Since discovering yesterday that there's a homeopathic vaccine for Ebola that involves using an actual sample of the virus, I've been re-listening to Tim Minchin's incredible nine-minute song/beat poem Storm, one of the best and most concise refutations of bad hippie science that you're ever likely to witness.
Pseudo-science theories are a little like puppies. They're fun, fluffy things to talk about, and most of the time they're harmless. Sometimes, however, they get big, mean, aggressive, and have to be put down. Here are a few pseudo-science theories that need the Old Yeller treatment.