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Intuition: Allegra Goodman

Intuition: Allegra Goodman

Intuition by Allegra Goodman

Intuition by Allegra Goodman

A few weeks ago, the New York Times ran an article on Lab Lit, Where Science Fiction Meets the Real World. I tried to read “State of Wonder” by Ann Patchett (2011) which attempted to take me into the jungles of the Amazon where a researcher investigating a promising new fertility drug has gone missing, but I hated Patchett’s best-selling “Bel Canto” and could not get farther than page 50 of “States of Wonder.

Happily, I really liked Allegra Goodman’s “Intuition” (2006), which deals with fraud in a biotech lab. Ms. Goodman did some of her research in a lab at the Whitehead Institute for Biomedical Research in Cambridge, and she demonstrates how questionable results can make it onto the record, despite the good intentions of the scientist involved. It took me back to my years in Massachusetts when I was married to a candidate for a Ph.D. in Environmental Engineering.

The others in his Environmental Engineering program included entomologists studying gypsy moths. He did not get the doctorate. After I left him, he got kicked out of the program for falsifying his data. I was not the one who turned him in. It was the pretty lab technician he was bonking, the one who already had a child out of wedlock when she met him. Sure, I knew he was falsifying data when he was about two years into the program. I saw him sitting at the table in our bedroom in Graduate Student Housing filling in lab data sheets. Sure, I knew he was cheating when I found women’s underwear smaller than my size on that same the bedroom floor.

I had been a biologist for my first two years of college and I knew the rules. I asked him what he was doing and he growled at me. I shrank back and disappeared.

When one does not have an independent source of support, when one is financially dependent on the person who is lying, one can make some destructive decisions. That is an underlying theme of “Intuition”.

Allegra Goodman draws clearly defined personalities that really drive the action. Dr. Glass, the marketing half of the research lab, is a successful, wealthy, practicing M.D. who “embraced mythology. He was an oncologist. He understood the uses of enchantment.”

The prime mover of the lab is Dr. Marion Mendelssohn, a brilliant researcher committed to finding the truth but who is hobbbled by her introversion. When they are hauled before a congressional committee to defend work in their lab, Dr. Glass spurs Marion to defend herself. “Stop acting guilty when you’re not. Stop dreading everything when you have nothing to fear.”

The strong characterization would make this novel a candidate for a movie, but the ending is a lot like true life. And not a Hollywood ending. In real life, the good guys don’t always win, but that doesn’t necessarily mean the bad guys win.

Sometimes being right costs you everything.

How important is it to be right? As my friend Beth once asked, “Would you rather be right or be happy?” I saw the dismay creep into her face as I struggled with what she thought was an easy question.

I identified with the researcher who was committed to the truth, to being right. And I laugh at my glee, realizing that my cheating husband was kicked out of his Ph.D. program because the slatternly lab tech turned on him.

Merry Christmas 2012

Merry Christmas 2012

Puerto Rico 1951. We are both missing a front tooth.

Puerto Rico 1951. We are both missing a front tooth.


We had just moved to Puerto Rico and everything seemed a little strange. Peggy was a tiny baby, just two months old and I had just turned 6 one week before when I got the cowgirl boots. It was a strange Christmas because it wasn’t cold. I got a Hopalong Cassidy cowgirl outfit for Christmas and I loved it so much, especially the boots! I ran to the playground to show it off to my friend who also had a new cowgirl outfit and hers was different. Her skirt has a fringe and I think she had fringed gloves. We are each are missing a front tooth. True friendship forever. (I don’t remember her name…)

Movement Fills an Empty Heart

Movement Fills an Empty Heart

The opposite of play is not work. The opposite of play is depression. My study of depressed women who were successfully treated through endurance running upholds the power of movement and play to fill an aching heart. Through running, these women discovered a source of vitality and emotional confidence without a lot of intellectual investigation. The physical play bypassed the cognitive roadblocks and built new neural pathways to happiness.

Stuart Brown, M.D.
PLAY: How it Shapes the Brain,
Opens the Imagination, and Invigorates the Soul

Diana Vreeland: The Eye Must Travel

Diana Vreeland: The Eye Must Travel

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Before Anna Wintour and “The Devil Wears Prada” there was Diana Vreeland, Editor in Chief of Vogue. Both Anna and Diana were brilliant tyrants in the Steve Jobs vein. Her granddaughter produced and edited “Diana Vreeland: The Eye Must Travel” based on the audio tapes of interviews with George Plimpton who ghosted her memoir “D.V.” She included very interesting interviews with Diana’s (pronounced deeAHNa) two sons who admired her sense of style but not her mothering skills.

The movie had all the 60’s models I idolized: Jean Shrimpton (pictured), Twiggy, Verushka, Penolope Tree, Lauren Hutton and the photographers: Avedon, David Bailey. Interviews with the designers: Mahnolo Blahnick, Oscar de la Renda, Carolina Herrera. The celebrities: Jackie Kennedy, Jack Nicholson, Angelica Huston, Warren Beatty… TV interview clips with youthful Dick Cavett, Diane Sawyer, Jane Pauley.

I read the magazine cover to cover nearly every month. I remember many of the photo spreads and covers. It became part of my values of glamor, personal style and the illusion of beauty. I most admired Jean Shrimpton and based my look on this image from 1965, my first year of college in New York City.

D.V. believed that we must “invent” our lives, and travel to exciting places provided the background for the most spectacular photo shoots. The eye must travel.