As The Toast searches for its one true Gal Scientist, we will be running a ton of wonderful one-off pieces by female scientists of all shapes and sizes and fields and education levels, which we are sure you will enjoy. They’ll live here, so you can always find them. Most recently: The Drop-Off.
Ed. note: This one is a little butcher and more science-y, but I feel like I learned a lot! And there are cool pictures at the bottom.
You know how if you eat a watermelon seed, if you forget to digest it it sprouts inside you and grows in your stomach? A plant obviously can’t make watermelons without lots of foliage, so vines spiral down your limbs and prickled leaves press against your now transparent skin and crowd the area behind your eyes. When the watermelons grow within you, they are the only food you need, and your organs suck them dry one by one. When you bear children, the fetus grows with watermelon seeds already waiting within its chest. Your fate is entwined with the watermelon now – you are more watermelon than human. You are a vehicle for the watermelon to move.
If you tweak that story so it applies to cells, you have endosymbiosis; the basis of all multicellular life. Cells ate other cells and neglected to digest them, and now they just hang out forever, like nesting dolls. (That is a literal translation of endosymbiosis. If you know classical languages I am thus far worthless.) It’s how cells with nuclei got chloroplasts – for photosynthesis – and mitochondria – for processing energy. This is a strange twist of our understanding of evolution – the idea that the very building blocks of life resulted from collaboration instead of competition.
The reason that collaboration is a surprise is because our first explanation of evolution sprang from questions about competition. Several nice clergymen from the most powerful empire on the planet noticed that “The power of population (growth) is indefinitely greater than the power in the earth to produce subsistence.” They realized that famine and disease were the natural results of this fact – and that the organisms that survived the famine and disease bore the future generations. One of them realized that traits that helped an organism survive famine and disease – traits like having a bit of a belly when circumstances allowed – would be present in that organism’s offspring. Evolution, they said, was a race to stay slightly better than the neighbors in the face of approaching calumny. That is what almost everyone who understood evolution believed for a hundred years.
But this reliance on competition eventually lead to a puzzle; organelles such as mitochondria and chloroplasts have their own DNA, and that DNA never goes to or from the nucleus. These organelles are a huge advantage – mitochondria take many forms of energy and turn them into the fuels cells use best, and chloroplasts allow an organism to harvest food from light. How do the genes of these organelles get passed on to future generations? How do organisms preserve this massive advantage?
It wasn’t until the 1960s that Dr. Lynn Margulis solved the puzzle by introducing endosymbiotic theory. Instead of following the standard competition theory she believed cooperation was key to life. Because of this shift in perception, she had the insight – and the drive to methodically and thoroughly research said insight – that they were the results of two organisms cooperating – possibly not willingly, but in a form of symbiosis more intertwined than any that had been documented before. She documented the organelles dividing like bacteria, she found species with traits intermediate to free-living bacteria, she recorded similarities in genome shape, cell membrane character, and metabolism. The evidence mounted, and the skeptics were converted. (Or they died. That is one of the ways scientific progress is made.)
Cooperation of organisms seems like such an uplifting way to look at the world! Dr. Margulis didn’t stop at endosymbiosis – she thought that things like nuclei and flagella and all the cool stuff in the cytoplasm of Eukaryotes came from other, earlier endosymbiotic events. (which is possible) She co-developed the Gaia hypothesis, which held that the planet regulated itself – via cooperation of living things: kinda like an Orson Scott Card novel, only not *spoilers* because of alien terraforming. Don’t worry about the carbon emissions, guys! The algae will take care of it! Don’t go check on the ice! She also thought that HIV was not the thing that caused AIDS – undetectable syphilis trying to sneak things – cooperatively – into our genome was causing AIDS. In both of the later cases, she did not do the excellent labwork that she did for endosymbiosis – resulting in science whose shoddy support is unpleasantly similar to that of the scientists who shot down her early theories.
I’ve talked about Lynn Margulis for 400 words without mentioning who her first husband was. Join me in not treating that like the most important thing about her.
Instead, here is the story of the first endosymbiotic event. (It’s chloroplasts (pictured), because I like plants better than everything. The story for mitochondria is similar.) A long time ago, there was a free-living predatory single cell with a nucleus and everything. It probably ate mostly bacteria – engulfing them and sealing them in food vacuoles. (It’s like if you have a partially inflated yoga ball and you poke it with a stick. The stick goes into the yoga ball, and then eventually the skin of the yoga ball seals again where the stick went in and the stick lies within the yoga ball, encased in a bubble of inside-out yoga ball skin. This skin has the proteins necessary to digest the stick, and the nutrients from the stick are used by the yoga ball to survive and prosper.) Once, the cell ate a cyanobacterium – but for some reason didn’t digest it (like how your yoga ball refrains from digesting you). Cyanobacteria are gorgeous blue-green bacteria – oh look, people with rudimentary classical language skills are still not impressed – that are probably the first things to develop photosynthesis, and are still around, causing trouble. Spirulina – from the algae protein shakes – is a species of cyanobacteria. So are most toxic algae blooms.
Having a photosynthetic friend living in your stomach is just as cool when you’re a free-living single cell as it is when you’re a human person. That cell did great, moving around and eating other things while the cyanobacterium puffed along, making sugars for its captor and still not getting digested. Eventually the cyanobacterium divided and had equally useful daughter cells; eventually the predatory cell divided and both of its daughter cells contained cyanobacterial endosymbiotes. Eons flew by, and eventually the predator cell and the cyanobacteria became more and more interdependent. The predatory cell did so well that it gave up eating other things and lived off of cyanobacteria sugars, and the cyanobacterium gave up its cell wall. Our endosymbiotic cell began to outcompete local cyanobacteria. What advantage does cyanobacteria within a parasitic all-engulfing cell holding it in have over cyanobacteria that doesn’t have to support a predator? The cell that’s undergone endosymbiosis is much better at moving.
A word about being small and moving. When you are small, water is thicker. It has a consistency somewhere between molasses and modeling clay; it’s basically quicksand. Imagine swimming in quicksand; any attempt to swim upward or forward requires that you move a limb – you will move forward, and then when you move your leg back for another stroke, the movement sucks you back to your original position. What you need are either propellers – which your legs are not excited about – or deformable oars – things you can take a stroke with, and then change into a low-profile shape as you move them back into position. You’ll need something like arms. Or flagella – which can act like arms or propellers. Or a much larger friend who will schlep you about and save you the bother of figuring out how to make flagella.
The reasons a human wants to avoid being completely submerged in quicksand are legion – breathing, conversation, ability to warn others about quicksand – but the very thick water that tiny things live in is home. It’s obvious why the predatory cell needs to move – because hunting in quicksand is hardcore – but why do cells that photosynthesize their food need to move? Well, it’s not just quicksand, it’s quicksand with lots of different densities based on temperature and dissolved chemicals. The different densities are about as easy to mix as the previously mentioned molasses and modeling clay. If you crap into the quicksand, your waste – being full of chemicals you want to get rid of – will be a different density than the surrounding quicksand. You, a small thing, are trapped in a viscous bubble of your own crap. You do not enjoy this. You would rather be in a place with less of your waste. So you swim – you try to swim faster than the rate that your waste products diffuse out into the great wide sea of the world. Like a functional alcoholic.
This crap-escaping cell and its internal cyanobacteria are the ancestors of everything that photosynthesizes that is not cyanobacteria. This is the direct ancestor of the plants – which is ironic, given that the massive evolutionary advantage to endosymbiosis was better mobility, and the tendency of plants to stay in the same place. (I had to check for actual irony three times.) It’s also the ancestor of all of the red algae (like nori) and green algae. Brown algae (like kelp) and diatoms have a more complicated evolutionary history – it involves secondary endosymbiosis. This is the result of another predatory cell that ate one of the descendants of the first predatory cell and did the whole evolving symbiosis thing over again. At some point, a dinoflagellate ate a brown algae, because secondary endosymbiosis is not good enough, and lo: tertiary endosymbiosis. (Dinoflagellate means terrible whip, because their flagella is very visible and because they are terrifying. They are single cells that hunt fish. They secrete a toxin that will melt flesh off fish that are several feet away – and then they eat the fish. The toxin is also bad for humans – mostly thus far for people who research it. There, Latin/Greek speakers. I’ve proven my worth.)
Think of the strange, sticky, dense world of water for single cells. Think of a life navigated using light-sensing spots and detection of chemical gradients. Most species seem to lack the ability to sense their own waste products – so they just swim and swim forever, because constant frantic movement is an adequate substitute – on an evolutionary scale – for being able to detect why movement is necessary. Think of stuff that gets lumped in as “primitive cell stuff” – the ability to make food from light and the possession of a tiny spinning wheel with a long protein strand attached – as things that are so difficult that each trait has evolved once, while setting up shop inside another cell and working together for a billion years has happened a dozen times. I can’t normally talk about endosymbiosis without hand gestures or shaking anyone or drawing many blob-shaped diagrams, but I hope I’ve shown you how much I love this set of data – and how considering small things makes the world seem larger.
Helpful Pictures!
The chloroplasts are green because they are full of the pigments that do photosynthesis. The rest of the cell components are not brightly colored because they are not chock full of essential pigments.
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I wanted algae photos, but algal endosymbiotes tend to fill the entire cell to maximize food production – or they are. Look at this moss though! Look at all the chloroplasts in a tiny sea of moss cell!
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Here is an algae photo; note how the chloroplast is a spiral. I don’t know how it does that.
Tags: endosymbiosis, gal science, jane van susteren, plants, science
THIS WAS SO GREAT.
also who else is incapable of reading about mitochondria without flashing back to A Wind in the Door
I was just gonna say that. Also, this has inspired a re-read, at least if I can find my copy…
And now I’m having Progo Feels. And Mr. Jenkins Feels.
(I totally thought farandolae were real for way too long.)
i’ve not read L’Engle, i’m sorry, please accept my profuse apologies!
BUT!
the “farandole” was a form of rural French dance (and the tunes accompanying said dance) in the late medieval/Renaissance periods. i only know this because of this lovely orchestral farandole by Georges Bizet, of “Carmen” fame: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2y09pD1r-Qs
hopefully is relevant?
It might be! The farandolae in the book are little dancing creatures that live inside mitochondria. She must have been inspired by the dance.
I had that in the article, and then I thought “You get one scifi reference, and you should go with the one that kinda has a joke attached.” I am not sure that was the right decision.
I think I understood this (with much help from the analogies)! Despite the fact that I know absolutely nothing about biology. Yay to filling in gaps left by my hardcore commitment to social sciences in high school!
Speaking of weird and wonderfull things plants do, did anyone read that recent New Yorker article about plant intelligence?
LEARNING! Thank you for dosing my day with crazy cellular evolutionary wisdom that I had never even heard of! Mammals are totally played out imo, we should all talk about algae for a change.
Mammals are gross, and they move around too much.
I’m not sure I understand how this is butch-er, but it was amazing! More please.
Literally anything I really like gets called “butch.”
Toasty ladies who have lived in both the northern and southern ends of the state are likely familiar with the sliding scale of femininity that runs north/south through Cali.
Your classification of Jane’s article as “butch” made me grin from ear to ear and automatically assume you hail from the citrus and palm tree laden half of the state (geography-based stereotypes, I have them).
Amy was my roommate for three years, and I made her kill ALL the mice and scare off ALL the missionaries. She’s justifiably amused by claims that I am butch.
I am delighted though, because that is one reason why I learned to change a flat and jump start a car and always carry duck tape and wire and vice grips. (The other is that cars break down.)
“Join me in not treating that like the most important thing about her.”
Done! I love it.
You picked a fascinating topic. Also, plants are the best.
I’m curious — do you know how certain we are that the first endosymbiotic event involved a cell that already had a nucleus?
Sadly, the first thing I did after reading that sentence was googling to see who her first husband was…
I swear that info about her has been steadily moving further down her wikipedia page every time I check. I think it used to be in the first paragraph, but now it’s under “family life”.
The evidence is good – all the things with mitochondria have nuclei, but there are things with nuclei that do not have mitochondria – Occam’s razor (13th century monks are very useful in biology) states that the most likely outcome is the simplest; it is more likely that something with a nucleus engulfed a future mitochondria, than that something engulfed a mitochondria, had lovely children all of whom developed nuclei,and then other things also developed nuclei. The evidence is better for chloroplasts.
Of course, Dr. Margulis thought that the nucleus itself might be a remnant of an endosymbiotic event, and it is one of her more plausible theories.
Here is a lovely graphic showing how things went down: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Endosymbiosis.P…
“Or they died. That is one of the ways scientific progress is made.” SWOON.
yessssssssss and not only scientific, but all kinds of progress!
The Singularity will be the end of science advancements and also progress on Civil Rights: a very depressing short story.
This was so well written and interesting and Im so glad that this is a series that I dont even mind that I’ll probably have nightmares tonight of turning in to a watermelon and drowing in my crap filled quicksand .
Doesn’t everyone have those nightmares already?
Great article!
This was excellent! I studied evolutionary biology for a bit in college but don’t remember hearing/thinking about why increased mobility would be so advantageous for a non-predatory single cell. And the analogies are absolutely ace for highlighting the weirdness and intrigue of tiny organisms and cells. Gal Science Jane van Susteren, I would love to read more of you!
Hi, if you’ll forgive a little shameless promotion – Jane is the contributing science writer for the game Extrasolar, a web based game about a mission to Epsilon Eridani, that’s due out later this month. If you like her writing here there is a wealth more to discover in the game, though it’s more on the hypothetical side as it’s mostly about how life could evolve on another planet. I’m guessing if I try posting a link it’ll get censored by the spam bots, but if you google Extrasolar it’s in the first few results.
This has been my favorite yet! I like the balance of Gal to Science.
Ahh, I loved this, though I’m going to do a re-read to make sure I understand everything.
I’m trying to shove more information into my (entirely English/humanities-trained) brain about genetics and medicine and cellular evolution and such. Mostly so I can write Mordin Solus fanfiction.
Don’t forget to cram some Gilbert and Sullivan too!
Oh god, I can’t stop myself–
“I’m quite good at genetics as a subset of biology
Because I am an expert (which I know is a tautology).
My xenoscience studies range from urban to agrarian–
I am the very model of a scientist salarian!”
Still prefer the patter songs.
This was amazing and I love it.
Also, a big problem with the Gaia hypothesis as I understand it (and I’m not going to read up more about it because I’m on the internet so I don’t need to) is that it appears to be based on the assumption that the “equilibrium” the planet will maintain is a climate for which we are oh-so-coincidentally more or less ideally suited. There have been lots of times in Earth’s history where there has been tons of life, during which we would survive much less well than we do now.
This the truth. A gigantic ice sheet over the Midwest is not conducive to corn and wheat production.
I knew there was a reason not to like watermelon, nasty, pretty-colored yet foul-dishwater-tasting things.
I think the key to enjoying watermelon is extreme dehydration.
EEEEE!!! This is even more fun than I thought it would be. I am bouncing in my chair at work instead of reviewing wastewater permits.
Reading all the comments from other people who enjoyed this is THE BEST.
Jane! When you are a famous and wealthy writer you must come visit often! We will go to all the tea farms and botanical gardens and farmer’s markets on the Big Island and make banana bread from my home grown bananas and then we will be happy for all the rest of our days.
Amy did my editing, because Amy is also a scientist! (This is Jane.) (I should have said that in my other comments.) She was fantastic, and very patient with my neurotic self! She knows everything about most interesting things; she can talk about how to keep horses from foundering – horse gout, and then their hooves fall off – for four hours, and it will keep exhausted people awake and alert and fascinated as they drive endlessly through rural Mexico, searching for a campground.
This was great! I loved the style and the ratio of sass-to-science and the actual irony. A++ more Science from this Gal, please.
It is nice to be in a place where my sass to science ratio is appreciated, instead of being gently encouraged to push it towards zero; thank you!
Very interesting article – both humorous and informative!
Jane, this was wonderful and creepy and you’re wonderful but not creepy
Oh my, this has sort of blown my mind.
I’m commenting mid-reading to say OMG Lynn Margulis looks like Meryl Streep.
Just chiming in to say, indeed, this was awesome, and I’d like to read more by the same author!
Seconded! A fun read, and super-informative! One of the most important and misunderstood concepts biology; as a layperson who did not understand it well, I found this article fun to read and educational. Basically I just would love to read more from this author! Exclamation Points!
I love this article and it is awesome, but I thought dinoflagellates were named for their whirling?
Apparently in Greek “terrible” and “whirling” have the same root? It would make sense, the whirling thing. Huh.
I love this article and it is awesome, but I thought dinoflagellates were named for their whirling?
Very cool post! Thanks!