ACS Spring 2023 in Indianapolis
3 years ago
A science student's blog chronicling my education and interests.
Rosy showed Francis her data, and for the first time he was able to see how foolproof was her assertion that the sugar-phosphate backbone was on the outside of the molecule. Her past uncompromising statements on this matter thus reflected first-rate science, not the outpourings of a misguided feminist.
Obviously affecting Rosy's transformation [in regards to the acceptance of the double helix model, which she had previously vehemently opposed] was her appreciation that our past hooting about model building represented a serious approach to science, not the easy resort of slackers who wanted to avoid the hard work necessitated by an honest scientific career. It also became apart that Rosy's difficulties with Maurice and Randall were connected with her understandable need for being an equal to the people she worked with. Son after her entry to the King's lab, she ad rebelled against its hierarchical character, taking offense because her first-rate crystallographic ability was not given formal recognition.
...Since my initial impressions of her, both scientific and personal (as recorded in early pages of this book) were often wrong, I want to say something of her achievements. The X-ray work she did at King's is increasingly regarded as superb. The sorting out of A forms and B forms, by itself, would have made her reputation; even better was her 1952 demonstration using Patterson superposition methods, that the phosphate group must be on the outside of the DNA molecule...
...we both [he and Crick] came to appreciate her great personal honesty and generosity, realizing years too late the struggles that the intelligent woman faces to be accepted by a scientific world which often regards women as mere diversions from serious thinking. Rosalind's exemplary courage and integrity where apparent to all, when, knowing she was mortally ill, she did not complain but continued working on a high level until a few weeks before her death.
...Maurice, a beginner in X-ray diffraction work, wanted some professional help and hoped that Rosy, a trained crystallographer, could speed up his research. Rosy, however, did not see the situation this way. She claimed that she had been given DNA for her own problem and would not think of herself as Maurice's assistant.
I suspect that in the beginning Maurice hoped that Rosy would calm down. Yet mere inspection suggested she would not easily bend. By choice she did not emphasize her feminine qualities. Though her features were strong, she was not unattractive and might have been quite stunning had she ever taken even a mild interest in clothes. This she did not. There was never lipstick to contrast with her straight black hair, while at the age of thirty-one her dresses showed all the imagination of English blue-stocking adolescents. So it was quite easy to imagine her the product of an unsatisfied mother who unduly stressed the desirability of professional careers that could save bright girls from dull marriages to dull men...
Clearly Rosy had to go or be put in her place. The former was obviously preferable because, given her belligerent moods, it would be very difficult for Maurice to maintain a dominant position that would allow him to think unhindered about DNA. Not that at times he didn't see some reason for her complaints--King's had two combination rooms, one for me, the other for women, certainly a thing of the past. But he was not responsible and it was no pleasure to bear the cross for the added barb that the women's combination room had remained dingily pokey whereas money had been spent to make life agreeable for him and his friends when they had their morning coffee.
Unfortunately, Maurice could not see any decent way to give Rosy the boot. To start she had been given to think she had a position for several years. Also, there was no denying she had a good brain. If she could only keep her emotions under control, there would be a good chance she could really help him...
...The real problem-then, was Rosy. The thought could not be avoided that the best home for a feminist was in another person's lab.
...Naturally I was delighted when Maurice said I would be welcome at Rosy's talk. For the first time I had a real incentive to learn some crystallography: I did not want Rosy to speak over my head.
My interest in DNA had grown out of a desire, first picked up while a senior in college, to learn what the gene was. Later, in graduate school, it was my hope that the gene might be solved without my learning any chemistry. This wish partially arose from laziness since as an undergraduate at the University of Chicago, I was principally interested in birds and managed to avoid taking any chemistry or physics courses which looked of even medium difficulty. Briefly, the Indiana biochemists encouraged me to learn organic chemistry, but after I used a Bunsen burner to warm up some benzene, I was relieved from further true chemistry. It was safer to turn out an uneducated Ph.D. than to risk another explosion.He goes on and on about how Crick understood the math and theory behind crystallography, and how he only acquainted himself with it on descriptive terms because it bored him to learn anything about biophysics or biochemistry. He talks about how studying the metabolism of the bases is boring, and how basically all biochemistry and organic chemistry is boring unless it applies to the gene.