As Science is mere structured common sense,
her means but trial-and-error made intense,
the only virtue setting her apart,
and raising her above (some think) mere Art,
is her convergence ever on consensus:
collective, self-corrective her defenses.
A flagellant, she boldly does defy
Reality her schemes to falsify.
And yet this noble jousting were in vain,
and all this pain would yield no grain of gain
if Science were content, a shrinking violet,
her works from all the world e'er to keep private.
Instead, performance public and artistic,
restraining all propensities autistic,
perhaps less out of error-making dread,
than banal need to earn her daily bread.
For showbiz being what it is today,
work’s not enough, you’ve got to make it pay.
What ratings, sweeps and polls count for our actors,
no less than our elected benefactors,
for Science the commensurate equation
is not just publication but citation.
The more your work is accessed, read and used,
the higher then is reckoned its just dues.
Sounds crass, but there may be some consolation,
where there’s still some residual motivation
to make a difference, not just make a fee:
the World Wide Web at last can make Science free.
Dear Mr Harnad,
some years ago, three or four, I found a poem Publish or Perish
It gaves me so much... to learn.. and I have to say It also made my day I forwarded, spread that poem to all people I know: librarians and scientist. two years ago during a Conference about biomedical literature and web 2.0 , one of our doctors used that "Publish or Perish" sentence as a as a clausing words.
So, just tell me did I met the author of the poem??
Dear Mr Harnad,
I found fantastic your sdlideshow in cartoon. I reposted it to my blog, of course with small text about OAWeek site and OA family and about your slideshow.
Did you mind? If yes, I will delete that post.
You can read my blog ...with some translator..there is one on footbar...