The slim stealthy Aesculapian snake slides by

Imagining wide gaps and even antagonism between clinical and basic research does a dis-service to both. The scientist must carry the clinician on his shoulders. The clinician can go nowhere without the scientific giant giving him a ride (in real life clinicians drive costly cars, and scientists automobile ruins). The scientist wets his feet (it better not be a giant with clay feet). Both characters, the vector and the passenger, share a common destination, guessing their route through turbid waters where no paths or paved ways exist. Who decides the itinerary? The giant with his pole to fathom the waters or the inspired looking child on his shoulders? Or do they discuss where best to ford the river? The giant looks at the child in what could be conversation or a glimpse to make sure the clinician is safely in place. Hopefully they speak the same language. But can the clinician speak at all, or is the infant-as his name literally implies-speechless? The two patients take no notice of the wading couple. The bubo suppurates, the arrow-wounds bleed and hurt. Neither the scientist nor the clinician have made much difference to them, yet.