In exchange for freedom of inquiry, scientists are obliged to explain their work.
It is clever, of course, to be clever And good, of course, to be good But when you're so frightfully clever As seldom to be understood It's sad, though if anything sadder Not to be quite as good as you should.
As you record your experiments, do you compose your manunscript as a murder mystery waiting until the last paragraph of the discussion section for the denouement? Do you clutch to your breast the fine details of your experimental technic so your colleagues cannot reproduce them? Do you write in the text each and every detail of the tables in the event that they are not read properly? Do you imply the fact that the results of your study on five rats will be a turning point in your field or, conversely, are