You probably are aware that I have a philosophical bent. I am not a professional philosopher (to profess being a philosopher, you have to say “I am a philosopher); I am an amateur philosopher and I am of the position that everyone dabbles in philosophy, so we are all, to some extent, philosophers. I am however fearful for the topic as the professional philosophers seem to be constantly going off the deep end, actually diving into the deep end of the pool, when there is no water in it.
To avoid ridicule, the pros wrap their statements in cocoons of jargon, impenetrable by the uninitiated, which is the bulk of us. As a consequence there are far fewer critics able to address their writings. Plus as a recovering academic there is a certain attitude in academia of “I won’t criticize your work if you do not criticize mine.” This is why academic disputes are so nasty. You know there is far more beneath the surface that in the purported topic under discussion.)
What I am getting to are the current philosophical positions regarding consciousness.
To start we do not know what conscious is, so each discusser is somewhat free to define it along lines consistent with their views. Some limit consciousness to simple self awareness, others go much, much farther, but I do not know whether any of these discussions advance our understanding on conscious, even a little. Before science was “Science,” at least in the western tradition, it was called Natural Philosophy. But starting in the sixteenth century and then continuing on for a couple of centuries Natural Philosophy became science and natural philosophers became scientists.
I suspect that some of the driving force in this spilt came from “scientists” wanting to know answers and were willing to do experiments or make measurements of nature being irritated with Natural Philosophers who could shoot their mouths off in volume but weren’t interested in finding out what Nature has to say about their blather.
The trigger for this latest of my diatribes, is those “philosophers” who think that the universe is conscious or the universe is merely a mental state within an at-large cosmic mind from which we are all breakaway fragments or ‘alters’ (via Bernardo Kastrup in his Analytic Idealism).
Now, I am probably not the best person to criticize his betters because my philosophy is quite simple, namely: “what is is and shit happens.” Science is an investigative tool to study what is and what shit happening involves. It doesn’t “mean” anything otherwise. Apparently that makes me a pragmatic materialist or pragmatic realist, but I care little for either label.
So, me and my little pea brain see this: we don’t know fuck all about consciousness. Part of it is surely self awareness, being able to ‘hear” our own thoughts unspoken or spoken, which is probably a good place to start, but not now, for me.
There seems little doubt that our mental abilities are located in our brains. Years of studying brain diseases and injuries seem to support this hypothesis. (It has to be an hypothesis because until we know what conscious is, stating where it is located is highly speculative.) Anatomical studies show that the nerves which carry the signals from our eyes go to a defined location in our brains, the visual cortex. Similarly there are oodles of evidence that sensory data for sensory nerves gets trucked into our brains, specifically to other locations, so at a bare minimum our brains are a center of nerve information sorting. More anatomical studies have located centers for other mental functions. Still we do not know what consciousness is or what thoughts are.
A reasonable hypothesis is that consciousness, whatever the fuck it is is a property of our brains. Supporting this is that in order to process information, it has to be shuttle back and forth all over the land. (We now know that memories aren’t stored in one place; they are split with the aural parts storied in our auditory cortex, the visual parts storied in the visual cortex, etc. When a memory is recalled, all of those parts get stitched back together. Now here is the key part: in order for any information to be processed, many nerve impulses need to be shuttled around and nerve impulses in the human body travel at about 200 mph (320kph). Since your brain is like 5-6 inches thick along any axis, and that 200 mph translates into roughly 3520 inches per second, a nerve impulse only takes like 0.0017 seconds to make the longest trip across the brain.
In order for “the universe” to perform cognitive functions and possess a mind, like humans do, its “nerve impulses,” whatever they may be, are limited to the speed of light, roughly 3 billion meters per second, a whole lot faster than biological nerve impulses, but … and you knew that but was coming, didn’t you? imagine trying to have a conversation with an astronaut on the planet Mars. Since neither Mars nor the Earth are stationary, this would take anywhere from 3 to 22 minutes per message. This is why science fiction stories use workarounds (A subspace message, Captain!) and “hyperspace message torpedoes, etc. except The Martian which was a breath of fresh air to scientists viewing that movie or reading that book.
Okay, my point? Imagine what your thoughts would be like if every nerve impulse had a lag time of 3 to 22 minutes. Got it? Goodbye cognition. Hello, human slug.
And these are two planets quite close together in the same solar system. What about Alpha Centauri, a neighboring star to our Sol and also in “our galaxy and therefore our universe,” which is 4.4 light years away. What would a 4.4 year time lag do to the steps in any possible processing of information?
Now, this doesn’t stop many philosophers and speculative physicists, they imagine that the speed of light isn’t a speed limit, or that there are parallel universe to ours (parallel how?). This is what happens when recreational drugs get legalized. Like cats and laser pointer dots, these folks follow the dot no matter where it takes them: La La Land, Neverland, Wonderland, etc.
If our consciousness is located in our brains then there is a good reason it is so, evolution does play dice with the universe. Our brains are composed of neurons and other cells whose functions have squat to do with processing food or locomotion or any other physical task but as to identifying where to put our feet when we are walking, our brains are way cool. And they are small and compact while still consuming vast amounts of blood sugar and oxygen in order to create mental states and whatnot. Anything much, much larger is unlikely to have consciousness, sure blue whales, dinosaurs, and so on, but mountains? planets? solar systems, galaxies, universes? Too big, Bubba, try again with another bullshit theory, the current ones are crap. (Why? Because they ignore obvious facts.)
