Zannah Salter

@zannahdu.bsky.social

Pathogen genomics, Ornithobacterium hominis, microbiome (and contamination of course!) at University of Cambridge

Many years ago me and my husband went to a gig, and when we arrived the support act was already on. This support act was, honestly and literally, a dude with a keyboard screaming into a toilet. Eventually the music stopped and the screaming stopped and some people started tentatively clapping,

Do not use AI generated images to guide you in packaging your biohazard shipments 😱 This UN3373 diagram was on a british hazardous goods logistics company's website. It's not good.

An apparently AI generated illustration of packaging instructions for shipping UN3373 and Cat A biological substances from Logicom Dangerous Goods Logistics. There are multiple errors, including typos, nonsensical icons, and genuinely misleading depictions of primary/secondary/outer packaging requirements.

I’ve officially resigned as Associate Editor for Frontiers in Systems Neuroscience. It used to be a reputable journal, but became a case study in how forced automation destroys academic integrity. 👇

The Thermo Fisher situation keeps getting worse. We've now collected 450+ problematic images presented as verification data in TF's antibody catalog. This includes: 🖌️ Dozens more images with duplications or painting 🖨️ Hundreds of blots that all share the same background (behold slideshow below)

Ignoring the rest of my life to post my eldritch Garfield poem, specifically its Garfield-as-Eldritch-Sea-God-of-Late-Capitalism with all of us unknowingly partaking of his microplastic communion. Originally published in Broken Sleep Book's 'Footprints: An Anthology of New Ecopoetry' 2022

Ask Not For Whom the Garfield Phone Rings
Since the 1980’s fragments of novelty Garfield phones have been washing up along a stretch of coastline in Brittany, France. It is suspected they come from a submerged tanker lost overboard during a storm.

1.

Good news	from the abyss:
there are no more Mondays
other days are suspect		and
we are waiting for it’s decision.



						In the ocean’s penumbra	dial tone
						unmoving eye		fragments of self
						a dozen, two dozen, innumerable
						pieces worn to sand, held in the bellies
						of gulls, mouths of fish		 their language 
						returns to his.

Microplastics, in the right circumstance
have occult properties. Imagine
being everywhere at once. Having
a copyrighted face. Everyone knowing
of you and speaking of you, partaking
of body		being consumed. 
						Cats always were gods. 		Whats
						one more apotheosis? Meow.	fear
						everything you do not know		fear
								 everything.


2.
The shuttered-in numerations
of our dark god lasagne.
demand
What medium holds the line? What angels ping through the wire
like silver minnows? Operator?
Operator?
The dial tone is the same - a sea’s hush.
Is there anything there?
As a child, you held shells up to your ears
to listen something other than human noise. That chatter, radio, cluttered invention. The thrill of hearing an ocean mutter,
secret left by the ghost of some pink
mollusc
You are part of it. The bizarre
orange eucharist. Scrubbed your face, flossed your teeth. Those hydrocarbons have something to say, John.
You are our disciple, John.3.
Ring ring. Ring ring.
Are you going to answer?
Ring ring.
Are you going to beg for forgiveness? It will not bring back their children.
Ring ring. Ring ring.
Fathoms below are their full number. A tanker overturned. They were not so strange new. But algae flourishes, hermit crabs die in the circuitry,
the petroleum’s ancient life fills with descendants.
Ring ring. Last chance.
No answerphone, no answers.
Your terrified voice drumming in your small human ears. H-hello?
Who’s there?4.
Our gods no longer fit
inside their comic strips.
They have come out to play.		
						
A scarlet polyp pushes out of the receiver
	as if in answer to some unspoken prayer,
	the anemone sticks to the cavern
	of your ear.
Good god!	No, not quite. 
Everything is a funeral in the years
before the drowning. This:
the first hymn.					
The soft tissue of your brain is the tail
	of a new species of hermit crab. His pincers
	reach out of your mouth,  Eyestalks
	glint behind your wet gums.
Our bodies will return to sediment.
Algae and plankton and mycelium
in a groupchat without you.			
Plastic orange cats and plastic orange cats
	flowing, fragment 	by 	fragment
	into everything.
Washed up, they begin to ring.
They ring for thee.

When I was little I heard the phrase "rainy day fund" or "saving for a rainy day" and deduced that the rainy day in question was a time when you were really bored and needed a little treat, like being stuck inside because it's raining. Rainy day fund = little treat fund.

My super department @warwicklifesci.bsky.social is hiring 6 assistant profs in the wake of recent retirements. We're looking for people in microbiology/infection, cellular disease / immunity; environmental biology; and plant/crop science. #MicroSky warwick-careers.tal.net/vx/lang-en-G...

Assistant Professor x6 (111522-0426) - University of Warwick

Title: Assistant Professor x6 (111522-0426). Application Deadline: . Position Type: Permanent

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Huzzah! Tomorrow's Sewage Spill Day when the full stats are released on how much was discharged into rivers, lakes and coasts last year. To whet your appetites I’ve mapped the 2025 spills at outfalls affecting bathing waters. Here are the top 10 worst offenders in reverse order:

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The destruction of short courses and continuing education departments in UK universities did enormous harm to the ability of these three realms of archaeology - amateur, academic, professional - to overlap and interact, and destroyed longstanding alternative career paths.

Cambridge University has just announced that the proposal to close its undergraduate course in veterinary medicine, which would have led to the end of its Vet School and Hospital, has been dropped. The vets will carry on with the reforms they had already launched and the course continues. Victory!!