Men and women are rotated to meet each other over a series of short "dates" usually lasting from three to eight minutes depending on the organization running the event.
At the end of each interval, the organizer rings a bell, clinks a glass, or blows a whistle to signal the participants to move on to the next date.
Who needs a long walk on the beach when you can sip wine, gaze into a potential partner’s eyes and dream of all the things you’d like to do to their data?
At the Computational and Systems Neuroscience (Cosyne) conference in Utah in February, 15 experimentalists and 15 theorists and data analysts pitched their talents in a speed-dating-style event.
Within 24 hours, the Simons Foundation team had put together the event, hosting 13 experimentalist-theorist pairs. (Because of time constraints, only the first 15 from each group were invited to participate.) Each indicated the type of relationship they were seeking, from the scientific equivalent of a brief affair — “just give me your data” — to those ready to commit to a “long-term, back-and-forth theory/experiment relationship.” Participants certainly had a lot to talk about — at the end of each round, most were reluctant to move on to the next candidate.
Michael Kohl, an experimentalist at the University of Oxford, made a number of connections even before getting his post-hoc matches.
The hijacking of a presidential election by a foreign antagonist like the Russian state would be, if proven, a monstrous crime against democracy, with weighty potential repercussions — from the makeup of the Supreme Court to tax fairness, from the availability of health care to the wars in the Middle East.
It was a moment of high drama, felt by the participants. Richardson sent a note to Cox, his old Harvard law professor, citing this quotation from Homer: Now, though numberless fates of death beset us which no mortal can escape or avoid, let us go forward together, and either we shall give honor to one another, or another to us.
” That was all the encouragement I needed to finally take the plunge.
In T minus 168 hours, Agent Bagby, investigative journalist extraordinaire, was about to enter the world of speed dating.
“Look, Laura, think of it this way,” my bright-eyed, bouncy friend persuaded me several years ago while I was in one of my indecisive, overly analytical moments.
“If it doesn’t work out, you can write an article about it!