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To Explore Strange New Worlds

This week I have been making a figure for a paper (due next week) and wanted to get ideas how to sketch the endoplasmic reticulum in a dendrite. I therefore did a Google Images search for "ER dendrite." Because "dendrite" is such a science word, I didn't figure I would get many non-scientific images. I was correct, and a very helpful image appeared on the first line of the first page. That helped in my construction of this draft of my figure. (The ER is contiguous with the upper right-hand corner, sitting in the larger dendrite):
I wanted to be complete, though, so I searched through the next several pages, most of which were just pictures of dendrites without any endoplasmic reticulum. Then to my horror, on page five of the search results, I found this mixed in with all the images of neurons:

Why, oh, why? It turns out the indicated page is an archived week's worth of posts from October of 2005 on a blog called BoingBoing. One post is titled "Dean on Matthews and, er, salami" and another post contains a sentence about some legal decisions:
All of them -- the Pennsylvania Supreme Court in Melvin v Doe, New Jersey's Superior Court, Appellate Division in Dendrite v Doe, and now the Delaware Supreme Court -- have required the presentation of evidence before a Doe defendant may be deprived of his right to remain anonymous.
What I don't understand, though, is why Google Images picked that image out of the dozens of pictures on that page to include in the search. The image is in a post separate from any occurrences of "er" or "dendrite." I love Google Images, but the abrupt appearance of the fan fiction soft porn almost made me toss my lunch.

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  1. Spock and Kirk together like that is just wrong. Any two unknown guys - whatever they want, but not Spock and Kirk.

    On another note, I learned how to read your blog on my Kindle. Pretty cool!

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  2. I agree completely. I am fully supportive of all lifestyles no matter how mainstream or alternative. It was Kirk and Spock in particular that was disturbing. I would have been equally nauseated by a similar depiction of, say, Batman and Wonder Woman.

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  3. Couldn't you just have *said* Kirk/Spock? Oh my eyes!

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