Says one recombinant DNA researcher: "The potential is there for doing immerse good for mankind, for alleviating the human condition."
- U.S. News and World Report
These were maddened creatures.
- Doris Lessing. Shikasta
There is a monkey on the back of history. The idea that we are in this together keeps coming back despite the best efforts of warlords, bureaucrats and grand inquisitioners. Yes, the old forms and habits of power come back too. They corrupt Christianity and communism alike, but they do not seem able to suppress this ancient, endless, unfulfilled hunger for social equality and solidarity. Most of what we call sickness comes from the incongruity and the isolating structure of hierarchy. Perhaps our next evolutionary leap will be a shift in the human hologram so that the way we organize ourselves will fit the way we really are.
But in fact, the very idea of evolution is a vestige of diseased social structure. "Manifest destiny", "progress", "striving upward", "superiority", "the ascent of Man" - all are used to justify power and imperialism. We tend to look at evolution as some gigantic demolition derby and at ourselves as the winners, walking tall amid the wrecks.
The current enthusiasm for "sociobiological" explanations of aggression, dominance, sexism and racism is the latest attempt by ruling-class scientists to define scientific "truths" in terms of class interest. Since the ruling class in general defines social truth for everyone else, it is no surprise that we have all been trained to be in awe of every hint of superiority. It turns out, however, that the idea of survival of the fittest has undergone a profound mutation during the past decade and a half.
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Among Humo sapiens, however, a turned back is likely to get a knife in it. This is bad enough, but the rationalizations for it are even worse. Dominant individuals and races have always enjoyed the conceit domination is its own justification. The pushers and shakers of the world view evolutionary theory as Nature's baptism of their position. Andrew Carnegie liked to think of himself as the acme of evolution: Darwin's darling. And it is not incidental that the population organizations are so attentive to the Third World. The specter of black, brown and yellow people multiplying is seen as an affront to the whites whose plunder of theme is thought to be genetically ordained.
Our culture has generated a peculiar mind-set: there is a limited amount of security and satisfaction in the world, and your chance of getting some is increased by someone else's not getting any. This conviction is clearly as dumb as lifeboat passengers killing each other off instead of rowing together. But it has invaded every aspect of our thinking.
People in psychotherapy sometimes get upset when they notice their own shiver of satisfaction upon hearing of another person's misfortune. Since all emotions are considered private property, they conclude that the feeling is unique to then; they then feel bad and punish themselves with guilt. All they are really experiencing, however, is the zerosum-game mentality generated by our competitive and individualistic social system.
This mentality affect even the nature and substance of science. Not only will scientists stomp on one another's theories to advance their own, but all their observations are colored by the state of mind. Since this is as true of molecular biology as it is of psychology, most contemporary science is built on basic paradigm of competition, dominance and elitism.
But there are exceptions. One of them is John B. Calhoun, the researcher I once wrote about in these pages who described the effect of crowding upon rodents. He was studying mice crowded into the condition of the "behavior sink" megalopolis he designed at the National Institute of Mental Health's animal farm in Poolesville. Maryland. It appeared that not all the animals seemed to suffer in that situation. In fact, some of theme - those that tended to have the most social contacts per unit of time -survived quite well. These "high-social-velocity" mice managed to get all the best locations for their nest, were most effective in guarding theme, had the largest number of surviving offspring etc. They were the winners.
The low-social-velocity mice were last at the food and water, had tenements for their nests, were rotten parents and so on. They were the schleps of species.
Calhoun's predictions, consistent with natural selection, was that low-society-velocity behavior, not being suited to the environment and reproducing least well, would be genetically selected against and would eventually die out. However, being the kind of scientist that he is (i.e., able to see what he does not expect to see), Calhoun made the surprising observation that generation after generation there was the same ratio of high-velocity to low-velocity mice.
He discovered the reason for this when, one day, he was watching one of his favorite low-velocity mice, a real schlimazel. The pens were built on a thick layer of specially made granular material in which the mice liked to burrow. The usual method of burrowing is for a mouse to use its forelegs as shovers in a sideways-thrusting manner. This was what the mouse was doing when it suddenly stopped. It paused for a moment (probably listening to the mouse version of "Thus Spake Zarathustra") and then did something unusual. Instead of continuing to push aside the granular material, the mouse urinated on it, gathered together a wet clump, lifted it and put it to one side, leaving a neat hole, Calhoun, amazed declared that the schlimazel had been innovative and creative. He concluded that the reason low-velocity animals survive despite all the odds against them is because they are creative.
Think about it: why should the winners find new ways of coping with the environment when they do just fine with the old ways? The shlimazels have no choices; they have to be creative.
Now if you think this is only true of mice, think for a minute about our origins. Try to remember back about 500,000 years. We were in trees, right? And then the trees became scarce. There was savanna growing between them, so it was who got shoved out into the savanna to find their way to another clump of trees - the winners or the losers? Obviously Homo erectus, privileged to evolve into you and me, derived from a bunch of losers who had to make it on solid ground because they were just not pushy and competent enough to get hold of a first-class tree and hang on to it.
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