Robert Newman

Neuropolis: A Brain Science Survival Guide


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cold is not ‘an experience of the objective reality that really exists’, the coldness the tick thinks it detects, therefore, is a creation of itself and not out in the world. This begs the question: if icebergs, snow or permafrost are not in and of themselves cold, then how do they form?

      I would like to propose a compromise. What about this? I believe the tick’s perception of coldness might happily coincide with there being some actual coldness out there. I hope you agree with me. But, I’m afraid that if we want to stay true to Eagleman, this happy compromise is, alas, quite out of the question. His stern philosophy does not, we shall see, allow even this.

      ‘The real world is not full of rich sensory events,’ writes Eagleman. ‘Instead our brains light up the world with their own sensuality.’

      If the real world is not full of rich sensory events then why do animals suffer so badly from sensory deprivation?

      In the 1960s at the University of California, Mark Rosenzweig and Michael Renner showed that if you take two rat pups from the same litter, give them the exact same diet, same light, same warmth, but raise one in a bare cage and the other in a cage with running wheel, rope walk, mud, junk rubble and – best of all – other rats, then by simply comparing the two brains in autopsy, you can tell which rat grew up in a world full of rich sensory events and which did not. The brain of the rat raised in the impoverished conditions of a bare cage will have 25 per cent fewer synapses. Its cerebral cortex will measure up to 7 per cent thinner. There will be less capillary vasculation, and less dendritic arbourisation, unlike the rich bowers of dendrites all budding with fresh synapses observable in the rat raised in enriched conditions.

      A lack of complexity in physical surroundings and social interactions leads to a lack of complexity in synaptic connections. Autopsies deduce the stunted conditions of a rat’s life from the stunted brain. The proof that animals have access to the world outside their heads, therefore, is found inside their heads! The outside world, however imperfectly we perceive it, lights up our brain.

      Environmental complexity has since been found critical for children between birth and six. Never again will your brain create so many new brain cells and new connections between them as it does in your first six years of life. (After that you’ve peaked). But for the brain to proliferate wildly, toddlers and young children need complex environments to play in. If not they will never fulfil the ‘exuberant synaptogenesis’ that is their birthright. Complex public spaces are especially critical if the child lives in a small, homogenous box surrounded by other small homogenous boxes. And so, in one of those weird and wonderful connections between totally different worlds, what was discovered in those Californian laboratories in the 1960s influences the design of inner city playgrounds to this very day. Thanks to those Californian experiments, the London Borough of Camden now makes sure that all its playgrounds include rope walks, rubble, mud, junk and rats.

      Bishop Berkeley

      Those discoveries about the effect of environmental enrichment on the brain were made at the University of California at Berkeley, a city named after the most famous proponent of the idea that the outside world cannot be known.

      ‘Colours, sounds, taste,’ wrote Bishop George Berkeley (1685–1753), ‘have certainly no existence without the mind.’

      In A Treatise Concerning The Principles of Human Knowledge, Berkeley writes:

      It is indeed an opinion strangely prevailing amongst men that houses, mountains, rivers … have an existence natural or real, distinct from their being perceived by an understanding.

      To insist on the independent existence of houses, mountains, rivers and every last particle of matter ‘must needs be a very precarious opinion; since it is to propose without any reason at all, that God has created innumerable beings that are entirely useless, and that serve no purpose.’

      Though Berkeley wrote ‘in Opposition to Sceptics and Atheists’, he infuriated his fellow Christians just as much. Boswell tells us how he sent Samuel Johnson half-barmy:

      I love how personally Johnson takes this. When the most eloquent Englishman who ever lived kicks a rock in fury he reminds us that some propositions are best not answered in cold blood. To deny someone any claim to any kind of contact with reality, as Berkeley does, is an act of psychological violence. It is the weapon of bullies, the tactic of hostile interrogators who try to browbeat and bamboozle a private soldier out of making a complaint against senior officer. You didn’t see what you think you saw. They didn’t say what you think you heard them say. You weren’t even where you think you were when you saw what you thought you saw.

      Why is there nothing not something?

      For thousands of years one of the fundamental philosophical questions has been why is there something not nothing? With Eagleman we find ourselves in the strange position of asking why is there nothing not something? Why would the objects of the world have no texture, no taste, no sound, no smell – rather than something, anything, even if different from what we think? Why none at all? I could understand if he was saying everything was mauve, had the texture of tulip petals, and the taste of ash, but why sans taste, sans everything? This goes far beyond Berkeley, for whom the things of the earth, even though they depend on being perceived for their existence, are eternally real because forever under God’s good gaze.

      To answer to the question ‘why is there nothing not something in Eagleman’s philosophy?’ we need to look at what is real for him. What is still standing once he has razed the outside world? And the answer, it turns out, is: wavelength frequencies.

      The blueness of a Japanese lizard’s tail is an illusion entertained by the weasel, the snake and me. What is not an illusion, however, what is in fact irrefutable is the electronvolt energy value of the light bouncing off its tail. Why are wavelengths true but not a lizard’s bright blue tail? It is, I suggest, because we have left the real word of science for the virtual world of Neuropolis, where, inscribed above the city gates, is that great motto of scientism:

      All science is either physics or stamp-collecting.

      It’s a question of scale, as much as anything else. Microphysics might accurately describe a stream as