[Note: This is the tenth sample from my rough draft of a far
from finished new book, Wild, Free, & Happy. I don’t plan on reviewing more books for a
while. My blog is home to reviews of 199
books, and you are very welcome to explore them. The Search field on the right side will find
words in the full contents of all rants and reviews, if you are interested in
specific authors, titles, or subjects.]
Genetic
Evolution
Charles Darwin achieved fame for popularizing the knowledge
of genetic evolution, a normal and natural life process. All living things have genes, and their
offspring inherit copies of them. No
other critter, living or dead, possesses genes exactly like yours. Each of the billions of cells in your body
carries a copy of your unique genes.
Cells exist for a while, then die.
New cells are created to replace them.
Every hour, your genes are duplicated countless times as your body
replaces dead cells with new ones.
The genes in every cell are incredibly complex, and it is
normal and natural for boo-boos to occur in the duplication process. The mutations are purely random, and they are
called genetic drift. It is not unusual
for mutated genes to be passed from parent to offspring. For some offspring, random mutations might be
beneficial in some way. Other offspring
can be diminished by mutated genes, leading them to become less able to survive,
thrive, and reproduce.
Everything on Earth, and all beings in the family of life,
are constantly changing. Food resources
can increase or decrease. Drought can be
washed away by deluge. Parasites,
viruses, volcanoes, fires, floods, invasives… the wheels of change keep
spinning. Glaciers become tundra, tundra
becomes grassland, grassland becomes forest, and then the parade reverses. Stability is a temporary state, change is the
long-term norm. Evolution helps the
family of life adapt and survive.
Species unable to adapt to change disappear from the stage.
In the animal world, if predators get too good at hunting,
they deplete their prey, go to bed hungry, and maybe starve. If prey get too good at escape, the growing
herd will decimate the vegetation, and maybe create a desert, so everyone
starves. If the predators gradually
become one percent faster, the prey gradually become one percent faster, not
two. Balance requires predators to be
slightly better at their sacred obligation — limiting the herd — but not too
good.
The speed of genetic evolution varies. Species with slow rates of reproduction, like
elephants, can take many generations or millennia to adapt beneficial new
features. Evolution proceeds much faster
in species with brief lifespans. This is
why pathogenic bacteria can quickly develop resistance to antibiotics, and
insects to insecticides. Some plants
develop resistance to a new herbicide in as few as four years. Some fungi can develop resistance to a new
fungicide in just three years.
We try so hard to control everything. Big Mama Nature just howls with laughter, gushing
tears, at our comical experiments in playing fake god, silly efforts that
regularly bite us on the ass. She has no
use for two-legged stewards, or managers, or sustainable growth maniacs. She gets along best with animals that are
wild, free, and happy. It’s survival of
the fit-ins. Ecological loose cannons
need not apply.
Today, we’re living in an especially exciting time! The treacherous sorcerers of innovation and
progress have conjured a colossal curse on the family of life. The curse has overloaded the atmosphere with
crud, which is destabilizing the climate to a degree that seems certain to
turbulently blindside life as we know it.
Thanks to genetic evolution, the surviving species will eventually adapt
to wrecked ecosystems, and a heavily scarred family of life can continue on its
sacred journey.
And now, dear reader, we need to stop here for a moment, sit
down, take a deep breath, and have an extremely embarrassing birds-and-bees
discussion on the difference between genetic evolution (yum!) and cultural
evolution (danger!).
Cultural
Evolution
Genetic evolution is billions of years old, as old as life on
Earth. Its realm is the metamorphosis of
genetic information over time. Cultural
evolution is the realm of learned information — beliefs, ideas, knowledge, and
so on. It has emerged recently, in the
last few million years. It’s essentially
a hominin fad, a spooky quirk of swollen brains. Innovation and progress are two of its
monster children. These children are as
unpredictable as two year olds with a box of hand grenades.
In hominins, genetic evolution proceeds at a snail’s pace, but
cultural evolution can boogie like a herd of gazelles on meth. It might have taken our ancestors a million
years to genetically evolve vicious claws and fangs, and we may have blinked
out before succeeding. Instead, cultural
evolution inspired our ancestors to invent lances and javelins — fake claws and
fangs.
When someone’s leg is amputated, they can be fitted with a
prosthetic leg, so they can walk again.
Dentures are prosthetic teeth.
Warm clothing is prosthetic fur.
Heated dwellings provide a prosthetic tropical climate, so tropical
primates can survive far from their normal habitat. Prosthetic claws and fangs eventually made
the ancestors capable of killing critters bigger than themselves, bringing home
more meat at the end of the day, and feeding more bambinos.
Chimps don’t do this.
They snatch insects and lizards with their hands. Their small scale hunting is far less likely
to rock the ecological boat. This is why
there are not seven billion pudgy chimps staring at cell phones while driving. Indeed, their million year track record with
this effective strategy has to be categorized as genuinely sustainable. Chimps set an excellent example for the last
surviving hominins — humans — who are beginning to swirl the drain. Alas, we have been bedeviled by a compulsive
obsession with every type of prosthetic device that greedy capitalists can
imagine. Zombie consumers endure
mindless jobs in order to acquire and proudly display as many of this season’s
trendy status symbols as possible.
Anyway, our ancestors got totally addicted to cultural
evolution. They shifted from chimp-type
hunting, to stones and clubs, then scavenging, persistence hunting, thrusting
spears, projectile javelins, bows and arrows, nets, snares, harpoons, horses,
guns, and on and on. Like junkies,
prosthetic addiction requires shooting up bigger and bigger doses to continue
experiencing the beautiful soaring flights of euphoria. Like junkies, cold turkey withdrawal from prosthetic
addiction is excruciatingly painful.
Imagine your president, and her husband, stumbling around naked in the
Congo, gobbling termites, slugs, bird eggs, berries, and lizards.
Cultural evolution in weaponry enabled our ancestors to
extract more food resources from the ecosystem, so the land’s carrying capacity
for humans increased, for a while, as long as overhunting didn’t deplete the
prey, and chill out the feast. Each
advance in hunting technology temporarily increased the food resources
available for hungry hominins, encouraging their numbers to grow. Inevitably, the ecological boat began to
rock, and sometimes overturn.
As you can see, innovation is risky. It often has unintended consequences. Chimps are conservative, and teach us that
innovation is unnecessary for enjoying a million years of healthy sustainable
living. The humans that are currently
decimating the chimps’ forest, and the entire planet, present a different, and
very important lesson.
Chimps have almost no understanding of the human-caused Earth
Crisis. Their knowledgebase is modest,
limited to local affairs, in the here and now.
They learn by observing and imitating their elders. They lack the cultural information needed to
destabilize the planet’s climate systems, acidify the oceans, eliminate
forests, and generally behave like insane idiots. They learn exactly enough to live sustainably
from birth to death. Perfect!
When I was a young lad, I was forced to spend years
institutionalized in a series of educational penitentiaries. Like an assembly line, students had their
brains filled with cultural information.
I was taught about history, numbers, reading, writing, human supremacy, the
daffy pursuit of status, and the sacred principles of unsustainable
living. Our mission in life was to get a
job, work hard, accumulate status trinkets, and spend our lives moving as much
stuff as possible from nature to landfills — a remarkably toxic game. I shudder at the amount of stuff that has
passed through my life.
Americans, British, and other colonizers created boarding
schools for the children of the wild aboriginal people they conquered. Kids were snatched away from their families,
communities, and cultures. They were
forbidden to speak their own language, or sing their songs. They had their brains filled with the
cultural information of industrial civilization. The kids suffered tremendous emotional damage
from this brutal process, and many were seriously wounded for the rest of their
days.
Priests used to boast: “Give me your child for his first
seven years, and I will have him for life.”
The cultural information you are imprinted with in childhood usually
solidifies like concrete, and those beliefs are carried until your final
breath. This works perfectly in
sustainable wild cultures, where kids learn time-proven knowledge. It sucks in super-toxic cultures, where
everyone is taught to be mindless eco-terrorists. Derrick Jensen once noted that unquestioned
beliefs are the most dangerous and destructive things in the world.
Humans are not in serious trouble because of crappy
genes. Genes did not get us into this
mess, culture did. Every human that
squirts out of the womb is a wild animal, ready to spend a lifetime in a
healthy tropical ecosystem. We don’t
become batshit crazy critters until we are trained by a batshit crazy family
and society. If you had been born into a
wild, free, and happy tribe in the Amazon rainforest, you would have grown up
in a sane culture, and you would be living in a low impact mode that has
respect and reverence for the natural world (until the maniacs on bulldozers
arrive to introduce you to progress).
Genetic information is passed from one generation to the next
via reproduction. Cultural information
is passed via words, images, and demonstration.
We acquire it from TV, websites, books, classrooms, conversations, and so
on. We absorb a knowledgebase that has
accumulated over many generations. Each
new generation has no need to spend decades reinventing the wheel, clothing, or
the fire drill.
Paul Ehrlich once spent time among the Inuit of Hudson Bay,
Canada. He was surprised to discover
that the entire knowledgebase of their cultural information was known by
everyone — how to hunt seals, tan pelts, weave a net, sew a coat, and so
on. In Ehrlich’s own culture, nobody
knows even a millionth of our cultural information. It’s impossible to learn it all, and the
knowledgebase is constantly growing, faster and faster. Folks can get a PhD from Stanford without
ever learning a single thing about science.
The survival of humankind is dependent on ecological sustainability, but
most PhDs know nothing about it, nor do our political leaders.
Here’s a half-happy idea: William E. Rees reminded us that
cultural evolution is also subject to something like natural selection. Maladaptive cultural mutations, like the
belief in perpetual growth, limitless resources, or utopia-bound progress will
eventually push the civilization off the cliff, into the compost bin. Stuff like motorized transport, industrial
manufacturing, and agriculture will inevitably go extinct because depletion of
resources will pull the plug on them.
The more daunting challenge has to do with wisely and
deliberately tossing overboard the maladaptive hallucinations that infest our
throbbing thinkers — hierarchy, patriarchy, human supremacy, materialism,
disconnection from nature, and so on.
Our culture never stops pushing us to run at full speed to the
cliff. We are completely unprepared to
proceed with a healthy, cleansing, cultural evolution enema.
3 comments:
There is a very important distinction between genetic and cultural evolutions. In the former the basic chemicals are the same and the playing field is level. In the latter the more powerful dictates the outcome of any encounter.
In the story 'Law of the Jungle' two small children are lost for 3 days in a forest full of wild animals. When they were found there was not a single mark of tooth or claw on them.
Jom Corbett ends the story...
When Hitler's war was nearing its end, in one week I read
extracts from speeches of three of the greatest men in the
British Empire, condemning war atrocities, and accusing the
enemy of attempting to introduce the 'law of the jungle' into
the dealings of warring man and man. Had the Creator made
the same law for man as He has made for the jungle folk,
there would be no wars, for the strong in man would have
the same consideration for the weak as is the established law
of the jungles.
Interesting!
In Wolf-Children and Feral Man wolves raised two young girls.
In Spell of the Tiger tigers often enjoyed having villagers for lunch.
I read Richard Dawkins’ The Selfish Gene when it was published. At first I was appalled. I was young, naive and stupid. I was on the wrong evolutionary highway – the road to hell. I had just arrived in a strange land, I was 19 and a year later I read this book that told me something I already knew, that had been in my head for years. Strangely no one around me felt the same. Then I realised there was an obvious reason for this. I had not been institutionalized, I had escaped the priests and because I lived in a war zone I had to look after my own education.
Specific behaviour does not always have to be selfish, it can be altruistic, but it is a now a consequence of our inability to understand ecological destruction and social malfunction among other trivial disaster and doomsday scenarios. There is much evidence of this in humanity’s past, being altruistic and humble is clever, being selfish and stupid is not.
I also believe that memes exist as a humble thought process, you either know or don’t know. This is the juxtaposition between ‘there is something happening here and you don’t know what it is’ and ‘there is something happening here and I know exactly what it is’. And I want to do something about ‘it’ but I don't need to explain.
There is not much argument to counter the belief that memes also exist in the collective consciousness, whether as shared ideas or as creative moments that become public property. Dawkins’ own definition was such, a word that ‘conveys the idea of a unit of cultural transmission, or a unit of imitation’. The argument is that they are not the same type of meme, that the meme in the head is acutely personal and not public, and is actionable. Either you know it or you don’t know it and if you do know it your actions cannot be mimicked or imitated, they are inimitably personal.
Dawkins was in his academic ivory tower when he wrote his book, in the factories and fields where I worked in my early years you had no time for evolutionary dreaming. I grew up and have remained different in every way to almost every one I have ever encountered, whether in work or in politics or in personal encounters. I say almost because Rick Reese is one exception. Our paths are different and I am certain he will have his own opinion on this particular idea or meme, because he should.
Post a Comment