In the red corner: centuries of peer-reviewed research, rigorous methodology, and countless PhDs. In the blue corner: Uncle Jeff, armed with a smartphone and toilet epiphanies. The terrifying part? At family gatherings, Jeff's "groundbreaking" bathroom discoveries somehow carry equal weight to decades of scientific consensus. Nothing quite says "I've done my research" like scrolling through conspiracy theories while handling business on the porcelain throne. And yet, according to holiday dinner debates, it's apparently a close match. Because clearly, Jeff's 15 minutes of toilet time trumps generations of laboratory work. Science is trembling.