A Reason to Smile

Photo credit: Quim do Porto Photography 

“The purpose of our lives is to be happy” – The Dalai Lama

If there’s one thing I’ve learned in twelve years of visiting Thailand, it’s this: when you report your lost suitcase to a member of Thai airways and she smiles reassuringly at you, be scared… Be very scared. Likely the smile means she has absolutely no idea where your suitcase has gone, even after an extensive exchange with her walkie-talkie, nor does she have any idea how to find it, so she smiles and nods reassuringly at you. It is also likely you will leave the airport with a care package comprising of socks and whitening cream. This smile also means you will most likely spend the next few days calling various customer service numbers, possibly even using high pitched sounds with the customer care representative, only to find out that really you should just calm down, lady, because in Frankfurt alone there are some 20,000 stranded suitcases, and you are mighty lucky to be in a country where the official farang dress code is a bikini and a coconut.

So smile. You are, after all, in the ‘Land of Smiles’.

The Thai language, in fact, recognises over a dozen different types of smiles. These range from the jovial “I’ve-just-won-the-lottery” smile (yim cheuat cheuan), to the defeated “my-situation-is-so-bad-I-might-as-well-smile” smile (yim soo), to the above-mentioned “sorry-we-lost-your-luggage-but-please-don’t-get-angry-with-me” smile (yim haring.) To the unacclimatised westerner, in whose culture a smile is most often synonym of happiness, arriving in a land where smiling is the Siamese equivalent of accessorizing, Thailand seems like a tropical utopia, a bubble of cerulean bliss, a sanctuary for the joyful, a celestial perch where friendly grins come to nest. Only after the painful realization that Thais can dispense equally as elegant smiles when greeting you for the first time as they do when giving you the proverbial finger, does the bubble burst forever.

But what’s in a smile?

In the western world, where social conventions do not necessarily require us to walk around with one hanging from our cheeks, smiles are essentially organised into a simple dichotomy: real or fake. Indeed, the modern study of human facial expressions, a field initiated by Darwin with his work on “The Expression of the Emotions in Man and Animals“ (1872), recognizes only two kinds of smiles: the truthful ‘Duchenne smile‘ – named after the French physician Guillaume Duchenne, who studied the physiology of facial expressions in the nineteenth century – and the fake ‘social smile‘ (also referred to as the ‘Say Cheese’ smile.)

Julia Roberts’ real and fake smiles. Can you spot the difference? Take the test here.

Nevermind trying to accurately identify the 13 Thai smiles, studies have shown that most people are completely incompetent at discriminating between a contrived and an authentic smile. For this reason, scientists have devised a coding system called the Facial Action Coding System (FACS) in order to distinguish between the genuine and the fake. Results from various studies show that despite the differences between the two being too subtle for the average person to pick up on, there are significant life-long repercussions relating to life satisfaction, life quality and even marriage quality depending on whether or not you are an authentic smiler or a ‘say cheese’ smiler.

Although the facial outcome is very similar, a fake and a genuine smile actually result from the action of different muscles and even different brain areas. Fake smiles can be performed at will, because they are controlled by the conscious part of the brain and prompt the zygomaticus major muscles in the cheeks to contract – these are the muscles that pull the corners of the mouth outwards. Genuine Duchenne smiles, on the other hand, are generated by the unconscious brain, so are automatic. In this case, the muscles that raise the cheeks – the orbicularis oculi and the pars orbitalis – also contract, making the eyes crease up, and the eyebrows dip slightly. Perhaps then, the eyes are not ‘windows to the soul’, but rather decorative windowsills, bending to shape in consonance with our mood.

Furthermore, studies have shown that people with positive emotions are happier and have more stable personalities, more stable marriages, and better cognitive and interpersonal skills than those with negative emotions throughout their life. It has also been shown that happy people live on average 14% longer than persons who report that they are unhappy, they enjoy an increased longevity of between 7.5 and 10 years, they are also less likely to commit suicide, and are less often the victims of accidents. Duchenne smiling correlates so well with these variables, in fact, that studying smile intensity in childhood and college yearbook photos is enough to successfully predict lifespan!

A chimpanzee smile

But what is the use for this peculiar muscle contraction after all? If only authentic smiles are predictors of positive feelings, why go through the trouble of showing off our ivory beads when we are not genuinely happy?

Some research has shown that smiles can elicit cooperation among strangers in a one-shot interaction, because smiling evokes trustworthiness. Given that the smile is thought by some to have evolved from the submissive ‘show of teeth’ in primates, it doesn’t seem surprising then that a conscious lifting of the ends of our mouths may have been evolutionary advantageous since it can arouse positive reactions in others during social interactions. If this is true, it would explain why smiling seems to be an innate behaviour, and why children who are born blind show the same kinds of smiles under the same situations as sighted people. Thus, adapted from the simian toothed open-mouth grin, the smile evolved somewhere along the line into its present form: a friendly string of pearls dangling ear to ear from our naked human faces.

I’m not sure what kind of facial expression I was wearing during the interchange with the Thai Airways official, but I’m guessing I gave her some sort of friendly open-mouth tooth display, for which no name in Thai or any other language exists. I had withstood 2010’s wrath, I had survived Heathrow’s chaotic vortex, and I had endured 12 hours of imprisonment in a flying capsule that barely made it out of London’s snow, so when I found myself just ten minutes away from all-you-can-take sun, heat, countless coconut trees and a million other reasons to smile, I accessorized accordingly. My lips stretched outwardly like a happy hammock into my receding cheeks that now bunched up like two blown-up cushions at the sides of my face… and I stepped, luggageless, onto the tarmac wearing my best Duchenne to date.

Survival of the Trendiest

[This is the answer to June's riddle]

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“This … stuff?”

“Oh. Okay. I see. You think this has nothing to do with you [...] But what you don’t know is that that sweater is not just blue. It’s not turquoise. It’s not lapis. It’s actually cerulean.

And you’re also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002 Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves saint Laurent – wasn’t it – who showed cerulean military jackets [...]. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of 8 different designers. And then it, uh, filtered down through the department stores, and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner… where you no doubt fished it out of some clearance bin.”

- Scene from The Devil Wears Prada

Whether sprung from a physical sensation, or from an emotional state, there is no denying that a feeling of pain is painful. But our lives may very well depend on these necessary evils, as the only way to avoid getting hurt is to know what it feels like to get hurt in the first place. Thus we learn, the hard way, to avoid pain-inducing situations so that we may less often feel pain.

Being able to steer away from situations or behaviours that will cause us physical, emotional, financial, psychological, academic or career aches, and put our own very survival at risk, is thus a basic human instinct. In fact, one of the simplest and most basic pain avoidance strategies, the pain-reflex, is an automatic and unconscious behaviour that doesn’t involve any brain or mental activity at all.

Thus, through trial and error, we learn to discard those behaviours that hurt us, and replicate those that do not and which prove successful to our lives.

And this basic act of ‘ditching the bad and reproducing the good’, is perhaps one of the most important ones governing individuals, societies, organisms (biological or societal) the human genus and the whole of life on earth: the ones who can best and most appropriately apply the ‘discard and replicate’ method, prevail.

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One need not get too technical in order to see this in action. In fact, one needs not  leave our own living-rooms or even be literate. Most reality shows are perfect examples of our quasi built-in need to practice our selective powers over others, almost regardless of the consequences this may have over foreign lives, careers, personal achievement and financial situations. The platforms and set-ups may vary but the premisse is the same: you vote off the participants who perform the worst (according to your own judgement – whatever criteria you may wish to use). Whether it be in the world famous Big Brother, or on smaller scale online reality shows such as Fourth Fiction, the approach is the same. In order to avoid elimination in these environments, contestants will adopt tactics and adapt behaviours so that they will be allowed to continue onwards and win. In the end, the ‘survivor’ will have been successful (and also perhaps lucky) in his strategizing (i.e., in his replicating of those behaviours that worked and discarding those that didn’t) and will be given prizes – the biggest one of which is a short-lived fame.

But unlike reality shows, many other aspects of our lives where competition for survival is at play, do not in fact require such an explicit and conscious process of selection, or even conscious attempts at ‘avoiding elimination’, from the general population.

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In the fashion world, the runways may introduce new styles, but whether or not these are adopted by the general public is very much the product of an organic chemistry involving chance, peculiar senses of taste, economic conditions, media reactions, and general public acceptance. In the end,  styles deemed ‘in’ (according to whatever criterion) get replicated the most, trickling down the echelons of the fashion industry, onto the sale rack, and to the give-away bin. Thus the mini-skirt, the leg-warmer and the mullet managed to get picked-up and replicated by the general population, until they became must-haves for closets and heads around the world. It seems that our own views of what is deemed ‘hot’ and what is ‘not’ becomes itself dictated not by taste and/or practicality alone, but by availability, price tag and what everyone around us is wearing. In sum, through a democratic consensus by the general public about what is ‘trendy’.

This is not to say that ‘out’ styles die off – we all still see perms and scrunchies on our way to work – they just get replicated less by the mainstream population and produced less by the chains that sell us our clothing because they work within a free market system dictated by supply-and-demand – an economic system which is itself also governed by a ‘discard and replicate‘ formula (or if you prefer, ‘buy and sell’). But because populations’ tastes are not universally shared or even stable, the presence of groups which do not adhere to mainstream fashion trends, such goths, punks and other socially and uniformly identified crowds, will always persist (and perhaps someday they will be picked up and replicated by the larger population and thus become mainstream fashion trends in turn).

The general media and economically driven mainstream trends arising from seemingly conspiratorial waves trying to put us into little boxes and make us wear what ‘they’ want us to wear, is in fact much more likely to have arisen organically from the general population’s judgement and finger-pointing of what is deemed ‘cool’ at that particular point in time.

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Graphic depicting Google’s PageRank algorithm system

And it is precisely due to this (unconsciously) democratic processes dictating the rise and fall of fashion trends, that search engines such as Google can work. PageRank is the link analysis algorithm used by Google to measure a webpage’s relative importance, and it “relies on the uniquely democratic nature of the web by using its vast link structure as an indicator of an individual page’s value. In essence, Google interprets a link from page A to page B as a vote, by page A, for page B”. In other words, the more ‘votes’ a page gets, the more ‘important’ it becomes and the more it gets bumped up on the webpage food chain. It is because Google has so accurately captured the aesthetic preferences as well as the content preferences of its customers, that I am still 6th in line behind 5 websites pertaining to a supermodel bearing the same name as me.

On a much smaller but real-time scale, Twitter is another a democratic arena in which topics of interest are picked up and spread naturally throughout the network’s lattice. Twitter can therefore be useful in tracking trending topics by calculating the number of times a certain word, group of words or hashtaged words are mentioned by its users. Many times, but not always, these reflect happenings in the news or of mainstream culture and can provide insights on to what the (twitter) population is most interested in, by looking at the topics users choose to pick up, tweet and re-tweet. Tools such as Twitter, can be said to be some of the most socialist and therefore subversive tools available to anyone that can access them. Information has the potential to be picked-up first-hand and passed from the bottom up, instead of the other way around, thus offering us an escape from the narrow information filters of publishers and media corporations.

“on the Internet, however, it’s not one single subjectivity but a popular hive-mind that decides. The “big break” arrives when, with lightning speed and often to one’s own surprise, the inscrutable pack decides to start forwarding one’s content around.” – Bill Wasik, Bright Lights, Big Internet.

But I would argue that these democratic tendencies are biological in nature, and that they characterize the decision making processes of groups of organisms sharing a particular environment. It’s not enough that a new product or behaviour is invented and publicized, it has to become ‘popular’ for it to be successful, and popularity of a product or behaviour depends on its adoption by a general public who will fixate it due to a recognized value or utility (which can be completely subjective or random – case in point: shoulder pads), which in turn will allow it to become replicated due to a preference for it. Whether they be information, fashion accessories or behaviours, these social units (some will call them memes) will continue to be perpetuated until they fall from the general population’s good graces, at which point they get discarded. Some units may enjoy long lasting popularity, such as mascara, while others may be shorter lived, such as parachute pants.

In the same fashion, modern day first-world societies also get to choose for themselves what works for the population and what doesn’t. Laws, bills, rules, and even moral codes get created, tested, and then approved or discarded according to the population’s will. Different groups will generate different consensuses about what works and what doesn’t, which is why some have the death penalty and some don’t, why some condone rape within marriage while others punish it, why some legalize abortion and marijuana while others consider it a crime, and why some have healthcare systems that cover the whole population and some that extend only to those who can afford it. Perhaps some of these behavioural units will follow MC Hammer’s pants in the near future by being deemed ‘uncool’ by the larger population and discarded in favour of something trendier.

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If instead of fabric, MC Hammer’s pants were made of long sequences of purines and pyrimidines weaved together in a helicoidal structure of microscopic proportions, they would have disappeared from the gene pool and left no descendants. In the same way that fashion accessories and behavioural habits get replicated and discarded according to each societies’ own tastes, needs, and environments (sheepskin hats would be an improbable trend in equatorial Africa) so do genes get replicated and discarded in human population groups, according to the environments in which they must survive and differing human tastes.

In this way, both types of unit alike (behavioural and genetic) make their way in and out of our lives in a purposeless, directionless way – because much like fashion they have no other reason or rhyme than the one inflicted upon them by the ‘show’s’ participants and the context in which they are placed. The selection process behind these trends thus occurs in an organic way, through a natural process in which we are pawns and players all at once and which most of us are, like in the Devil Wears Prada, so blithely unaware of. The process of Natural Selection.

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In June’s Riddle, ‘Colour me Blind I had asked you to specify what the best colour was, after having you look at 3 pictures depicting 10 multi-coloured circles superimposed on different backgrounds. The purpose was to reflect on the idea and process of selection and the concept of ‘fittest’ as expressed in ‘Survival of the Fittest’ – a sentence coined by Herbert Spencer in 1864 as a synonym for Darwin’s ‘Natural Selection’ and often misattributed to Darwin himself.

The concept of ‘best’, a superlative of good, relies entirely on our own understanding and interpretation of what ‘good’ means – even its meaning is almost universally understood. In this sense, my question was pointless and anyone that was able to provide a valid reason for decreeing one specific colour ‘the best’, is in fact right. But it is precisely because the idea of ‘good’ and ‘best’ are relative concepts that they make for drawing such good analogies with the concept of Natural Selection. This process does not obey orders of an absolute nature, but will rather take on different shapes according to the environments in which organisms are found – it is contextual and relative. What may be good in one environment may be bad, maladaptive or fatal in another environment altogether. The concept of best may also vary according to the particular element of the environment one organism happens to explore. ‘Best’ in the riddle’s context may mean ‘conspicuousness’ or it may mean ‘invisibility’ according to how we wish the interpret it. In this case, against the black background, black may be deemed the best colour because the black circle disappears against its background. On the other hand, green may be deemed the best because it is the colour that is most noticeable against the same background. You may wish to draw parallels between these ideas and the concept of predator avoidance, and mate attraction. Another interpretation would have been to determine how well a colour does in terms of ‘conspicuousness’ or ‘invisibility’ in all 3 backgrounds combined.

In the end, the goal was to reflect upon the use (or rather, the misuse) of the word ‘Fittest’ and the expression ‘Survival of the Fittest’ as a measure of absolute overall gene quality and superiority; an idea which has so often been used to distort the realities of Evolution and of Natural Selection, and which has in indirect ways legitimized political and military movements of disastrous proportions.

King of the Canopy

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Darwin’s 1868 primate phylogeny

Perspective is everything.

How far our eyes reach from the perch on our tree branch will dictate the angle at which the world will appear to us. Our take on life may be religious, and within that realm it can take many shapes. It can be that of a male or of a female, of a republican, liberal or anarchist. It can be that of a scientist, a human rights activist, an oppressed minority, a transgendered teenager, a child or parent. Our world’s panorama will depend on how high up or how far down we choose to make nest: what excites us, what hurts us, what matters to us.

Everything is about the distance at which we place ourselves between the sky and the ground: do I see a patch of green or can I make out the individual stems of the grass and its underlying soil? How well defined or plump do the clouds look? What shade of blue is the sky made of?

As humans, with our all-knowing brains and consciousness of our own consciousness, we go to great lengths to justify our right to the treetop. We are the evolutionary last-stop, the makers of this tree, kings of the canopy. From up here we see it all – how far the world spreads out around us, how many other trees surround us, and how vast the universe’s scope is.

Without an upwards reference, the view from the top can be quite lonely. For lack of a ceiling we sketch a whole dome to suit our cravings. Without humility, our orphaned souls like Narcissus fall over heels for the rippleless canvas and lose themselves in an all-knowing and perfect reflection that we fail to recognize as our own; we unfold ourselves into an alter-ego bearing all of the names but our own.


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Echo and Narcissus: Richard Baxter, 1998

There is little wonder that the reprimanding  finger pointing back at us from across the sky appears so much more perfect than we are. We fail to see that it is a mere inverted extension of our own finger pointing at a glassy void in wonder. In our search of something bigger, we find ourselves staring at a distorted entity that we fail to see as made in our own image.

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The Creation of Adam, Michelangelo (Sistine chapel)

Caught in a lacanian mirror-stage, we are permanently captivated by our own image and are unwilling to let go from this quasi-libidinal relationship with it.

It is hard to swallow the red pill and plunge our fists into the gooey mirror we seem to look up to, without fear of what we may find, what emptiness, what beauty, what wonders may lie within it. The choice between our narcissistic love-affair with ourselves and truth-seeking is never an easy one, as exemplified by Neo’s blue pill/red pill choice:  “You have to understand that many people are not ready to be unplugged, and many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system that they will fight to protect it.”

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Neo in The Matrix

Let us be unplugged.

Let us seek to understand our limitations and attempt to remove ourselves from our perch, to view things in a different light, to lose whatever illusions of self-aggrandizement and noblesse we may harbor and poke at the world with respect but without fear, with interest but without bigotry, with curiosity but without invasiveness, with gusto but not self-indulgence or sense of entitlement.

Yes, the more we poke the more our egos take a blow and the closer we come together with surrounding branches until we are no longer alone on our thrones. There is a thickening trunk connecting us all. Let us rejoice in that.

Let us stop denying ourselves the freedom to be free-spirited, to think critically and in depth about our condition and surroundings. Let us find purpose in the confines of our epidermis and not beyond it; let good and evil be in opposition to each other, not the bargaining chip of a third party; and let meaning sprout from itself and from the joy it gives us in itself, not as the creation of a ghostly entity. Let us be our own puppeteers, masters of our choices, not second-guessers of fickle imaginary matter.

A high school philosophy teacher once said that humans are bothered by silence. We fill our lives with noise, dizzying, insatiable, incessant noise, empty noise, white noise, numbing noise, chirpy twittering noise, in order to muffle the sound of the disconcerting questions, the important questions we try to avoid all the way to our deathbeds.

Let us find comfort in this silence.

Let us not find satisfaction in default explanations. Reason, intelligence, intent and design are indeed the perfect tools to create functional things, but these are workings of our very human minds; let us stop projecting these onto immaterial presences outside of it.

Our treetop is not lonely, nor special, nor solid, nor enduring and self-sustainable. Our treetop is very tall, and thick and old. It is still growing, slowly, at a rate we cannot perceive, that we will never perceive. Let us thank ourselves for this knowledge, and be humbled.

The feeling of an enlightenment from above placed us at the center of the universe, and filled us with entitlement to burn, murder, steal, enslave, invade. Removing ourselves from that position came at a cost and those who dared to suggest it, were condemned by the fearful.

Let us be enlightened from within.

Let us value the capacity of the human mind and spirit. A spirit that thrives on its own, as independent and self-sufficient as its body. A spirit with the power to heal, not with wishes but with actions, with the power to fly, not through gift but through craft, and with the power to realize the scope and breadth but also the limitations of its capabilities. Let us appreciate this with the knowledge that this capacity provides us with rights but more importantly with responsibilities. Responsibilities to educate, to help, to intervene, to let be, to move forward, to evolve.

Let us marvel in the wonders of the world with the knowledge that its mysteries are nor readily graspable nor divinely intangible, thus hampering our inquisitiveness in the process. Let us be brave and accept that pain exists, sometimes with no reason nor purpose, but let us also draw pleasure purely from pleasure’s existence.

Let us be free, but free in the knowledge that freedom of the individual comes as a price: the recognition and acceptance that we are alone amongst each other, with no one to report to but ourselves. Let us realize that this is the real and only source of morality, a sense of duty to ourselves and others around us.

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The Universe in One Year, inspired by Carl Sagan’s (1934-1996)  “Cosmic Calendar

And finally, let us remain at the top of the tree, but put aside our arrogant crowns. Let us not look down with disdain or ownership, nor up with servility and blinding devotion. Let us not be lords of this tree, nor be vassals to its reality.

Let us have perspective.