Hello, I'm Robert Enz.

And I'm Brian Cox.

And welcome to the podcast version of The Infilate Monkey Cage,

which contains extra material that wasn't considered good enough for the radio.

Enjoy it.

On my left, a man who annoys people by saying,

there is only physics, only things that can be measured.

Then ordering the most complicated cocktail on the bar menu,

which is, of course, chemistry.

And I'm not actually allowed to tell you how there is then an overlap into biology.

For legal reasons, it is Brian Cox.

And on my right, a man whose life, if represented as a Venn diagram,

would be the overlap of nonsense, apoplectic fury,

and hard-up librarian chic, its robinins.

Today, in the 50th episode of The Infilate Monkey Cage,

we are asking, what is science communication,

and is there really any point to it?

If this is answered in the negative, we've signed our own death warrant.

Let's move over and allow more space for programmes about colouring in.

Obviously, by colouring in, he means the arts.

That's the translation there, which is...

So, is it right that scientists should just be left alone to explore nature in their ivory tower?

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