Goodbye Grissom…

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“I have outlets. I read. I study bugs. I sometimes even ride roller coasters” (Gil Grissom)

As a long time fan of CSI: Las Vegas, well, to be honest from the very start it was first shown on the Channel 5 way back in mid 2001. It’s slick, clever, interesting plotlines, story arcs, character development, and good dialogue. But the one character who held the team together with this quiet dogged demeanour was Gil Grissom (William Petersen).

Ah, Gil Grissom who studied bugs and rode rollar coasters, with his scalpel sharp scientific brain, was a sympathetic character who showed real humanity and compassion though seemed shut off from the world at times and his colleagues. He also suffered burn out. I liked Grissom,  especially his tenacity for solving puzzles and his comments at a crime scene just before the credits at the start. And it makes forensic science look sexy. It is not deep on the analysis but it is fascinating to watch.

And it was Sara Sidle who was able to communicate with him, enter his life as she had a similar outlook on life therefore kinda understood him. Other thing I like about CSI: Las Vegas is that it has great strong vibrant clever women like Sara Sidle and Catherine Willows, they hold their own and are realistic in their outlook.

Anyway, Gil and Sara finally got it together (boy, that was a build-up) and their relationship didn’t conform to the usual stereotypes and expectations. It was different, refreshingly different. I found the scene where Sara shaves Gil’s beard off with a cut-throat razor as strangely erotic.

And then they split after she was kidnapped by the ‘Miniature Killer’ and couldn’t handle the experience of working with death everyday.

The final two-parter was Grissom’s swansong where he hands over the baton to Dr Raymond Langston (Laurence Fishburne) and was a bit of a disappointment. The serial killer was a cross between hammy Anthony Hopkins a la Hannibal Lecter and Kenneth Williams in Carry on Screaming (I was half expecting to see the guy laugh hysterically and utter the immortal words: “Frying tonight”…).

But hey, they caught the bad guys…. and therefore sayonara Gil Grissom, who ended up running off into the Costa Rica sunset with Sara Sidle.. 

And I am sure Laurence Fisburne aka Morpheus will do a damn fine job as Grissom’s replacement.

A rush of chemicals to the brain

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Depressing myself reading the ongoing saga and Fred the Shred’s whopper of a pension (lump sum of a cool £3m). Nice work for failing, eh?!?!

 

And then for some light relief I happened upon this gem. Gee, I love cod science…

How those cheeky bio-chemicals govern who we are attracted to. It boils down to traits and a combo of DNA and social influences that determine those cheeky bio-chemicals that lead us astray in the ye olde game of fatal attraction. And what of these traits (and when I hear ‘traits’ and ‘psychometrics’ I always think of that reactionary ratbag, the late Hans Eysenck)…

 

Here are the four important traits…

 

Explorer: Excitement seeker… driven by dopamine. Yea har!

 

Builder: Soothing, calming …. orderly..driven by serotonin.. Dependable…!

 

Director: Analytical, Logical, tough-minded… driven by testosterone… Grrr..!!

 

Negotiator: Verbal, compassionate, imaginative… driven by Oestrogen…

Ha… Me!!

 

And these traits are not, apparently, gender specific.. but why do I question that assertion? Do these traits reflect traditional gender roles as opposed to some objective scientific investigation? Methinks they do. It’s  more to do with ideology than biology. Actually, I would love to see the results and see how gender specific it is. Also, this is a straight, sexuality wise, survey.

 

Indeed, as Dr Fisher, argues that humans are complex so why reduce people to traits and categories, which are so rigid and fixed. Again, people are complex and can’t be pinned down or simplified to ascertain ‘personality traits’ especially in this reductionist fashion. And do we really really need to analyse and reduce attraction to so-called traits and bio-chemicals..?

 

And when Dr Fisher stated this, I groaned…inwardly…

 

Dr Fisher found that her theory was partly born out by the relative length of people’s ring and index fingers, which is influenced by testosterone and oestrogen exposure in the womb.

 

A toast to my grandfather…

Oh well, I am capitulating to the commercialisation but it is St Patrick’s Day, so I will raise my glass (Guinness..maybe.. tho’ it will possibly be a nice sparkling cold glass of Chardonnay) in memory of my grandfather (he died when I was two so don’t have any memories except that he was described to me as a hard drinking trade unionist…!!) who was born in Ireland, circa 1890s.

So here’s to you comrade Joe Butler, trouble maker and organiser… You will be pleased to know I have kept the trade union tradition going…