Tue 21 Apr 2009
Fruity, With a Slight Nose of Fish
Posted by anaglyph under Food & Drink, Food Science, Hokum, In The News, Skeptical Thinking, Stupidity, WooWoo
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Oh dear. Ohdearohdearohdearohdearohdear.
Sometimes someone turns on the Stupid tap and the washer just ruptures and Stupid starts gushing out all over the shop AND YOU CAN’T STOP IT. These last few weeks have been like that, what with Melissa Rogers and her daft ShooTag™, the resurgence of Prophet Pete, and now…
The two largest supermarket chains in Britain, Tesco and Marks & Spencer, have started advising their customers to be aware on which days of the week they choose to taste wine because it will effect the taste. This breathtaking piece of utter folly is so risible that I had to check the date of the Guardian article several times as I was reading to keep reminding myself it wasn’t an April Fool’s joke.
This is the skinny (although I do advise you to read the article to get a sense of the full absurdity):
Tesco and its rival Marks & Spencer, which sell about a third of all wine drunk in Britain, now invite critics to taste their ranges only at times when the biodynamic calendar suggests they will show at their best.
The calendar has been published for the last 47 years by a gardening great-grandmother called Maria Thun, who lives in rural Germany. She categorises days as “fruit”, “flower”, “leaf” or “root”, according to the moon and stars. Fruit and flower are normally best for tasting, and leaf and root worst.
To put it succinctly – two major UK retailers are consulting and recommending wine ‘horoscopes’.
Jo Aherne, winemaker for Marks & Spencer manages to make herself look like a complete twat (and the wine tasting fraternity even more filled with blarney than it already is) by claiming:
Before the tasting, I was really unconvinced, but the difference between the days was so obvious I was completely blown away.
Once again we see the that little crack of Subjectivity in the door of Reason being jimmied open by the great big club foot of Pseudoscience. Nowhere are we offered any evidence that these taste tests were blind tests, let alone the double blind trials that a scientific assessment would demand. These people are just espousing an opinion, and, worse, an opinion based on highly subjective appraisals of something that is to most people an arcane field of expertise. This is a situation busting for pseudoscientific exploitation.*
Tesco’s senior product development manager, Pierpaolo Petrassi, says of the tastings:
It may be a little step beyond what consumers can comprehend.
Oh yeah. You’re so right there Pierpaolo old chap. I’m certainly having trouble comprehending it.
Perhaps the most extraordinary part of this Guardian article, though, is slipped in almost unobtrusively:
The Guardian tested the theory this week and tasted the same wines on Tuesday evening, a leaf day, then again on Thursday evening, a fruit day. Five out of seven bottles showed a marked improvement.
[Checks date for third time. Nope, not April 1]
The Guardian, a world class newspaper, known for its usually sober news and feet-on-the-ground reporting is endorsing this piece of flimsy superstitious mumbo jumbo! Jesus H. Christ – where did I put that shifting spanner! The basement is awash and the stuff is leaking into the hallway!
As the article trails off and the loony wagon heads into the sunset, our keen correspondent throws a small bone to the wolves:
In other quarters, doubts remain. Waitrose’s† wine department has investigated the idea and cannot see a correlation. Many scientists have little time for biodynamic wine, pointing out that the movement’s guru, Rudolf Steiner, claimed to have conceived the concept after consulting telepathically with spirits beyond the realm of the material world. Among his other works are claims that the human race is as old as the Earth and descended from creatures with jelly-like bodies, and a belief that men’s passions seep into the Earth’s interior, where they trigger earthquakes and volcanoes.‡
Uh-huh. And so, Mr Booth, Guardian correspondent, you’re lending credibility to this wine horoscope idea exactly why?
So, after digesting all that, consider the following:
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•Comprehensive blind taste tests conducted by the American Association of Wine Economists have revealed that, if the variables are hidden from the testers, then for the majority of people there is no correlation between the cost of a wine and its perceived enjoyment. In other words, if they don’t know what it cost, most people can’t tell what kind of ‘quality’ they’re drinking. On the other hand:
•Other blind tests show that the perceived expense of a wine, if known, positively influences perceived enjoyment. And:
•A European Commission study from 2001 determined that in excess of 50% of those interviewed considered astrology a science. A Harris Poll conducted in 2003 found that 30% of Americans thought that the position of the stars and planets affect people’s lives.
From those three pieces of data, I leave it to you to extrapolate what’s going on here. My suggestion to readers from the UK is that you should, forthwith, buy your wine from Waitrose.
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*Much like the field of high-end domestic audio. And unlike wine-tasting, that is a province I know very well. But as I read all the hi-jinks with this wine stuff, that same peculiar odour – a blend of of fish and bullshit – starts to fill the air. You find this problem anywhere that there is a substantial amount of subjectivity and a stratosphere of opinionated ‘experts’.
†Another, obviously smarter, UK chain.
‡Well, that last bit about the Elder Ones is totally true of course.
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All this talk of wine’s making me thirsty – oh no wait, Virgo is rising in Sagittarious…
The Ides of March are gone, but all that month the G%T tasted funny.
Must consult the chicken entrails again.
The King
Wow she’s a sexy old bag too!
Looks like too many wines amongst the flowers.
The King
Accordin to my own enhancment o Frau Thuns gardn-basd systm, fruit days & flowr days ARE bettr fer wine-tastin than are leaf days & root days.
But youll be evn more impressd if you do yer wine-tastin on nut days, flake days, or manure days.
Many people recommend sex on root & leave days.
… and NOT on fruit days.
Hence why the US fought the America Revolution
I’m sure loads of people have trouble remembering if it’s the right day to drink the bloody wine. Good for them.
The King
My guess is that over time the “Good” days will fewer than the “Bad” days, hence fewer bottles of wine will be opened for tasting and less promotional money spent.
The Gods work in strange and corporate money saving ways, sort of like the tide rises higher onshore when Warren Buffet is standing at the oceans edge. If you know what I mean.
Wait, wine tasting is subjective?
Because I generally think it tastes good, it just depends on how many swigs it takes to get to the good part.
From Polanski Vinyards:
“If our wine tastes like shit, then you tasted it wrong. Buy anothr bottle & try again.”
I got stuck on “twat” as I immediately began to wonder what the differences between a twat and a twit were and realized that those differences may vary by region and of course by season and moon cycle. If anyone could clear this up for me, I would be most grateful. I don’t think I can even begin to tackle the wine issue until I conquer that one.
One thing at a time.
P.S. What if you don’t drink? Really, how are you going to know the truth then?
Malach: Right. Er, what?
King Willy: They have it easy – nothing at all to remember. Just drink it on Sunday.
lahruityur: Good point. On the other hand, if there’s a lot of stock that needs to be shifted, then a few extra ‘good’ days aren’t going to go astray, eh?
Casey: Well, see, the scientific reason for that is that the position of the planets changes while you’re drinking. So a wine that tastes average when you start might improve as you go. Obviously the converse is true, but you tend not to notice that as much.
Joey: Aha! Put the responsibility for enjoyment on the customer. Brilliant!
MI: Oh yes – I didn’t realise but I looked it up: the ‘twat’ thing is like the usage of ‘fanny’ between our land and yours. We’ve more-or-less inherited the English meaning of the word, which is analogous to ‘twit’, but has a more pejorative slant; kind of like a cross between ‘idiot’, ‘lame-brain’, and ‘dickhead’.
As for your second question – drinking never reveals the truth, it just makes it easier to ignore.
(Aside: Wikipedia relates the amusing incident where Robert Browning wrote, in his poem ‘Pippa Passes’, the lines:
He mistakenly thought that a ‘twat’ was an item of nun’s clothing.)
I observe this in the full knowledge that it’s likely to set off another bout of verbal poerrhea from Atlanski.
Poerrhea! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Comin right UPski!
“Sistr, PLEASE!” th poor lad cryd,
As she layd out a drubbing,
“Alls I said is that yer twat,
Coud use a little scrubbing.”
‘The boy is absolutely right,
Dear sister,’ said the Abbot,
‘But if you scrub your twat too much
It may become a habit.’
This makes me so glad that I only drink Boone’s Farm Apple Wine out of the vaginas of Vegas hookers.
It’s just easier that way.
Hey, Revrend …
You wanna shut me & Atlas up?
Jus keep turnin out SHOW-STOPPRs like THAT one o yours!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHA!
PRFECKT spiraling UP o th central gagski!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Mike: Yes, but do you do it on the Full Moon?
Joey: It was a sitting duck. What can I say?
“Sister Mary Martha,
Are you sure that you’re all right?
I couldn’t help but notice that
Your twat is looking tight.”
“Thank you, Father, But I’m fine
And though my twat looks small
I much prefer to wear it snug
Than not wear nun at all.”
Yeah, Revrend. Anothr one o them left-right combos.
oh dear, did I ask a bad question? ;)
Atlas: Oh dear. A pun and a double negative all in one. That has to be a Mortal Sin.
Joey: Of course.
MI: It depends on your definition of ‘bad’. Just don’t go asking questions about fannies.