a Bayesian approach to self-identity
A friend says that all the geniuses seem to have had a seminal moment in childhood that turned them towards their calling.
The allure of this explanation seems obvious. Except for the fans of Gladwell's 10,000 hours, there's something special about geniuses; not like the rest of us. There must be an explanation of their magic specialness. There must have been a cause, an igniting start for this astonishing and extraordinary career. There must have been a special moment.
I think this is all a fallacy, a failure to use Bayesian reasoning, compounded with a myth promoted by Freud that has somehow become an article of faith in folk psychology.
Geniuses, or talented celebrities of any stripe, are the focus of great popular interest. They are often interviewed by journalists who are not geniuses, just ordinary blokes who want to please their audience, or their editor's audience. What does the audience want? To know how the genius became genius. It's a disguised version of "why are you a genius and I'm not?" or more personally, "how come I'm just your average slob, damnit! How come you're so special?!"
And to answer this question, our ordinary-bloke journalist asks, "how did you become a genius?" Not in those words, of course, but more like "what got you interested in what you do?" "How did it all begin?" in other words, our vicarious spokesperson here is specifically asking the genius to come up with a beginning experience. And how does genius do this? Why, by scanning her past as far back as possible to find that start. Seek and you shall find. There's almost always some event that will fit the bill. End result: any genius will have a beginning story and it will likely be nestled in childhood. It's a case of confirmation bias, or inductive fallacy -- they're basically the same -- and they both mistake evidence for science.
Why is this a failure to apply Bayesian reasoning? Consider all the events of childhood. Countless, aren't there? Most of them forgotten, no? That's just the point! Of all those events, many of them could have been sparks for interest. Now, how many of these produced no enduring interest? How many produced no impression at all? How many sparked a brief but not lasting interest? Well, all of them except the one that genius held onto. In other words, it's not the event at all, it must be the potential interest already within the genius.
The relationship between the choice of story and the development of enduring interest is no doubt idiosyncratic and complex, including all the chances and complexities of environment pre and post natal. Or it may have been a driving interest from within, a polygenic inheritance. Whatever the case, there's no reason to believe that the event was the cause.
Among birders -- lovers of birds, bird-watchers, bird devotees, ornithologists -- there's a common experience they describe as their spark bird, the bird that ignited their interest in becoming a birder. The metaphor says a lot, I think. A spark without tinder is a flash in the pan. It's the tinder that makes the flame. No parade of birds, no matter how long, exotic, brightly colored or iridescent, flamboyant, weird, big or tiny, could spark my interest in birds. Is it because we had a bird at home for a little while, so I got used to them? But why didn't that bird initially spark me?
It's because me. It's not because of the parade of flaunting birds. It seems ludicrous to think that the bird makes the birder. When looking at the events of childhood, it's just as important, maybe even more important, to look at all the events that made no impression. That's the base rate. That's the norm. Surely that's just as informative, if not more. What makes a genius is not the event, but the personality, the personality that ignored all the other big events, or dabbled in some of them and lost interest.
The Freudian myth that childhood events are responsible for our development ignores the normal. I'll be posting soon on this oblivious obvious of the ordinary. It's the normal stuff, the everyday, the 99% of childhood, that makes up 99% of experience. And even that is only background. Oneself is 100% of one. Freud liked to have an explanation for everything, even if he had to fictionalize one. No doubt it made him seem more valuable and smart, and it's the character of the charlatan to know more than everyone else. Charlatanism is the pretense of having extra-normal knowledge. But it's just a pretense.
The same experience can have radically different -- even opposite -- effects depending on the person. Much of psychology ignores the radical diversity of congenital personality. It's one of the deep beauties of Ruth Benedict's understanding of personality that she recognized the congenial origin of diversity. Anthropologists often mistake her view as "culture determines personality", which is consistent with current popular post modern and also Marxist blank slate views that there's nothing innate that culture can't manipulate.
Benedict was diametrically and essentially opposed to such a view in her very heart. And in her reasoning mind and empirical research. She reasoned: if culture determined personality, there could be no deviance. And she empirically observed: every culture has its deviants. Conclusion: the personality of the culture cannot determine the personality of its members.
On her view, every culture has its own set of norms, a selection of possible human traits, so it has a kind of personality of its own. That's the personality of the culture, not the individuals born into it. Some are born with traits akin to their culture's norms, others born with traits further from them and still others too far from them to conform to the culture. Those last are the deviants. On her view, those who were born with exactly the traits of the culture are perfectly normal, are never criticized, and need never doubt themselves. In short, the perfectly normal are the psychopaths -- having self doubt is what it means to have a conscience, just what they lack. She's on the side of the deviants.
Notice that this account of psychopathy is not the current "they are born without a conscience." No. It's that they happen to have been born into a culture that 100% supports them. If they'd been born in another culture, they'd have self-doubts and a conscience. It's the accidental match between congenial nature (her expression) and the norms of the culture that leads to psychopathy. So. if you have self-doubts, are not satisfied with yourself, troubled by yourself -- that's good! It means you're not a psychopath! It's good that you don't fit in perfectly with your culture. After all, the cultural norms are not necessarily good. They are just the local norms. The Good, whatever that is, is beyond the relative norms of any local system of norms. Benedict is no relativist. The local norms are just a kind of compass to set the direction of individuals in the society, to facilitate their ability to succeed within that culture. Unfortunately, it can leave behind those who are born with traits too far to fit in. She instructs us that in native cultures, the deviants are often embraced as sacred -- weird, maybe and certainly not normal, but special, supranormal, and to be respected as such. We, rigid as we are and all too arrogantly self-righteous, should learn from those cultures.
For her, innate diversity is the essence of human personality, which she describes as our distinctive "congenial nature". Far from endorsing cultural norms, she turns it upside down: the perfectly normal are the most dangerous individuals, the Dick Cheney's who can order the mass murder of thousands without hesitation, and still be considered normal and even respected.
It's not what happened to you as a child. It's the luck of being born as you in a culture not yours.