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.

Storm is nominally the tale of a dinner party, in which our noble protagonist encounters your stereotypical 20-something hippie, Storm, who gets on her high horse about the benefits of homeopathic remedies and the like. Of course, we then get a seven-minute rant from Minchin, but it's so wonderfully eloquent (seriously, that man could give masterclasses in swearing) that it comes over as just the right amount of smug. [YouTube]


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