The Continued Boondoggle of the Ocean Cleanup
boon·dog·gle /ˈbo͞onˌdäɡəl/ noun: work or activity that is wasteful or pointless but gives the appearance of having value. verb: waste money or time on unnecessary…
boon·dog·gle /ˈbo͞onˌdäɡəl/ noun: work or activity that is wasteful or pointless but gives the appearance of having value. verb: waste money or time on unnecessary…
You might think that to clean up the problem of plastic in the ocean, you should place your cleanup device where there is the most…
INTRODUCTION This is the second of a two-part post. In the first installment, Kim presented alternatives to this project. This installment is a collaboration between…
There have been a number of posts at Deep Sea News lately that have attracted intense commentary and a lot of back-channel communication, some of…
Like the lovely PGP (Pacific Garbage Patch), this has just been a plastic filled week… and it’s only Tuesday! To join in on all the…
The long and windy path to a Ph.D. is lined with blood, sweat and tears. Like a roller coaster, it can be filled with joy, anxiety, fear and even nausea. This story is regarding one chapter of my dissertation, one that filled me with all these emotions and lead me to the conclusion that even in science, sh%* happens. But in this story, what we could not control lead us to better scientific conclusions with greater environmental realism. Due to what may seem like an experimental shortcoming, we were able to answer an important “so what?” question related to plastic marine debris.
Nobody ever told me that becoming a marine biologist would involve spending four years figuring out how to count. Because, seriously, how hard can counting…
I’ve been temporarily released from my social media silence to talk about my latest paper, which is published in the open-access journal PeerJ. So first of…
As Miriam’s matzoh ball drifts gently away from our shore and towards another, I’m struggling with several different emotions, most of which cannot so neatly…
I started blogging in 2007, at my mother’s deathbed. This isn’t the story I usually tell. I usually say that I always liked to write,…