I'm curious about where the human drive to solve puzzles comes from.
It's a cool thing, don't get me wrong. But you have to wonder why it's something so many of us share. We are driven to know things, even things that don't seem to serve any particular purpose in our lives. The process is what's compelling; many times, the answer itself is trivial, once you find it. But still we're pushed onward by an almost physical craving to figure stuff out.
Every few weeks I devote a day in my Critical Thinking classes to solving divergent thinking puzzles. My rationale is that puzzle-solving is like mental calisthenics; if you want to grow your muscles, you exercise, and if you want to sharpen your intellect, you make it work. I tell the students at the outset that they're not graded and that I don't care if they don't get to all of them by the end of the period. You'd think that this would be license for high school students to blow it off, to spend the period chatting, but I find that this activity is one of the ones for which I almost never have to work hard to keep them engaged, despite more than once hearing kids saying things like, "This is making my brain hurt."
Here's a sample -- one of the most elegant puzzles I've ever seen:
A census taker goes to a man's house, and asks for the ages of the man's three daughters.
The man says, "The product of their ages is 36."
The census taker says, "That's not enough information to figure it out."
The man says, "Okay. The sum of their ages is equal to the house number across the street."
The census taker looks out of the window at the house across the street, and says, "That's still not enough information to figure it out."
The man says, "Okay. My oldest daughter has red hair."
The census taker says thank you and writes down the ages of the three daughters.
How old are they?And yes, I just re-read this, and I didn't leave anything out. It's solvable from what I've given you. Give it a try!
This drive to figure things out, even things with no immediate application, reaches its apogee in two fields that are near and dear to me: science and linguistics. In science, it takes the form of pure research, which, as a scientist friend of mine put it, is "trying to make sense of one cubic centimeter of the universe." To be sure, a lot of pure research results in applications afterwards, but that's not usually why scientists pursue such knowledge. The thrill of pursuit, and the satisfaction of knowing, are motivations in and of themselves.
In linguistics, it has to do with deepening our understanding of how humans communicate, with figuring out the connections between different modes of communication, and with deciphering the languages of our ancestors. It's this last one that spurred me to write this post; just yesterday, I finished reading the phenomenal book The Riddle of the Labyrinth by Margalit Fox, which is the story of how three people set out, one after the other, to crack the code of Linear B.
Linear B was a writing system used in Crete 4,500 years ago, and for which neither the sound values of the characters, nor the language they encoded, was known. This is the most difficult possible problem for a linguist; in fact, most of the time, such scripts (of which there are a handful of other examples) remain closed doors permanently. If you neither know what sounds the letters represent, nor what language was spoken by the people who wrote them, how could you ever decipher it?
One of the Linear B tablets found at Knossos by Arthur Evans [image courtesy of the Wikimedia Commons]
Because once the Linear B scripts were decoded, the tablets and inscriptions turned out to be...
... inventories. Lists of how many jugs of olive oil and bottles of wine they had, how many arrows and spears, how many horses and cattle and sheep. No wisdom of the ancients; no gripping sagas of heroes doing heroic things; no new insights into history.
But none of that mattered. Because of the form that the inscriptions took, Arthur Evans, Alice Kober, and Michael Ventris realized pretty quickly that this was the sort of thing that the Linear B tablets were about. The scholars who deciphered this mysterious script weren't after a solution because they thought the inscriptions said something profound or worth knowing; they devoted their lives to the puzzle because it was one cubic centimeter of the universe that no one had yet made sense of.
That they succeeded is a testimony to this peculiar drive we have to understand the world around us, even when it seems to fall under the heading of "who cares?" We need to know, we humans. Wherever that urge comes from, it becomes an almost physical craving. All three of the people whose work cracked the code were united by one trait; a desperate desire to figure things out. Only one, in fact, had a particularly good formal background in linguistics. The other two were an architect and a wealthy amateur historian and archaeologist. Training wasn't the issue. What allowed them to succeed was persistence, and methodical minds that refused to admit that a solution was out of reach.
The story is fascinating, and by turns tragic and inspirational, but by the time I was done reading it I was left with my original question; why are we driven to know stuff that seems to have no practical application whatsoever? I completely understood how Evans, Kober, and Ventris felt, and in their place I no doubt would have felt the same way, but I'm still at a loss to explain why. It's one of those mysterious filigrees of the human mind, which perhaps is selected for because curiosity and inquisitiveness have high survival value in the big picture, even if they sometimes push us to spend our lives bringing light to some little dark cul-de-sac of human knowledge that no one outside of the field cares, or will even hear, about.
But as the brilliant geneticist Barbara McClintock, whose decades-long persistence in solving the mystery of transposable elements ("jumping genes") eventually resulted in a Nobel Prize, put it: "It is a tremendous joy, the whole process of finding the answer. Just pure joy."
Now you're going to have to tell us the answer: how old are the girls?ReplyDelete
I'll post a solution on Sunday.Delete
Quite the challenge... I have it down to six possible solutions and must be missing one more sneaky clue in the problem. Having the house number would solve it. Not that the house number bit is useless, far from it.ReplyDelete
You can figure out what the house number is -- in fact, you have to! :-)Delete