By Bruce Bower
There’s an old saying that no good deed goes unpunished. Here’s a related bit of sadomasochistic wisdom: No research finding, good or not, goes public without eventually yielding unforeseen consequences that leave researchers either shaking their heads or spinning in their graves. This investigational-degenerative process has a long, colorful history. Alexander Graham Bell would have rung up his lawyer in 1876 if told that his cherished telephone would morph into a portable device for pestering innocent bystanders with the owner’s private reports on what subway station he or she is entering. As if that’s not enough, consider two hellish words that never occurred to Pa Bell: dinnertime telemarketing.
Or take the sad case of Thomas Edison. After cranking up the first phonograph in 1877, the great inventor must have had goose bumps as he envisioned soul-enriching music wafting through the nation’s parlors and salons. Well, you got conned, Edison. Make way for cars, decorated in painted flames and Playboy mud flaps, that cruise the streets playing Eminem CDs loud enough to drown out passing ambulances.