The title of this post is obviously an interesting choice of words. However, those words were not mine, but that of V.S. Ramachandran in his book, The Tell-Tale Brain. He uses those words to describe why the brain does certain things, even though it is irrational.
In Ramas book, he uses it to show that the brain chooses absurdities to negate discrepancies of any kind. In that section of his book, he explains capgras syndrome, where a relative or loved one is classed to be an impostor. Rama explains that the patients brain chooses the impostor route, as the brain doesn’t feel the emotion due to a break that links certain parts in the brain. It is absurd for it to be an impostor, and the brain knows that facially and vocally that it is their mother, but since the emotional centre has lost connection, he doesn’t feel the same way towards them. As a result, the brain chooses the disposition, that they are a fraud.
David Attenborough, about humans, once said, “Using his burgeoning intelligence, this most successful of all mammals has exploited the environment to produce food for an ever-increasing population. Instead of controlling the environment for the benefit of the population perhaps it’s time we controlled the population to allow the survival of the environment.” Is Attenborough right here? Is it right to say that we are a species to end all species? Honestly, I think so.
I have done some studies on animal behaviour, and how species interact and how they use resources around them. I have researched animal feeding, breeding and habitual use. And out of all these studies, and studies by professional environmental scientists, I have come to the sorry conclusion that we truly are an abuser of this planet.
Insects don’t get the credit they deserve. I can guarantee that at some point in your life you have looked at an insect and either swatted it, brushed it off or even questioned what is the point of it. I hear this most often with regarded to wasps. Insects really do get a hard time, maybe because they aren’t understood, and because they aren’t as soft and cuddly as our mammal relations.
And this is where I step in and tell you the real wonder of insects, and how our biological planet depends on them. Firstly I wish to address the question of, ‘what is the point of wasps,’ or any other insect for that matter. The answer is, is that there is no point or purpose to insects, just like there is no point or purpose to ourselves or any other living thing on the planet. Nothing has a point with regards to evolution, nature and the universe.
To me, an atheist or antitheist, religion is a blanket. This blanket isn’t just a comforter for those who are scared of the world, but as a blanket to hide real evidence, facts and to bury logic, reasoning and advancement. This is in contrast to science.
Science is, as that great man Carl Sagan said, ‘more than a body of knowledge, it’s a way of thinking, a way of skeptically interrogating the universe… If we are not able to ask skeptical questions, to be skeptical of those in authority, then we’re up for grabs.’ Sadly Carl is no longer with us, but his message that we must be skeptical lives on. Without a skeptical mind skeptically assessing things, we will never advance. And this is what religion does, it is the locked door on skepticism.