. In addition, other people’s failures were taken personally. It took a few years before consoling with science re-entered the misanthropic picture. Delightedly, upon picking up the slack on the latest data and theories explaining people’s behaviours as a collective, I became more people-positive; and hope for humanity’s future was restored.

That being said, there is no place for post-modernism in the academia, nor in the real world. Science is rooted in facts. There is nothing grey about the hard sciences. The reason why relativism arose is because the authorities have participated in fraudulent activities and lied to the general public, thus screwing us over; and people cheer for sticking it to the man. So while sentiments of anti-intellectualism are valid; the actions are not. It is unfortunate political correctness runs amok and shifted the sciences from explaining discoveries and questioning the consequences to educating people how not to do things. There is a place for relativism, and it lies in resolving uncertainties. It does not however have a place in determining facts.

My stance? There is no creator. We neither can prove nor disprove the concept of a supernatural being. However, the odds of improbability of a creator is so high, it would quickly destabilize the engines of the Heart of Gold and send it into oblivion. Just because a teapot could be floating in space orbiting somewhere, does that means we all have to rush out to start a cult of worshipping a celestial teapot? It is absolutely absurd. What about the origin of the universe? The Big Bang is the first recorded moment of time we know of. Everything before the Big Bang was eradicated in the process. After all, there are two schools of thought, one seem to be pointing the compass toward the cosmological model of an oscillating universe; this has a philosophical appeal to many people. The other follows the fate of a heat death where the universe continues to expand until it is too cold to sustain life. Both theories have weight behind them, one relying on loop quantum gravity to support it; and the other rests on the laws of thermodynamics. Stephen Hawkings highlighted the rivalry, “Personally, I’m sure that the universe began with a hot Big Bang. But will it go on forever? If not, how will it end? I’m much less certain about that. The expansion of the universe spreads everything out, but gravity tries to pull it all back together again. Our destiny depends on which force will win.” Regardless, as Carl Sagan said, “The cosmos is all that is or ever was or ever will be.” Carl Sagan’s answer to the question of the cosmos is strangely satisfying; nor is there anything bleak about it, but rather there’s a beauty in such simplicity.

Evolution is bleak? Nature is too gory and ruthless? Fear not, child, if our ancestors did not have the altruism of kinship built into our genetic code, constantly being selected for, then we would not be here. One can find similar examples of kinship, mutualism and symbiotic relationships all over the animal kingdom. If this does not offer a glimmer of hope, lend me your ears.

Every one of us is the result of an unbroken lineage because our ancestors adapted and reproduced successfully. Each individual born in the world won the lottery of gene recombination, implantation rejections and miscarriages of having a shot at leading a fulfilling life. We all benefit from lending hands to one another. Society is founded upon ideas handed down to us by the geniuses of the past, and the previous generations sponsored these ideas and to prosper. These systems are built upon the backs of labourers and supported by the pillars of agriculture. Our legacies are recorded and is passed onto our children and the remaniements are left behind for future generations to discover. Cultures and values are passed on and gradually change with time. As one can plainly see, even the childless are still contributing to our race. Even if human civilization ceases to exist, we give way to new species; and ultimately after the demise of the planet, our molecules continue on in another form. A world devoid of magical-thinking is neither morose, nihilistic nor self-destructive, the future is bright and promising. The wondrous beauty of nature and mysteries of space and time is something to behold, to be revered, and to explore; even if they are beyond the grasp of our understanding. One doesn’t need God to give hope, continuity does. It is selling ourselves short to attempt to explain the gaps with the supernatural.

However it seems rather ridiculous to reconcile as an agnostic. In essence, we are all agnostics. Some are certain there is a god or goddess; yet rejects all other possibilities. Others are open to the possibility there might not be a creator or a deity. However atheists liberated themselves of the internal conflict by removing the question from the picture altogether.

 Posted by at 4:00 pm
Oct 032011
 

One of the criticisms surrounding the dog’s eye view of breeding stemming from an earlier post, “Re-framing”, is it  either paints them as social parasites or strips down their best assets to veneer. Both are the furthest from the truth.

In fact, the re-framed perceptive is not really from the dog’s point of view. No life-form has control over its own fate. The English Bulldog didn’t ask to be in the state it’s presently in. The Neapolitan Mastiff doesn’t desire to drown in its own folds. They are simply genetically programmed to be that way. It is more accurate to say it’s from the DNA’s point of view.

The cold hard truth is we are all vessels for our genes. All living things only exist as vehicles to replicate themselves. The problem is this implies genes are selfish. They are not; that’s anthromorphism. Thinking of genes as such leads to dangerous ideologies with unforeseen consequences.

Genes are not conscious. They don’t will themselves into existence. They are either there or they are not; and either those genes will succeed in replicating themselves or the collective fails to thrive. In no way can they predict dead-ends.

Let’s go back to the basics: physics is constantly struggling to reach an equilibrium; molecules are bound to the laws of physics; molecules attempt to stabilize themselves through chemical reactions; DNA are made up of chemicals; DNA replicates because it is a stable form for molecules to bond. Therefore, the final product is stable within its environment, and evolution is a force which allows the population to re-stabilize. In turn, artificial selection is a form of co-evolution.

To tie it back with the dogs: the English Bulldog only exists because its environment permits the current form. Saying the English Bulldog is meant to be tortured in order to be pampered is like saying cattle willingly go to the slaughter because their existence rests solely on cultivation. They don’t. It’s just how reality pans out.

It is also grasping at straws dogs are not aware of their own existence. It is like saying humans are not aware of their short-comings. If when we interact with others, our weak areas become obvious, then dogs are also aware of their limitations. If the English Bulldog could breathe, they would take it. However they know they cannot make things better, so they do the best in what they do– catering to their owners.

The best example of illustrating how dogs are aware of their limitations is how a pack of hounds are constructed for the purpose of chasing cougars or bears. Oftentimes, Airedale Terriers and Coonhounds or Plott Hounds are paired together. The job of the Hound is to keep track of the game in order to keep the pressure on the run and to bay. The Hound takes the backseat to the Terrier when the cat or the bear takes the final stand. It is the Terrier’s job to confuse their foe to prevent the end-game from being a massacre. The two works beautifully together making up for each others’ weaknesses.

The same can be said about many dogs and stability within their nichés: Border Collies are best tailored competing in sheep-trials; the English Shepherds inhabit small farms; the Saluki excels in coursing; the Curs are well-rounded for the non-affluent; and the English Bulldog are well-cared for under owners doting over them. If the individual are unable to fulfill their niché, they spill over into neighbouring niches. If related niches cannot be found, they cease to exist.

It’s why breeds are dynamic. It is safe to say most Border Collies are enrolled in a sport of some sort. Unlike their predecessors, the Finnish Spitz now specializes in treeing. Similarly, the sensitive nature of the Golden Retriever lends to their excellence as service dogs. There’s no shame in shift of purposes as it is what enables the dogs to continue their existence.

That being said, the gene-centric view explains many behaviours why dogs are the way they are in their coalition with mankind. However to fullly grasp the awesome power it habours, we first must look past our tendency to humanize the unconscious.

In fact,  the gene selection theory can be generalized. Dogs engage in pack dynamics because it divides the labour. They are altruistic; not because there is a hidden agenda where the individual self-benefits, but because it keeps the environment stable for them to thrive. The interdependence of one individual with another is for the whole of the species. Otherwise there is no foundation to build on.

With the genetic point of view in mind, it is pitiful none of us can truly ever shake off our perception. There is so much potential left untouched.

 Posted by at 4:00 pm
Sep 242011
 

It seems unreasonable to ask people to read a few books, so a rudimentary documentary will have to do. “Nice Guys Finish First” by BBC Horizon is a good place to start.

For those without access to spoken English: it took awhile to find a video which is subtitled or captioned in full, but there is one. Google Translate does a half-assed job of transcribing or translating the Portuguese softsub, but it’s bearable.

There are people who cannot view videos, so please ask via e-mail for supplementary materials; a transcript is available.

Enjoy.

Sep 192011
 

I am willing take the fall for this. If the co-author wishes to reveal her- or his identity, then by all means go ahead.

This satire was written a few months ago when shit really hits the fan for the Neapolitan Mastiff owners on Jemima Harrison’s Pedigree Dogs Exposed blog. For awhile, I considered not publishing this; but initially, this was co-authored with someone else and the travesty was meant to be leaked anonymously on a list-serv for circulation around the net; then pekingeseman from Pedigree Dogs Are Fine showed up, and threw the timing off, so it was never pushed. Such dry humour shouldn’t be seen in the same vein as excessively over-the-top caricatures.

However, in hindsight, there is not much to lose by publishing these fictional works villianizing the ribbon-chasers. Sadly, I wish I could say these are entirely fictional, but if I chose to directly re-post some of the things said in closed groups on Facebook and on forums, which would makes anyone vomit in their mouth, most people would dismiss the atrocities as lampoons; but truth really is stranger than fiction. The fictional works seem more realistic than reality in these cases, and thus are easier to stomach.

Why publish these if I might be ostracized? First off, breeders will always be in the marginal minority and are at the mercy of tax-paying pet owners. Judgement Day will come. Secondly, if I really need a dose of testosterone and actually feel compelled to possess a mastiff-type, there are already a few Livestock Guardian breeders out there, ranging from Great Pyrennes and Spanish Mastiff to Anatolian Shepherds and Caucasian Ovcharkas, who are more than glad to help me gets my rocks off. The people who breed these shepherd-types know they cannot afford to lose ties with the agricultural community as most urban districts are not appropriate homes. So there are self-checks in place.

However since I seem to have good rapport amongst both most show-ring spitz owners and among the purpose-bred breeders, might as well put this one out there. I am sorry, but if someone can turn an aboriginal strain of a landrace, which the Cane Corso also originates from, into a dog resembling Ron Jeremy’s scrotum, they deserve to be ridiculed.

I give you…

Shorter Is Better

5 blue-dilute mastiff puppies in a yard running toward the camera.

Beautiful, cute puppies.

Internationally, Animal Rights activists are claiming Neapolitan Mastiffs have a life expectancy of 2 point 33 years. This is factually wrong. The survey was done by the United Kingdom’s Kennel Club and only 9 of 90 sent out were returned. This is not universal.

USNMC CH Ironstone Bittume, bred by Dr. Sherilyn Allen and owned by Rosemary Rosensteel, lived to be over 12 years of age. She was one of the offspring of NMCA CH Islero del Bonrampino and Ironstone Andiama. Islero lived to be over 9 as did Andiama. All were large and type for their time.

While the Neapolitan Mastiffs in the United States of America are relatively long-lived, in Britain, the Neapolitan became popular among chavs. It became ethical to breed for short life expectancy to deter the youths from using these as status symbols and to spare the mature dogs of a harsh and perilous life of neglects and absence of veterinary care.

Good breeders should not be burdened to feed and care for dogs after their show career is over and dried up on the breeding circuit. With the Animal Rights people fighting at every turn to take our dogs away, a dog with a short lifespan is a blessing.

The majority of puppy buyers purchasing from a petstore are not ready for the burden of a life-time commitment to dog ownership. However petstores obtain their stocks from puppy-mills. It is an obligation to provide inquirers an alternative and safer venue with health guarantees. We are giving them a shot of having joys of puppyhood, and sparing them the mundane years of owning an senior dog.

The flame that burns twice as bright, burns half as long. And the Neapolitan Mastiffs burn so very very brightly.

— Deedee, United Kingdom


Images

Flickr. “We are coming” Accessed March 10, 2011. http://www.flickr.com/photos/22388776@N06/2156460667/ [Image: Nancyk2008]