These are both courtesy of alert reader Grania:
and this one (I can’t make out the name of the cartoonist; some reader please help out):
But boy, do I miss Gary Larson!
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As I’ve mentioned before, the respected philosopher of mind Thomas Nagel has joined the ranks of Darwin-dissers with the publication of his new book Mind and Cosmos: Why the Materialist Neo-Darwinian Conception of Nature Is Almost Certainly False. I am eager to read this, but haven’t yet had a chance because I’m travelling and reading Sophisticated Theology™ (this book may qualify in that genre).
Nagel has always evinced a sympathy for Intelligent Design creationism, and in fact he chose Stephen Meyer’s ID book Signature in the Cell as his “book of the year” in the respected Times Literary Supplement (read the letters following Nagel’s endorsement at the link). But Nagel is no slouch academically, and so it’s very surprising that he joins his colleague Jerry Fodor in bashing Darwin at book length.
In the latest issue of The Nation, Brian Leiter and Michael Weisberg review Nagel’s new book. Their verdict isn’t pretty.
Nagel’s is the latest in what has become a small cottage industry involving a handful of prominent senior philosophers expressing skepticism about aspects of Darwin’s theory of evolution by natural selection. Some, like the overtly Christian philosopher Alvin Plantinga, have made a career of dialectical ingenuity in support of the rationality of religious faith. Others, such as Jerry Fodor, are avowed atheists like Nagel, and have only tried to raise challenges to discrete aspects of evolutionary explanations for biological phenomena. Plantinga’s influence has largely been limited to other religious believers, while Fodor’s challenge was exposed rather quickly by philosophers as trading on confusions (even Nagel disowns it in a footnote). Nagel now enters the fray with a far-reaching broadside against Darwin and materialism worthy of the true-believing Plantinga (whom Nagel cites favorably). We suspect that philosophers—even philosophers sympathetic to some of Nagel’s concerns—will be disappointed by the actual quality of the argument.
Nagel not only attacks evolution and materialism, but, after touting Stephen Meyer, now gives encomiums to the unctuous Alvin Plantinga! One wonders if Nagel is losing his critical abilities, or simply is plagued by a nagging desire to go to church.

Weisberg and Leiter do agree, though, with one of Nagel’s beefs—the notion that reductionism is overrated:
Nagel opposes two main components of the “materialist” view inspired by Darwin’s theory of evolution by natural selection. The first is what we will call theoretical reductionism, the view that there is an order of priority among the sciences, with all theories ultimately derivable from physics and all phenomena ultimately explicable in physical terms. We believe, along with most philosophers, that Nagel is right to reject theoretical reductionism, because the sciences have not progressed in a way consistent with it. We have not witnessed the reduction of psychology to biology, biology to chemistry, and chemistry to physics, but rather the proliferation of fields like neuroscience and evolutionary biology that explain psychological and biological phenomena in terms unrecognizable by physics. As the philosopher of biology Philip Kitcher pointed out some thirty years ago, even classical genetics has not been fully reduced to molecular genetics, and that reduction would have been wholly within one field. We simply do not see any serious attempts to reduce all the “higher” sciences to the laws of physics.
Here all three academics (Weisberg is a philosopher; Leiter a professor of law) make a mistake: the view that all sciences are in principle reducible to the laws of physics, which is materialism, is not identical to an attempt to reduce all sciences to physics. The former must be true unless you’re religious, while the latter is a tactical problem that will be solved to some degree as we understand more about physics and biology, but is unlikely in our lifetime to give a complete explanation for higher-level phenomena. Remember, though, that “emergent phenomena” must be consistent with the laws of physics, even those laws may not be useful for explaining things like natural selection.
And, of course, more and more phenomena are being explained by physics. That’s what physical chemistry is all about, and even some aspects of natural selection (e.g., why eyes and ears evolved as they do) depend on knowing principles of physics.
But never mind. Nagel’s target appears to be naturalism, and his method similar to that of Plantinga, who believes that natural selection could never have given humans the ability to seek out and discover truths about nature:
The second component of the thesis Nagel opposes is what we will call naturalism, the view that features of our world—including “consciousness, intentionality, meaning, purpose, thought, and value”—can ultimately be accounted for in terms of the natural processes described by the various sciences (whether or not they are ever “reduced” to physics). Nagel’s arguments here are aimed at a more substantial target, although he gives us few specifics about the kind of naturalism he opposes. He does characterize it as the attempt to explain everything “at the most basic level by the physical sciences, extended to include biology,” and the one named proponent of this view is the philosopher Daniel Dennett. Although Dennett would not characterize his project as trying to explain everything at the “most basic level,” he does aim to show that phenomena such as consciousness, purpose and thought find a natural home in a picture of human beings inspired by Darwin. In the absence of any clearer statement of the argument, we will assume that this is the so-called “neo-Darwinian” picture that Nagel opposes.
One would assume that Nagel must be thoroughly acquainted with the evolutionary literature to make such a claim, but apparently he’s not near as savvy about our field as is Dennett:
Defending such a sweeping claim might seem to require a detailed engagement with the relevant science, yet in a striking admission early on, Nagel reveals that his book “is just the opinion of a layman who reads widely in the literature that explains contemporary science to the nonspecialist.” And a recurring objection to what he learned from his layman’s reading of popular science writing is that much science “flies in the face of common sense,” that it is inconsistent with “evident facts about ourselves, that it “require[s] us to deny the obvious,” and so on.
The authors add dryly:
This style of argument does not, alas, have a promising history.
. . and then the reviewers make a point that resonates deeply with me: materialism and naturalism need no a priori justification, but are justified by their fruits:
Happily, Nagel does not attempt to repudiate the Copernican revolution in astronomy, despite its hostility to common sense. But he displays none of the same humility when it comes to his preferred claims of common sense—the kind of humility that nearly 400 years of nonevident yet true scientific discoveries should engender. Are we really supposed to abandon a massively successful scientific research program because Nagel finds some scientific claims hard to square with what he thinks is obvious and “undeniable,” such as his confidence that his “clearest moral…reasonings are objectively valid”?
In support of his skepticism, Nagel writes: “The world is an astonishing place, and the idea that we have in our possession the basic tools needed to understand it is no more credible now than it was in Aristotle’s day.” This seems to us perhaps the most startling sentence in all of Mind and Cosmos. Epistemic humility—the recognition that we could be wrong—is a virtue in science as it is in daily life, but surely we have some reason for thinking, some four centuries after the start of the scientific revolution, that Aristotle was on the wrong track and that we are not, or at least not yet. Our reasons for thinking this are obvious and uncontroversial: mechanistic explanations and an abandonment of supernatural causality proved enormously fruitful in expanding our ability to predict and control the world around us. The fruits of the scientific revolution, though at odds with common sense, allow us to send probes to Mars and to understand why washing our hands prevents the spread of disease. We may, of course, be wrong in having abandoned teleology and the supernatural as our primary tools for understanding and explaining the natural world, but the fact that “common sense” conflicts with a layman’s reading of popular science writing is not a good reason for thinking so.
I can’t resist adding this, though (and I do realize I’m quoting a lot of the piece), for the authors of the review have done a good job:
Philosophical naturalists often appeal to the metaphor of “Neurath’s Boat,” named after the philosopher who developed it. Our situation as inquirers trying to understand the world around us, according to Neurath, is like that of sailors who must rebuild their ship while at sea. These sailors do not have the option of abandoning the ship and rebuilding a new one from scratch. They must, instead, try to rebuild it piecemeal, all the time staying afloat on other parts of the ship on which they continue to depend. In epistemological terms, we are also “at sea”: we cannot abandon all the knowledge about the world we have acquired from the sciences and then ask what we really know or what is really rational. The sciences that have worked so well for us are precisely our benchmark for what we know and what is rational; they’re the things that are keeping us “afloat.” Extending this metaphor, we can say that Nagel is the sailor who says, “I know the ideal form a ship should take—it is intuitively obvious, I am confident in it—so let us jump into the ocean and start building it from scratch.”
I won’t dissect the rest of the review, or Nagel’s arguments as expressed therein, but let me add that Nagel fleshes out Plantinga’s arguments by claiming that there are indeed moral truths (if you object to Sam Harris, you must also object to Nagel), and that natural selection was impotent at giving us the ability to see them. Where do they come from, then? Nagel apparently has no idea.
I don’t think there are objective moral truths, though morality seems to be grounded on certain principles that most humans take to be true (i.e. increasing well-being is good), and it’s indubitably true that “morality” is not completely coded in our genes anyway. How could it be if those so-called “truths” have changed so drastically in the last few centuries?
In the end, Nagel calls for a revival of teleological thinking. He’s not a believer, so I’m not sure exactly what the “driving force” of biological diversity is supposed to be. Nor am I sure what has happened to Nagel, for he’s throwing over one of the best-established theories in science for some teleological process that he can only intuit. He appears to have caught some virus from Jerry Fodor, and if other philosophers don’t condemn Nagel’s mushy thinking, I’ll have lost a lot of respect for philosophy. For crying out loud, any average biologist can think harder about this problem than the vaunted philosopher Nagel!
Finally, here is Leiter and Weisberg’s summary of the book:
We conclude with a comment about truth in advertising. Nagel’s arguments against reductionism are quixotic, and his arguments against naturalism are unconvincing. He aspires to develop “rival alternative conceptions” to what he calls the materialist neo-Darwinian worldview, yet he never clearly articulates this rival conception, nor does he give us any reason to think that “the present right-thinking consensus will come to seem laughable in a generation or two.” Mind and Cosmos is certainly an apt title for Nagel’s philosophical meditations, but his subtitle—”Why the Materialist Neo-Darwinian Conception of Nature Is Almost Certainly False”—is highly misleading. Nagel, by his own admission, relies only on popular science writing and brings to bear idiosyncratic and often outdated views about a whole host of issues, from the objectivity of moral truth to the nature of explanation. No one could possibly think he has shown that a massively successful scientific research program like the one inspired by Darwin’s theory of evolution by natural selection “is almost certainly false.” The subtitle seems intended to market the book to evolution deniers, intelligent-design acolytes, religious fanatics and others who are not really interested in the substantive scientific and philosophical issues. Even a philosopher sympathetic to Nagel’s worries about the naturalistic worldview would not claim this volume comes close to living up to that subtitle. Its only effect will be to make the book an instrument of mischief.
Indeed: the Discovery Institute will be all over this one like ugly on a frog.
h/t: Michael
A few days ago I wrote about neurosurgeon Eben Alexander, who went into a meningitis-produced coma for a week and came out believing he had seen Jesus and experienced heaven. It was palpable nonsense, but I hadn’t the requisite neuroscientific knowledge to debunk the physiological arguments Alexander used to show that dreamlike activity, or even neuronal activity, couldn’t have caused his visions.
In a devastating takedown of Alexander’s arguments, “This must be heaven,” Sam Harris has done so. Harris uses his own experience studying neuroscience, consults experts in the field, reprises a dreadful interview Alexander had with the odious “Skeptico” program (wouldn’t you know that Alex Tsakiris would grab the surgeon as soon as he was able?), and shows that many of Alexander’s “visions” correspond exactly to those of DMT users:
Alexander believes that his E. coli-addled brain could not have produced his visions because they were too “intense,” too “hyper-real,” too “beautiful,” too “interactive,” and too drenched in significance for even a healthy brain to conjure. He also appears to think that despite their timeless quality, his visions could not have arisen in the minutes or hours during which his cortex (which surely never went off) switched back on. He clearly knows nothing about what people with working brains experience under the influence of psychedelics. Nor does he know that visions of the sort that McKenna describes, although they may seem to last for ages, require only a brief span of biological time. Unlike LSD and other long-acting psychedelics, DMT alters consciousness for merely a few minutes. Alexander would have had more than enough time to experience a visionary ecstasy as he was coming out of his coma (whether his cortex was rebooting or not).
Does Alexander know that DMT already exists in the brain as a neurotransmitter? Did his brain experience a surge of DMT release during his coma? This is pure speculation, of course, but it is a far more credible hypothesis than that his cortex “shut down,” freeing his soul to travel to another dimension. As one of his correspondents has already informed him, similar experiences can be had with ketamine, which is a surgical anesthetic that is occasionally used to protect a traumatized brain. Did Alexander by any chance receive ketamine while in the hospital? Would he even think it relevant if he had? His assertion that psychedelic compounds like DMT and ketamine “do not explain the kind of clarity, the rich interactivity, the layer upon layer of understanding” he experienced is perhaps the most amazing thing he has said since he returned from heaven. Such compounds are universally understood to do the job. And most scientists believe that the reliable effects of psychedelics indicate that the brain is at the very least involvedin the production of visionary states of the sort Alexander is talking about.
But even if it wasn’t ketamine or DMT, the notion that Alexander saw a real heaven while still alive remains far less parsimonious than the notion that he experienced brain activity of a sort that we don’t yet understand. After all, such “near death” experiences are common: I wrote about one experienced by four-year-old (!) Colton Burpo, who, with the help of a ghostwriter and his parents, turned it into the bestseller Heaven is for Real.
Alexander, too, has a book to flog: Proof of Heaven, not even out yet but aleady #1 on Kindle in the categories “Religion,” “Medicine,” and (I shudder to say this) “Science.” Alexander will make millions by bilking the gullible public. I’m sure he thinks he saw heaven, and the public is so hungry to hear that their deaths aren’t the end that they’ll enrich Alexander far beyond his (heaven-envisioning) dreams.
This is the way to get rich in America: have a medical emergency in which you see visions that correspond to the Christian mythology.
Oh, and by the way, The Awl notes that Alexander’s vision doesn’t correspond with Burpo’s. If there is a heaven, and people actually visit it in these near-death experiences, then their accounts should be consistent. They’re not: they’re all over the map. To me, that shows more than anything that these tales are either the products of an out-of-control brain or confabulations. Either way, they’re bunk. It’s galling, but not surprising, that you can get rich catering to the fantasies of a gullible public.
h/t: musicalbeef
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Just to instantiate that gullibility, here’s a comment that someone named “Ninique”, apparently a hair stylist and make-up artist who writes a blog named Monique, tried to post. I’m putting it here, but needless to say she won’t be posting further:
Ninique commented on OMG: Newsweek touts the afterlife as real
He did not grow up with religion, LIAR! Hey Atheist, why are you hating on the truth? Where you getting your un-divine inspiration from, a doubt demon? You guys attack the faithful at any chance you get. Why is his article “dreadful?” Huh? Just cause you disagree? Well gee, that’s mighty immature of you. Dreadful it is not, even if you may not believe it. As a matter of fact, I find that it could fill even the doubtful with the tiniest ounce of hope. That in itself, is precious. Your bleek [sic] outlook on the spirit is dreaful and it bores me to death. Your spirit within you craves more and you go out of your way to deny it the truth. I pity you. Hell, maybe I’ll pray for you!
Well, Alexander describes himself as “a faithful Christian,” and his article is dreadful not because we don’t believe it (though I don’t), but because there are other and more plausible explanations for Alexander’s “experience.” See Harris’s piece and Steve Novella’s takedown of Alexander mentioned in the comments below.
Ninique, you believe this tripe simply because it does fill you with the tiniest ounce of hope, even though it’s not true. For the same reason, people buy lottery tickets because of their “tiniest hope” that it will make them rich. Sadly, it’s more likely that one will win the lottery than go to heaven.
As always, what we want to be true doesn’t often coincide with what is true.
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UPDATE: Another one! The will to believe is strong!
notoneofyou commented on OMG: Newsweek touts the afterlife as real
You people are so smug and intellectually superior. Thats [sic] what makes you so reviled in society. I can understad [sic] why you don’t believe something you can’t see. But your nasty remarks about people who believe in something beyond this life (and there have been many of us in the history of earth) go beyond having a difference of opinion. Religion has given comfort and grace to many more people than you know because all you want to see are the fanatics that use religion for power. I guess it makes you feel vindicated. BTW…the man in the article is a neurosurgeon. I figure he knows a little bit about the workings of the brain. Have you ever considered the possibility that in spite of your belief in your own superiority, you might just be wrong?
Not much to say about this person except he/she obviously hasn’t considered that possibility at all.
So far I have seen not a single cat in Vienna, so my experience here resembles that in Portugal. Nevertheless, I know that there have been cats in Portugal at one time, since artist Gustav Klimt owned one. A famous picture of Klimt with his moggie adorns the shop at the Leopold Museum:
SweetVisage, an artist, says this about that, but I’m not vouching for it:
Klimt was known for keeping large droves of kitties around his studio not just for the company, but also because he firmly believed that feline urine was the best available fixative for his drawings! The more you know…
And where would he get the cat urine?
There is a children’s book about Klimt and his cat.
The stores sell cat tchotchkes, so the residents must know of cats. Yes, I know there’s a bear in the one below. (Click to enlarge.)
This poster was in a bookstore; my translation is “One can do without many things in life, but not cats and literature!”
Another display in a bookstore:
Finally, when I’m in a local grocery store, I always inspect the cat food to see what it says about the locals. In France, for example, the cat food sounds like dishes one would get in restaurants: “pate aux legumes,” for instance. But cat food is becoming standardized all over Europe now. Here’s two LOLzy cat noms in my local supermarket, funnier for the photos than for the descriptions:
by Matthew Cobb
The excellent website TheBrowser.com has a feature called “FiveBooks”, which also comes in the form of a weekly e-mailed newsletter. A leading writer is asked to highlight five books on a particular subject. In this week’s version, biologist and Catholic Kenneth Miller chooses five books that “we should read to understand the battle being fought between scientists and creationists”. I’ll spoil the fun by saying that WEIT isn’t one of them (though the first commenter on the interview, “markalan” suggests it (are you out there, markalan?)).
Jerry has crossed swords with Ken Miller a number of times here, but irrespective of that (or maybe because of that) I thought his choices would interest readers of this blog (ha! that’ll teach Jerry to give me the keys to the car).
Miller’s five choices are:
The Blind Watchmaker by Richard Dawkins
Endless Forms Most Beautiful by Sean B Carroll
Evolution by Carl Zimmer
Creationism’s Trojan Horse by Barbara Forrest and Paul R Gross
The Devil in Dover by Lauri Lebo.
So what do you think about Miller’s choices? What books would you add (apart from WEIT), and which would you subtract, and why?
I don’t ignore my readers, you know. I know who many of you are, have email correspondences with some, and am proud of nearly all of them.
And so, for two readers, here are special treats from the art museums of Vienna:
First, when I saw this painting in the Kunsthistorisches Museum (the big art museum) of Vienna, there was one reader who came to mind. Guess who that might be? (The painting, “Doubting Thomas,” is by Mattia Preti, 1613-1699.) It could serve as the cover of my next book:
I don’t see any intestines being fondled, however.
New reader Michelle Beissel added four pictures of one of my favorite felids, Dayo the Cat, to the latest post on her superb cooking website Souped-up Garden. In return, I was expected to post pictures of one of her favorite artists, Egon Schiele. I took many photos of Schiele’s paintings at the Leopold Museum today, but am including just three in this post in hopes that it will summon further pictures of Dayo the Cat (real name “deo888xx”).
Schiele, who died at the tragically young age of 28 of influenza (the same epidemic that killed my paternal grandmother in 1918), also became one of my favorites after a long viewing of many of his pictures this morning. The guy was a genius. (Click photos to enlarge.) What an artistic revolution was going on in Austria at the turn of the last century!
House with Shingles (1915)
Here’s a section of one of three self-portraits in the gallery. Schiele used both his fingers and brushes to get this effect.
Schiele had a rough life: he was imprisoned for producing paintings and drawings that were considered pornographic, had a bad heart, and died three days after his wife, who was six months pregnant, also succumbed to the flu. There will be more Schiele on this site soon.
And I expect moar pictures of Dayo in return!
I speak German pretty well, thanks to my dad having been stationed in Heidelberg when I was a teenager, so I’ve been trying to navigate Vienna without using English. So far I’ve been successful, and am quite pleased with myself. “Mittagessen” means “lunch,” and I treated myself to a typical Viennese snack as reward for my linguistic prowess.
Wurst (sausage) stands are all over the city, and the locals line up at the best ones to consume at least six varieties of sausage, including curried wursts, wursts with cheese, liverwurst, bratwurst, and so on. After an exhausting morning at two art museums, I sought out one reputed to be good: Die Wurstel Stand am Hoher Markt.
There was a line, which could be described as “The Wurst is yet to come”:
A variety of Würste waiting on the grill:
My own haul: a grilled Bratwurst with hot mustard, rye bread, and a half liter of dark beer. These are eaten standing up at counters outside the stand.
I discovered only too late that you could ask for grated horseradish on top: they had a real horseradish root in a grater. Oh well, there’s always tomorrow:
And for Nachspeise (dessert), ich hab’ einen Einspänner (Kaffee) getrunken mit Apfelstrudel und Schlag—in Café Aida.
Feel free to correct any errors in German (but refrain from remarks about cholesterol!).
by Matthew Cobb
I spotted these on the Milky Way Scientists Facebook page. Absolutely stunning. The first – an owl in flight – did not have any credit that I could see, beyond “Taken with Phantom High Speed Camera (V711)”. WEIT readers – who can ID da boid? The second photo is equally anonymous but is captioned “Big Headed Caterpillar of Phyllodes imperialis” – this is the Imperial Fruit-Sucking Moth, which is found in Australia, Papua New Guinea and New Caledonia. Photographers, own up to your genius!