After rerereading Ever Since Darwin I figured I’d continue through Stephen Jay Gould’s work. His second book, THE PANDA’S THUMB: More Reflections on Natural History came out in 1980 and it feels like science is going through a transition.

In various essays Gould discusses the growing arguments for birds as direct descendants of dinosaurs and that “Down’s syndrome” is replacing “mongoloid” as a scientific term (the essay explains why the latter term was every in use). It also has an essay emphasizing a belief Gould would lean into more over the years, that intelligence is a fluke that would never have existed if things had been even slightly different. He also discusses dubious theories about brain size and intelligence which would play a larger role in his next book.
As always Gould’s a fascinating science historian. Here’s where I learned exactly what Lamarck’s theory of heredity was, who might have faked the legendary Piltdown man (a supposed missing link) and that no, the legendary geologist Charles Lyell, who argued that slow gradual processes could explain the world, was not entirely right. The title essay refers to the panda’s thumb — not a thumb like ours but an extension of its wrist bones — as an example of how natural selection and adaptation can only work with the materials they’re given.
When I first read GROWING UP WITH DICK AND JANE: Learning and Living the American Dream by Carole Kismaric and Marvin Heiferman, I found it fascinating as a look at the once legendary readers and a parallel look at childhood through the decades from the 1930 debut until they gave up the ghost in 1970 (like a lot of older “timeless” material they couldn’t keep up with the changes in society). Rereading recently, I discovered it had been hit by the suck fairy, as they say.
Partly that’s because it’s analysis of childhood and America isn’t that deep — I’ve seen much better elsewhere. Partly that’s because of how much time they spend writing profiles of the characters (Dick, Jane, baby sister Sally, their dog, their parents) when they’re two-dimensional creations who don’t need that much deep thought. Not that this is a flaw in the books — they were written to teach reading, not as literature — but they just ain’t that interesting.
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