Courtesy of my darling Sid’s UK Skeptics’ Blog, here’s an interesting article on a Baby Whisperer type of guy. He reads your baby’s thoughts and then carefully spoon feeds parents steaming scoops of bullshit. Those of you living in the UK can apparently witness this bullshit feeding weekly starting Monday on Five. I don’t know how your crazy limey channels work, so I assume saying that it’s “on Five” is enough info for you to figure out where to send the angry letters.
So, parents hand over their babies to this dick weasel named Derek Ogilvie and wait for him to give them the answers to all their troubles and create a perfect, quiet little angel whose poop can be converted into rose-scented potpourri. Of course, what he’s actually doing is a slightly modified version of those pet psychic nitwits. The trouble is that when the pet psychics give bad advice, the worst you end up with is a pissed off dog. Derek says he’s giving out MEDICAL ADVICE. Mostly for kids who can’t talk, which includes babies and children with severe learning disorders. It’s all a bit reminiscent of the assisted communication people who guide the hands of disabled people as they type out fairly meaningless messages to loved ones, only in Derek’s case at least it’s fairly obvious he’s a fraud.
The article linked to above walks a fine line between skepticism and total belief, and frankly it’s not enough for me. I kept waiting for the writer to throw Derek’s crap back in his face, but it didn’t happen — instead, the writer acknowledges the few hits he got while mentioning, but then glossing over, the misses. It’s a lot more than assholes like Derek desserve.