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Who is Laughing at Whom?

Friday, August 15th, 2008

I was getting ready for bed last night—turning down the covers, getting my foam wedge sleeping pillow out of the closet—when I realized that the bed-prep module of my brain had chosen an inappropriate option: it was spreading the extra blanket neatly across the bed instead of bunching it up at the side for easy 3AM access. It’s only supposed to execute the spreading option if the temperature is below 70 degrees, which it wasn’t.

I laughed at the error, then laughed at the laughing, realizing that, in effect, one part of my brain was laughing at another part for making a mistake. Then the thought occurred to me that if you have multiple personalities, they can keep each other company, eliminating the need for outside friends, which brought on the biggest chuckle of all.

In The Book of Serenity, there’s a passage:

“There is still someone who laughs, ha! ha!” But tell me, who is it, laughing at what? “If you know this one, your task of study is finished.”(p. 194, 1990)

I puzzled over that for a long time, and I didn’t have an answer that satisfied me until I came to understand how the brain functions, helped largely by Minsky’s, Society of Mind.

Applying a modular understanding of the brain to last night’s bout of laughter: as I was prepping the bed, part of my brain was still thinking about the current stage in redesigning my web site, and it was hogging resources, (Minsky again, The Emotion Machine) that the bed-prep module needed to execute the correct option. A “critic”—Minsky’s term for one of the brain’s monitoring networks—noted the error and triggered “the one who laughs:” another network. My brain has concluded that laughter is the optimal response to mistakes of this kind, which are brought on by its different goals competing for scarce resources.

Chapter 2, “Attachments and Goals,” in The Emotion Machine, offers a wonderfully insightful account of how goals are acquired and modified that has clarified my own thinking tremendously. The link I’ve given is to a draft of the chapter on Minsky’s website, a valuable read.

One of the things he discusses is how we come to develop models of ourselves, and then how we react with shame when our behavior doesn’t match our expectations, based on these models. “Such feelings frequently come to us when we’re in the presence of those we respect, or those by whom we wish to be respected…”(p. 39) These “imprimers”—people or ideas that we become attached to in the course of our history—don’t have to actually be present: we internalize their values and then react to our own behavior as if they were watching. These attachments, as Minsky says, “… teach us ends, not means—and thus impose our parents’ dreams on us.”(p. 65) And here’s the real kicker: “…when you come right down to it, all our attachments are made to fictions; you never connect to an actual person, but only to the models you’ve made to represent your conceptions of them.”(p. 65)

That last quote is the key to as much freedom from our conditioning as is possible. All the choices we make are the products of our history as interpreted by brain machinery—they are as determined as any other natural process—but our understanding of these processes becomes part of our history, and can alter the effects of the history that came before. If all our attachments are made to fictions, and if we can understand how those fictions were constructed, we can eliminate their painful constituents.

Example: I have felt shame, or at least disappointment, when I have experienced lapses like the one I had last night in spreading the blanket instead of bunching it neatly to the side of the bed. Feeling such emotions is the result of having a model of oneself that entails holding this “self” responsible for paying attention to the task at hand. I no longer have such a model. I see my brain as a device in which numerous goals compete for scarce resources, and there is no “self” in charge of the competition. When resources are allocated in a way that results in mistakes, then there are costs involved: Last night I could have been in bed 20 seconds sooner if the bed-prep module had gotten a little more attention. When the mistakes are more costly, or could be more costly, the brain takes that into account and allocates resources more carefully. The “one who laughs” can be amused by the less costly mistakes—among other things—and the “stern disciplinarian” is triggered when the stakes are higher. Actually, the one who laughs is often amused at the very fact that the stern disciplinarian was called into action.

In either case, “I” am just along for the ride, which reminds me of a song lyric from Kenny Rogers and the First Edition: “I just dropped in (to see what condition my condition was in).”

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The Guessing Game: Our Unavoidable Ignorance

Thursday, August 7th, 2008

Last night I dreamed I was at a gathering of some kind at the beach, only there was no beach visible. We seemed to be next to the main Oakland Post Office, and I was standing at the back of the crowd, with a speaker on the podium. Someone had hired a flutist who turned out to be a goth, with multiple piercings, leather, studs and spikes everywhere. She played well, though, and after a brief performance joined her girlfriend at the back of the crowd, who gave her a friendly cuff of congratulations, which started a general round of rough-housing, ending up with the two of them wrestling quite vigorously but happily on the ground right in front of me. The woman who had hired her was quite distressed, and had the two of them removed from the area, at which point I abruptly woke up.

The first thought that popped clearly into mind was, “Why am I awake?” Followed by, “It (my brain) must not have found that dream particularly interesting.” On checking my vital signs, I found that I probably needed to pee, and on my short journey from the bedroom, to the bathroom, to the kitchen for a couple of sips of the smoothie I keep in the fridge for such occasions (I pee 5 or 6 times a night—high fluid intake—another story,) I was thinking that my perplexity about why I had awakened was really appropriate to every moment of the waking day.

From moment to moment, the brain is analyzing our situation, comparing it to past experience, and coming up with behaviors that seem to be appropriate. Since we are social creatures, one of the things the brain needs to do is to devise a story that can be told to justify whatever behavior it has come up with so that our social identity is maintained or improved. This is essential to our well-being.

The problem is that the brain doesn’t know how it decided on any particular behavior. The computational process is so complex, and carried out by so many scattered parts of the brain—none of which knows what it is doing or why—that no one part of the brain can comprehend the whole process. As a result, figuring out why one behavior came up instead of another is a guessing game, even for the brain itself, and yet it needs to construct a story—something to tell the neighbors.

How this process works can be seen most clearly, perhaps, in Michael Gazzaniga’s work with people who have had some of the connections severed between the two hemispheres of their brain. The non-speaking part of the brain can be shown a stimulus which the speaking part can be aware of only by the emotional reaction of the mute one—it can’t know the specifics of the stimulus. Despite this lack of information, the speaking part will come up with what seems like a plausible reason for the reaction, if asked—its social need for justification is being served.

Those of us who still have intact brains have more information to work with, so we can make more informed guesses about why we’re doing what we’re doing, but we’re still largely in the dark. There’s no way to grasp the details of the processing that produced the behavior.

So why did I wake up at that particular time last night? I don’t know, any more than I know why I’m writing this sentence. I can give you an answer that will make me sound noble and high-minded, but who knows? Maybe I’m just trying to attract a better class of friends.

I would like to keep the level of my ignorance clearly in mind. I would like to remember that I’m floating along in a sea of neural processes that are beyond my comprehension, just guessing at where I am and how I got here.

I’ll leave you with something I told Laura in The Letters, Part 4:

There is a story about a rabbi in the old country. Every day this Cossack would see the rabbi walking down the same street at the same time, and one day it occurred to him to ask, “Hey Rabbi, where are you going?”

“I don’t know,” the rabbi answered.

“I see you every day going down the same street at the same time and you tell me you don’t know where you’re going?”

“I don’t know,” said the rabbi.

First the Cossack was annoyed, then he was angry, and finally he took the rabbi off to jail. As he was closing the cell door, the rabbi said softly, “I told you I didn’t know.”

In the ultimate sense none of us know where we are going, but if you are talking to a Cossack, it is expedient to speak in terms that he understands. This is what the Zen folks call “acting according to circumstances.”

In public, pretend you know where you are and where you’re going.

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