E. O. Wilson and Alan Alda discuss human evolution

November 6, 2017 • 9:15 am

Yesterday the Chicago Humanities Festival, an esteemed local event, sponsored a dialogue between the famous biologist E. O. Wilson and the actor, writer, and science popularizer Alan “Hawkeye” Alda. (It was cosponsored by the American Academy of Arts and Scences—the AAAS.) The talk, in the large and famous Rockefeller Chapel at the University of Chicago, was preceded by a private lunch with AAAS members in the Economics Building across the street. Ed (for whom I used to teach) and Alda didn’t show up except at the end, but I managed to get two photos:

Wilson (he’s 88 now, and still running around the world and cranking out books):

Alda (right), who’s 81 and of course quite active as well. It’s heartening to see both of these guys still doing their thing as “advanced seniors”.

The hourlong discussion at the chapel was advertised like this:

In this rare public conversation, Alda engages Edward O. Wilson, one of the most celebrated biologists of our time, whose The Origins of Creativity offers a sweeping examination of the relationship between the humanities and the sciences and how both are rooted in human creativity—the defining trait of our species. Join a master communicator and the “senior statesman of science” for an eloquent exploration of creativity and its manifestations throughout human history.

Wilson and Alda took their places onstage while the Chapel organist played some lively (but loud!) tunes. (The two organs in the Chapel are magnificent, and have resonance chambers built into the walls. And the Gothic design, long and high, provides great acoustics, though not so much for speech.)

The pair was introduced by Natasha Trethewey, a Pulitzer-Prize-winning poet who was twice Poet Laureate of the U.S. She stood in the raised pulpit to make her introduction! This was all quite funny because both Wilson and Alda are atheists (well, Alda says he’s an “agnostic”).

The event was sold out, and the Chapel holds 1700 people!:

So what did they talk about? Sadly, I was disappointed, even though Alda did a lovely reading from Wilson’s new book, recounting a story that a young San man (formerly “Bushmen”) told to others of his group around a campfire in Africa. You could tell that Alda was a skilled actor, as his reading was mesmerizing, with great pacing and intonation. But the conversation itself largely centered not on creativity, but on altruism and cooperation; and Wilson used the occasion to relentlessly push his theory that these phenomena, as well as human brain size, empathy, and creativity, were the result of selection among human groups rather than Darwinian selection acting on individuals.

Wilson has been pushing this idea for years, but almost no biologists buy it because of the problems with evolving many traits by group selection, which is inefficient compared to individual selection. If you want to see my take on this idea, read my TLS review of Wilson’s 2013 book, The Social Conquest of Earth. Wilson, it seems, believes that nearly every trait that marks us as “human” evolved on the savannah by differential survival and reproduction of hominin groups.

Much of the first half of the conversation centered on empathy, which both men agreed meant not sympathy for another, but the ability to put oneself into someone else’s shoes. (Empathy is usually required for true sympathy, but they aren’t the same thing.) And clearly empathy, part of Dennett’s “intentional stance“, would have been adaptively advantageous in early humans. If you can imagine what someone else feels or thinks, then you can more easily predict what they are going to do, and if you can do that, then you can either get along with them better or obviate their attempts to outcompete you. Either way, you gain an advantage over others, which could translate into more reproduction.

The problem is that that this advantage accrues to the individual, not to the group, although groups full of empathic individuals might survive better, and grow larger, than groups full of clueless people. But how does empathy spread through a population in the first place? Almost surely through individual selection—the form of selection that Wilson largely rejects.

Not only did Wilson claim that empathy (and also altruism) evolved by group selection, but that large brain size in humans, which started increasing several million years ago, was explained by the need for an apparatus to devise and express empathy! Well, that might be true, but there are lots of theories about why human brains got bigger, including the advent of cooking, tool use, and so on; and we have no way to distinguish among them. It’s also possible that even if the phenomena are connected, adoption of empathy was a consequence rather than a cause of the increase in brain size. We just don’t know, but Wilson stated his take quite strongly. The important thing is that there would surely be an individual selection advantage to having a bigger brain: all kinds of benefits would accrue to someone with more complex neuronal wiring. You simply don’t need to invoke an unparsimonious process to explain this trend.

Wilson then said he was going to give the audience an equation about how group selection worked, and my heart sank as I imagined him trying to spout math. Fortunately, he said just this: “Within groups, selfish individuals outcompete altruistic ones. But altruistic groups outcompete selfish ones.” The audience applauded loudly, but of course didn’t realize that that is one of the big problems of group selection. Not only is the turnover of individuals within groups faster than the turnover of groups themselves (via splitting and extinction), but once you have a group of all altruists, it’s unstable to the invasion of selfish individuals who gain but do not give. One selfish person in an altruistic group will begin breeding like rabbits compared to the others. It’s thus quite problematic to assert that some many aspects of human behavior and morphology evolved by selection among groups rather than among individuals. If you want to read a comprehensive critique of the problems with group selection, you couldn’t do better than Steve Pinker’s Edge piece, “The false allure of group selection.

Creativity entered the conversation in only one way. Alda asked, quite reasonably, if it were possible for there to be any rapprochement between science and the humanities/arts. Wilson’s answer was intriguing but, to me, unsatisfying. What he did say that edified the audience was that we are an “audiovisual” species: we depend on sight and hearing more than on our other senses. We belong, said Wilson, to one of the few animal groups that are like that, which include birds, crickets, and frogs. Most animals, he added, depend on chemicals to communicate (think ants), or sometimes electrical stimuli.

To Wilson, this mandates a revolution in the arts and humanities, for our arts are based on only these two senses, and we neglect the way other animals can communicate—ways based on their different evolutionary pathways. Wilson added, noting that this may anger many in the audience (after all, it was a “humanities” festival), that “the difference between art and science is that art has no roots.” By that he meant that science, especially science involving human behavior, has “roots” in evolution, so we can investigate behavior using that framework. Art doesn’t take into account any evolutionary roots, although it could be approached that way (there are, for example, people who do “Darwinian analysis of literature”). And I’m sure that one could discover stuff about the arts from an evolutionary standpoint: why do humans like certain types of painting or music? Perhaps evolution can make some contribution there.

The problem is that that is a form of analysis, and not the form of art itself, which involves imagination. What would arts and humanities firmly based on evolution be like? How would they differ from ancient and modern art, music, and literature? What would have changed in, say, Picasso or Tolstoy? Wilson didn’t say. But he’s long espoused an absorption of art into science, in the way an amoeba engulfs its food. So while I agree that science can have a some role in understanding art, I don’t think that “giving art roots” is going to change its creation.

Wilson did try such a fusion, for I gather (according to Alda) that Wilson wrote a novel from the point of view of ants. That’s creative and fun, but since we don’t really know what the consciousness of an ant is like, we’re hardly at the point where we can do something like this accurately. It’s a form of science fiction that, while informed by science, is not going to revolutionize the arts in toto. This is a one-off, a niche genre.

At the end there was about ten minutes for questions from the audience, and most weren’t that interesting. One woman asked Wilson, since she thought he wrote so poetically, which poets he most admired. And sadly, he gave no names, but just went on about how reading poetry could help improve one’s prose. I wanted to hear names!

Alda pitched Wilson softballs, which is fine because this was a conversation, not an interrogation. And Alda was also funny, cracking jokes and being entertaining. He’s also clearly up on evolutionary biology and theories about human behavior, though he didn’t seem to know much about group selection—or, if he did, he chose to avoid it.

I like Ed: he helped get me into Harvard (long story) and I was a t.a. for two years in his Bio 1 class. Despite his huge fight with my advisor Dick Lewontin about sociobiology, Wilson was always nice to me: a real Southern gentleman (he hails from Alabama). But, as I’ve said before, I cannot understand why he seems to be staking his reputation on the claimed importance of group selection. Some of his colleagues have told me that Ed feels as if his career has been incomplete without a “big idea”, and group selection has become that idea. But Wilson is immensely famous, and rightfully so: for his scientific work, his books, his popularization, and his efforts to conserve wildlife. He doesn’t need a big idea! And it makes me sad to see him pushing a broken-down view of evolution—one rejected by a large majority of biologists—as a way to cap his career. So be it.

What bothered me more was that the audience filed out of Rockefeller Chapel thinking that group selection was the be-all and end-all of evolution. I resisted asking Ed a question, as I didn’t want to go after him in public and it simply wasn’t the time or place, but I wish that there was a banner over the exits that said “Individual selection, not group selection!”

The 2017 Pie Challenge

November 6, 2017 • 7:30 am

When you finish reading this post, you’ll be sorry you didn’t have pie for breakfast, for pie is one of the world’s best breakfasts. This will replace today’s Reader’s Wildlife Photo post.

Yesterday, as I do every year when I’m in town, I went to the South Side Pie Challenge: a contest in which bakers young and old enter their best pies, with proceeds (and the pies!) going to feed the hungry on Chicago’s South Side. First there are a few hours in which judges sample all the pies (what a great job!), and then the public is admitted at 2 p.m. to buy slices. There are dozens and dozens of them: fruit pies, nut pies, cream pies, pumpkin and sweet potato pies, and so on. For $10 you can buy four pieces of pie (or $3 each, but who can limit themselves to a single slice?), so I laid down my sawbuck and went to town.

First I scouted the pies to determine which four I was going to purchase. It was tough! Here are some entries (please excuse the fuzziness; I was hand-holding my camera under ambient light for most of these, with a shutter speed of 1/8 second).

The scene, with pies arranged by type (fruit pies in foreground, nut pies to left, cream pies at rear, and so on):

Pecan caramel pumpkin pie:

“The Panda” (I don’t know what was in it):

“Sweetie pie” (looks like a mixture of nuts, caramel, and apples):

Chocolate-painted bottom coconut pie:

Chocolate ganache peanut butter pie (the removed slice was MINE):

“Key” Lime pie (made with Persian limes): I had a piece of this, too, and it was spectacular:

Mixed berry pie:

Pecan pie:

Backdoor sweet potato pie (don’t ask), with dragons:

And an American classic: apple pie, this one called “Ratchford apple pie”

And the grand prize winner as well as sectional prize winner in fruit pies: Senior Lecturer in Biology Chris Andrews, who used to help teach our Ecology & Evolution course. I’m so pleased she won the overall prize with her cranberry pie, and I’m sad I didn’t try it. But I’ve asked her to reserve an entire pie for me next year!

My four pieces: chocolate peanut butter pie, chocolate pecan pie, “Key” lime pie, and banana cream pie (I eschewed fruit pies this year):

 

Monday: Hili dialogue (and Leon monologue)

November 6, 2017 • 6:30 am

Good morning, and top of the week to you on this Monday, November 6, 2017. It’s National Nachos Day, and Foodimentary gives five fun facts about nachos, though I’m dubious about the first. Did someone take a survey? First, in case you reside in Ulan Bator and don’t know what nachos are, they are these (what I show are “fully loaded” nachos with avocado and meat):

Five Fun Nacho “Facts”:

  1. Nachos are considered the most craved food by pregnant women.
  2. The word “Nacho” is actually used as a surname in Argentina and other Latin American countries.
  3. Invented in 1943 by Ignacio “Nacho” Anaya.
  4. Nachos as we know them aren’t ‘Mexican’ food, they’re Tex-Mex.
  5. The first known appearance of the word “nachos” in English dates to 1949, from the book A Taste of Texa

If you are or have ever been pregnant, please weigh in here. I was curious, of course, about Ignacio “Nacho” Anaya, but according to Wikipedia, this story seems kosher (though the nachos above aren’t):

Nachos originated in the city of Piedras Negras, Coahuila, Mexico, just over the border from Eagle Pass, Texas. In 1943, the wives of U.S. soldiers stationed at Fort Duncan in nearby Eagle Pass were in Piedras Negras on a shopping trip, and arrived at the restaurant after it had already closed for the day. The maître d’hôtel, Ignacio “Nacho” Anaya, invented a new snack for them with what little he had available in the kitchen: tortillas and cheese. Anaya cut the tortillas into triangles, fried them, added shredded cheddar cheese, quickly heated them, added sliced pickled jalapeño peppers, and served them.

When asked what the dish was called, he answered, “Nacho’s especiales“. As word of the dish traveled, the apostrophe was lost, and Nacho’s “specials” became “special nachos”.

Lots of Presidential elections took place on this day, as it’s early November. In 1860 Abraham Lincoln became the 16th President of the U.S., in 1928 Herbert Hoover became the 31st President, in 1956 Dwight Eisenhower was reelected, as were Ronald Reagan in 1984 and Barack Obama in 2012. Oh,  and on this day in 1861, Jefferson Davis was elected president of the Confederate States of America, but we won’t go into that.  On this day in 1869, the first official intercollegiate football game was played in the U.S., with Rutgers defeating Princeton by a score of 6-4 in New Jersey (Princeton was then called “The College of New Jersey”).

Notables born on this day include the Ottoman sultan Suleiman the Magnificent (1494), Adolphe Sax, investor of the Saxophone (1814; can you imagine what the instrument would be called had his name been “Katzenellenbogen” [“cat elbows”; a real name in Europe]), John Philip Sousa (1854), Edsel Ford (1893), Sally Field (1946) and Glenn Frey (1948; died last year).

It was also a sparse day for deaths; those who fell asleep on November 6 include Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky (1893) and David Brower (2000).

Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Hili is humblebragging. When I told Malgorzata, “Hili is very arrogant today!”, she replied “Oh no! She is her usual humble Queen of Everything.”

Hili: I’m boundlessly proud.
A: What of?
Hili: Of my immeasurable humility.
In Polish:
Hili: Jestem bezgranicznie dumna.
Ja: Z czego?
Hili: Z mojej niezmierzonej pokory.

Near Dobrzyn, Leon and his staff are delighted to announce that they’ve finally found a contractor who says that, next spring, he will pour the foundations for their wooden home, currently still reposing in Southern Poland. Then they can erect the house on the new site and move from their flat in Wloclawek to a lovely country spot close to Andrzej and Malgorzata:

Leon: And my home will be where the molehill is.

Matthew found this tw**t put up by the BBC archives: a farmer who sang to his pigs:

And a few tweets stolen from Heather Hastie:

https://twitter.com/SueinRockville/status/926421287576186880

And a juvenile Rhinopithecus roxellana; the species occurs in the mountains of southwest China.

https://twitter.com/wildnature8040/status/926193227048325126

Another horror in the headlines: 20 or more killed in Texas church

November 5, 2017 • 3:47 pm

From CNN; click on the screenshot to go to the story.

The shooter has been killed (or committed suicide), and there’s no more information at this time.

This seems to happen weekly now, but we can’t let ourselves become inured to the misery of dozens of grieving and uncomprehending families, friends, and lovers. People will certainly say “we must carry on as usual”, but surely there are things we can do besides “carrying on.”

Reed students strike back against disruptors

November 5, 2017 • 12:00 pm

About a week ago I described—and showed with a video—the disruption of Reed College’s required Humanities 101 class by Offended Students saying that the class perpetuates racism and white supremacy. Many of the students apparently belong to a group called “Reedies Against Racism”(RAR), and are determined to shut the class down until they can fix the supposedly bigoted curriculum. (It actually includes literature from the Mediterranean and Middle East, which, last time I checked, were considered to be areas populated by “people of color”.)

Now, however, a piece in the Atlantic, called “The surprising revolt at the most liberal college in the country,” gives examples of how those Reedies determined to actually get an education—instead of foisting their ideology on everyone else—are striking back, and the RAR group seems to be waning. First, a brief description of the fracas:

A required year-long course for freshmen, Hum 110 consists of lectures that everyone attends and small break-out classes “where students learn how to discuss, debate, and defend their readings.” It’s the heart of the academic experience at Reed, which ranks second for future Ph.D.s in the humanities and fourth in all subjects. (Reed famously shuns the U.S. News & World Report, as explained in a 2005 Atlantic article by a former Reed president.) As Professor Peter Steinberger details in a 2011 piece for Reed magazine, “What Hum 110 Is All About,” the course is intended to train students whose “primary goal” is “to engage in original, open-ended, critical inquiry.”

But for RAR, Hum 110 is all about oppression. “We believe that the first lesson that freshmen should learn about Hum 110 is that it perpetuates white supremacy—by centering ‘whiteness’ as the only required class at Reed,” according to a RAR statement delivered to all new freshmen. The texts that make up the Hum 110 syllabus—from the ancient Mediterranean, Mesopotamia, Persia, and Egypt regions—are “Eurocentric,” “Caucasoid,” and thus “oppressive,” RAR leaders have stated. Hum 110 “feels like a cruel test for students of color,” one leader remarked on public radio. “It traumatized my peers.”

This notion that such classes actually traumatize people is ludicrous, and should be rejected. It is faux outrage. “Trauma” is the new word for “offend”. But I digress:

Beginning on boycott day, RAR protested every single Hum lecture that school year. In-class protests are very rare on college campuses. During the nationwide upsurge of student activism tracing back to 2015, protesters have occupied administrativebuildings, stormed into libraries, shut down visiting speakers in auditoriums, and walked out of classrooms—but they hardly ever disrupt the classroom itself. RAR has done so more than 60 times.

A Hum protest is visually striking: Up to several dozen RAR supporters position themselves alongside the professor and quietly hold signs reading “We demand space for students of color,” “We cannot be erased,” “Fuck Hum 110,” “Stop silencing black and brown voices; the rest of society is already standing on their necks,” and so on. The signs are often accompanied by photos of black Americans killed by police.

As I’ve said before, students have every right to give professors their input into a curriculum, but I don’t agree that they have the right to either demand changes in the curriculum, decide what those changes should be, or disrupt classes that don’t fit their ideological bent.

In the article, author Chris Bodenner interviewed a fair number of students (many of whom wanted to remain anonymous, which says something right there), and found that there is considerable pushback against the tactics of RAR. Despite being bullied on Facebook and elsewhere for ideological impurities, and even doxed, these students simply want to get the education they’ve paid for. And many of the students who are pushing back aren’t white:

This school year, students are ditching anonymity and standing up to RAR in public—and almost all of them are freshmen of color. The turning point was the derailment of the Hum lecture on August 28, the first day of classes. As the Humanities 110 program chair, Elizabeth Drumm, introduced a panel presentation, three RAR leaders took to the stage and ignored her objections. Drumm canceled the lecture—a first since the boycott. Using a panelist’s microphone, a leader told the freshmen, “[Our] work is just as important as the work of the faculty, so we were going to introduce ourselves as well.”

The pushback from freshmen first came over Facebook. “To interrupt a lecture in a classroom setting is in serious violation of academic freedom and is just unthoughtful and wrong,” wrote a student from China named Sicheng, who distributed a letter of dissent against RAR. Another student, Isabel, ridiculed the group for its “unsolicited emotional theater.”

Two days later, a video circulated showing freshmen in the lecture hall admonishing protesters. When a few professors get into a heated exchange with RAR leaders, an African American freshman in the front row stands up and raises his arms: “This is a classroom! This is not the place! Right now we are trying to learn! We’re the freshman students!” The room erupts with applause.

Here’s that video, which also shows the nature of the protests in Humanities 101:

I’ll give one more excerpt, and then wish the counter-protestors well. The Reed faculty seems eager to find some kind of accommodation with the protestors so they can get on with their teaching, but students like the ones above aren’t eager to compromise: it’s their way or the highway. Reed is a very good school, and it’s heartening that the students are aware of what’s happening in society at large. They can protest all they want, but outside class, and if they continue disrupting courses like Humanities 101, Reed will be remiss if it doesn’t discipline the disruptors. They will also lose applicants.

“The movement cannot continue to manufacture an enemy that has agreed to review the syllabus [and] bended over backwards on all accounts to accommodate the free speech of the protesters,” wrote Misha, another freshman, in the first op-ed critical of RAR published in the school paper. Yet the more accommodation that’s been made, the more disruptive the protests have become—and the more heightened the rhetoric. “Black lives matter” was the common chant at last year’s boycott. This year’s? “No cops, no KKK, no racist U.S.A.” RAR increasingly claims those cops will be unleashed on them—or, in their words, Hum professors are “entertaining threatening violence on our bodies.”

For the anniversary, RAR arranged an open mic for students of color. Rollo, a freshman from Houston, described how difficult it was to grow up poor, black, and gay in Texas. He then turned to RAR: “No, I won’t subject myself to your politically correct ideas. No, I won’t allow myself to be a part of your cause.” He criticized the “demagoguery” that “prevents any comprehensive conversation about race outside of ‘racism is bad.’”

Rollo later told me that RAR “had a beautiful opportunity to address police violence” but squandered it with extreme rhetoric. “Identity politics is divisive,” he insisted. As far as Hum 110, “I like to do my own interpreting,” and he resents RAR “playing the race card on ancient Egyptian culture.”

Over at the lecture hall, RAR covered the door with photos of police victims so that anyone entering would have to rip them. Shortly into Ann Delehanty’s lecture on The Iliad, a RAR “noise parade” shut it down—the third class canceled that month, after Kambiz Ghanea Bassiri refused to teach the Epic of Gilgamesh in front of signs tying him to white supremacy. Where Delehanty had just stood, a RAR leader read a statement about how Reed is complicit in “modern-day slavery” because its operating bank, Wells Fargo, has ties to private prisons.

But her words faltered as she watched the freshmen walk out. “The thing that heartens me,” said Pax, “is that most of the student body followed the professor into another classroom, where she continued the lecture.”

Here’s the great blue heron!

November 5, 2017 • 11:30 am

Did you spot the great blue heron in this morning’s photo? It wasn’t too hard, and here it is (click to enlarge). Stephen said this:

The image may be too small for a fair test, but it’s the first thing I see when I look out over the field. (The are actually two herons visible).

And some lagniappe:

These other two photos are of a heron that caught a vole and a Northern Harrier (Circus cyaneus) trying to steal it.