The mini-park outside the Chicken House in the off season.

* * * * * * * * * *

I view the species Homo sapiens with a gimlet eye, as I think I have already made clear. This is in spite of the fact that I harbor an immense fondness for some few individual specimens of that species. It seems clear to me, based upon the information currently available, that the species Homo sapiens is the most voracious and rapacious species that has ever trod the face of this little planet. Homo sapiens not only display an intra-species viciousness, but also direct their viciousness at other species inhabiting the planet. There is good evidence that there have been other periods of great extinctions in the past. The great extinction of species currently underway, however, is for the first time directly attributable to the conduct of one of those same species--the supposedly self-aware one--Homo sapiens.

How is one to make sense of this? For my part whenever I encounter some further example of the cruelty of our species, particularly the thoughtless, untoward behavior of some of our species toward others of our own species, I have tended to invoke the nostrum that there are “too many rats in the cage.” The human population of the planet is after all hurtling toward 9 billion, an unimaginable number. While there remain vast stretches of inhospitable, formidable landscapes on the planet that are sparsely inhabited, specimens of our species tend to huddle thickly together in relatively small, friendlier areas.

After some years of casually tossing off that explanation “too many rats in the cage,” I determined to look further into the science underlying it. I am an Enlightenment kind of guy after all. That brought me around to the work of ethologist John B. Calhoun, the man who actually put the rats, and sometimes mice, in those cages and watched and reported. I fully recognize the pitfalls of extrapolating from the behavior of rats and mice to explanations of human behavior, but one can hardly help oneself. The manner in which Professor Calhoun wrote up his observations does not discourage that either. Perhaps he is to be criticized for that.


I found that Professor Calhoun conducted a whole series of such experiments, each of different design, some involving rats and some involving mice. For our purposes here, I shall give a brief description of two general types, the rat thing and the mouse thing, as well as the results as I understand them.  

His early experiments in the late 1950’s involved domesticated Norway rats. He constructed a large cage in a barn with three or four “rooms” between which the rats could travel freely. Unlimited food and water. No predators. No disease. A rat “utopia.” He initially stocked the cage with a number of rats for which there was ample space. First, he noticed that even though there was ample food and water in all of the “rooms,” the rats tended to crowd together in one of the rooms where they ate together leaving the other “rooms” largely unoccupied. (This might perhaps explain why all of our great restaurants are in urban areas and require reservations.) Thus, overpopulation developed in one room while the other rooms were mainly empty.

Then, as the population increased, as populations will, he noticed changes in the little rat society. The female rats began having difficulty carrying their pregnancies to term. There was increased maternal mortality among those who did. The mothers who survived giving birth paid little or no attention to their motherly duties. As for the males, they become hyperactive, extremely aggressive, cannibalistic, and pathologically withdrawn. They also displayed “sexually deviation,” in Professor Calhoun’s words, a subject that I shall leave untouched here for good reason, one rat's "sexual deviation" being another rat's delight, I say. There was a societal breakdown as a result of what the good professor called “behavioral sink,” which then led to the extinction of the rat population.

Briefly, the mice experiments in the 1960’s can be described this way. In this case Professor Calhoun introduced four pairs of mice into a nine foot square pen complete with nesting boxes, food, and water. The only limiting factor on their reproduction was that space, but a space with nesting boxes sufficient to accommodate 3,840 mice. Initially, the population increased apace reaching 620, but then the population increase started to slow. The mouse society began to break down with the mice displaying the same aberrant behavior to that of those Norway rats. A female mouse successfully gave birth on day 600, which was the last successful birth in the colony. The population at that point stood at 2,200 mice.  The society had totally broken down at that point what with the aberrant behavior, however, and the colony began its descent into extinction.

As I was contemplating the implication of all that, I encountered a newspaper column by a writer whom I admire, Leonard Pitts, Jr. It occurred to me that if it is fair to extrapolate from rodent behavior to human behavior, then it is equally fair to extrapolate from human behavior to rodent behavior. It is entirely possible that Professor Calhoun simply happened to put rats and mice in those cages that did not like each other.

Views: 546

Comment by greenheron on March 13, 2017 at 4:50pm

I'm not a scientist so can't comment on the rat experiments. I am quite fond of rats though. A former teaching assistant had a pet rat that she'd bring to class. It ate snacks from the cafeteria and she carried it around in her ample cleavage. It would pee periodically and once got an immense erection.

I have a rat collection in my office, three rat paintings, and about a dozen rat toys and figures. One is remote controlled on wheels and I used to use it to pick the best project on the wall back when the remote worked. Me, or one of the students would run it over to the best picture and there was a button that made its eyes light up red while flashing on and off. 

Yep. That's about all I know about rats. Good post!

Comment by greenheron on March 13, 2017 at 4:54pm

Comment by Rita Shibr on March 13, 2017 at 5:34pm

Brass...I admit... I skimmed . 

Comment by Stephen Brassawe on March 13, 2017 at 5:43pm

You are forgiven, Rita. It is too long. I know better than to post something of upwards of 850 words.

When I find myself in a "black ass" mood (to use Hemingway's phrase), I find that the best way out is to write my way through it. Having done so now, I know that in the morning I will be chock full of bonhomie, overflowing with warm, squishy feelings for every other member of my species.

Comment by Stephen Brassawe on March 13, 2017 at 5:54pm

Thanks for reading, greenheron. And an appropriate image, I must say.

For example, I have had occasion often to write off the intra-species viciousness occasionally displayed here as well as the routine intra-species viciousness displayed on the old OpenSalon as simply other instances of "too many rats in the cage."

Comment by greenheron on March 13, 2017 at 6:28pm

Brass, there is something dark yet wonderful about rats. They are funny and horrible at the same time. Are we too densely populated here you think? 

Comment by Stephen Brassawe on March 13, 2017 at 6:42pm

Hi, Phyllis.

No, the internet is too densely populated, greenheron. I shall explain.

I am an old man. I existed before the internet. I learned the art of civil discourse in roadhouses. In that sparsely populated venue, face to face, if you insulted the farmer or construction worker on the bar stool next to you, or a woman for that matter, you might soon find yourself sliding backwards across that wooden floor spitting out blood. That is how I was trained in the art of civil discourse. I cannot shed that training now.

As a result of that training, I cannot help but regard the hurling of insults at another human being via the internet from a safe distance of 500 or 1,000 miles away as a special species of cowardice. It is just the way I am programmed. I cannot change.

Comment by greenheron on March 13, 2017 at 6:51pm

The insults I guess come with the medium. So do laughter and connection. 500 miles are not a barrier when someone makes you laugh in real time, as you are wont to do.

I take people home in my head: students, someone I had a conversation with at the bakery this weekend, people here–I thought about hair most of Sunday. These are sweetnesses that didn't exist in the same way pre-internet. If there be insults, if that's what it costs to laugh with someone in Iowa, well, I'll pay. 

Comment by Stephen Brassawe on March 13, 2017 at 7:37pm

One of my favorite unintentional jokes of all time was the mission statement that used to appear prominently at the top of the old OpenSalon venue:

About: Open Salon is a publishing platform with a built-in audience. It was developed for writers, photographers and artists of any stripe in need of a smart home for their work (and not one of those giant, anonymous blog networks), and who are hoping to be rewarded for it.

[Emphasis added.]

Comment by nerd cred on March 13, 2017 at 8:05pm

Once past the small tribe stage have humans ever been that different from now? Other than the tools we use, that is. 

Comment

You need to be a member of Our Salon to add comments!

Join Our Salon

NEW BLOG POSTS

Is the Trump Tide Starting to Turn

Posted by Rodney Roe on August 18, 2017 at 8:14am 6 Comments

SHACKLES OF OUR OWN DEVISE

Posted by Jonathan Wolfman on August 18, 2017 at 6:51am 6 Comments

Omens

Posted by Terry McKenna on August 18, 2017 at 3:30am 4 Comments

Today is my birthday!

Posted by Ron Powell on August 18, 2017 at 2:12am 10 Comments

A Couple Questions

Posted by nanatehay on August 17, 2017 at 3:28pm 13 Comments

Best Trump Graph Ever

Posted by Rob Wittmann on August 17, 2017 at 10:05am 2 Comments

The Making of Donald Trump

Posted by Ron Powell on August 17, 2017 at 9:30am 5 Comments

Congratulations

Posted by greenheron on August 17, 2017 at 7:09am 4 Comments

© 2017   Created by lorianne.   Powered by

Badges  |  Report an Issue  |  Privacy Policy  |  Terms of Service