You have successfully survived Boobquake. Congratulations!
Unless you're a complete hermit (in which case I wonder why you're reading this), you probably know what Boobquake is. What started as a tongue-in-cheek post on my blog exploded into a global viral phenomenon.
It began Monday, April 19, when I had just read the quote by Iranian cleric Hojatoleslam Kazem Sedighi. "Many women who do not dress modestly...lead young men astray, corrupt their chastity and spread adultery in society, which (consequently) increases earthquakes," he said in a Friday sermon in Tehran.
I was amused and annoyed, but not surprised. Blaming natural disasters on sinful activities isn't limited to Muslim clerics—just look at Pat Robertson's comments on Haiti, or Jerry Falwell's on Hurricane Katrina. But as a scientist and a feminist, I felt obligated to respond. I proposed on my blog that we try a bit of a science experiment to test
Sedighi's hypothesis: On Monday, April 26, women would dress as immodestly as they desired, and we would see if we really did increase the number of earthquakes. In a brilliant display of my intellectual sense of humor, I dubbed the event "Boobquake." I hurriedly submitted the post and scampered off before I missed the beginning of House.
We now know that the earth didn't rumble more than usual on the April 26. But the media certainly exploded.
The sheer number of people who participated is amazing—and a testament to the power of social media. On the day of the event, over 200,000 people said they were taking part. From April 19 to midday on April 27, my blog received 683,000 unique visitors: To put that in perspective, I used to get 1,000 visitors a day. So far my Twitter followers have increased from 1,000 to 3,653, my blog subscribers doubled to nearly 2,000, and I have 703 Facebook friend requests.
The response has been largely positive. When I started getting emails from thankful skeptics, feminists, and Iranians, I knew I had accidentally done something important. The press and celebrity acknowledgement was definitely exciting, but knowing people appreciated what I was doing meant so much more.
I think people are getting fed up with supernatural thinking getting a free pass, and enjoyed something that challenged it in a light-hearted manner. I'd like to think it was more than just a boob joke, since the scientific and skeptical thinking was originally my main message. If it was simply a joke without substance, I doubt it would have taken off.
Some people accused me of planning Boobquake as a publicity stunt, but that couldn't be farther from the truth. I never imagined it going viral. And while this last week has been amazing, I admit there's a little dread.
As a scientist, I don't want to forever be known only as "the Boobquake girl," or have my academic achievements ignored. It's a bit disheartening knowing that when I start my PhD in the fall, my research likely won't be picked up by CNN—though you never know. Regardless, there are much worse things than to have Boobquake follow you around in life—I'll wear my skeptical humor with pride!