It's been a busy danged Halloween season, I can tell you. And only one more
day to Halloween, Halloween, Halloween...
Last week, Ms. B. and I went to the
Bonez & Booz event at the
Virginia Museum of Natural History here in town, and last night, we attended the museum's
Spirits of the Dead soirée and exhibit. Whereas Bones & Booz featured attractions for all ages,
Spirits was a welcome, adults-only gathering with — sure enough — a variety of
intriguing spirits (most notably, a concoction called "Venom"), hors d'oeuvres,
and an informative tour of numerous museum exhibits dealing with the
dangerous, the deadly, and the dead.
We plagued several friends and acquaintances with our existence, which made us smile. These included Scott & Jamie Crites, with whom we have frequently dined,
drank, and sang karaoke; Joe Keiper (the museum's executive director) & his wife, Callie Hiatala; Ms. Kerry Tillery, my seventh-grade history teacher and a huge supporter of my writing over the years; and a couple of
my mom's former compadres from her church whom I hadn't seen in a long while.
The exhibits truly fascinated me. We learned about the history of embalming;
how dead critters can prove critical for more aspects of science than most
folks could ever guess; the horrors — and benefits — of parasitical monsters; and
the surprising environments of various creatures of oftentimes unearthly
aspect. One highlight was a rooftop visit, which offered a nice view of the
neighborhood. Here, Joe related an intriguing — and to some, an unsettling —
account of his work as a forensic entomologist at a crime scene some years
ago.
At the end of it all, we hung around at the museum with several of the attending
folks and killed a few more spirits. The thing about this event that struck me
most powerfully is how seriously and rigorously the scientific community
pursues its work, whether it be forensic, medical, environmental, or what have
you. It puts into vivid perspective why the views of climate-change deniers,
anti-vaxxers, and others who are either ignorant of science or horrendously
cynical about its pursuit and applications are in fact detrimental to society's
well-being, especially those whose "sources" don't even reach the level of
questionable (Re: a number of individuals of my acquaintance). It's very
difficult to influence such stubborn, immovable mindsets, but my feeling is
they should freaking visit this museum, observe, understand, and learn. It
would do all of us a hell of a lot of good.
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The Virginia Museum of Natural History's main exhibit hall
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A giant isopod, about 18 inches long
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Pickled specimens that are surely delicious on burgers and hot dogs |
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That's a mighty skinny meal for that dino
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Photographic evidence is a must
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A nice rooftop view, with the steeple of the First Baptist Church
prominent to the left
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