Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Theory Of Something


I heard a great program on NPR a few weeks ago about the brain and how we actually make decisions. The author of a book on the subject said he got interested in the whole idea when he was sent to the grocery store to buy Cheerios and stood there in the cereal aisle for thirty minutes trying to figure out which Cheerios to buy- the Apple, the Cinnamon, the Regular, the store-brand, the name-brand, etc. and it freaked him out.

I have often been in that situation in the grocery store. Too much choice! I yell inside my own head where hopefully, no one but me can hear it. And I stand there reading labels, comparing price, and wishing that it didn't seem as if my very life hinged on what type of cereal I bought.

The author (and I'd look him up but do I have time? No. I do not) talked about how our brains can actually only hold a few things in them at one time and there is the logical part of the brain which we would THINK would be the decision-making part and there is also the emotional part of the brain which is far more important in deciding which sweater or cereal or baggies to buy. People who have had the emotional part of their brain destroyed or removed are paralyzed when it comes to decision-making. Completely paralyzed.

And he talked about another study in which people had been given a two-digit number to memorize and another group had been given a seven-digit number to memorize and then both groups had been offered a snack- which involved a choice. Either a nice, healthy fruit salad or some chocolate, gooey confection.
The people who had memorized the two-digit number were overwhelmingly apt to chose the fruit while the seven-digit number people chose the chocolate.

Which seems to indicate that the more shit we have going on in our brains, the less will-power we have.

WHAT???!!!

And yet, think about it. When we're stressed, when we have too much on our minds, our will power goes to shit. Our decision-making becomes more and more emotional and difficult. We all know this.

And it was like seeing a book of knowledge open up to hear about these studies because it suddenly all made sense- our national problems with obesity and addictions, our life-styles, our inability to make and follow through on plans for healthier living.

And of course, our general insanity.

I think my brain is one of those which can hold only so much before the needle goes in the red zone and it is somehow reassuring to know that there is a reason for this. That I'm not alone. And that's what I'm thinking about this morning as I have a full day of things-to-do planned. Some of them things I really WANT to do, and yet, are out of my regular schedule and so, my brain is fussing with details and I have a sense of anxiety and I feel pressured, even though there is no logical reason.
Logic has nothing to do with it.
There.

I've often said that humans are the result of some alien genetic experiment between themselves and the apes and some people are way more ape and some people are way more alien. Now THAT little scientific tidbit has not been proven, of course, but it sure does explain a lot.

And I think I have a strange mix of ape-alien inside of me. I want desperately to create, to experience, to reach-out, to DO, and yet, an even stronger desire to follow and pick the ripening berries, to make my nest comfortable and safe, to tend to the infants, to tend to my family-tribe.
And when things like lines for a play, plans for a day, jumble up in my head, my decision-making, my emotions go haywire and I feel paralyzed.

Well. That's it. I'm going to try and remember this as I go about my day. Try to breathe and be in the moment, clear the slate in my head of all those seven-digit numbers, and make good choices and dammit- enjoy what I can.

And please remember- I am not a doctor, I am not a scientist, I do not even play one on TV. I am just an ape-alien woman who has thoughts sometimes and hears things on the radio which, of course, adds to the clutter in her ape-alien brain and her theories are merely that and please- do not try this at home without consulting a professional.

Have a nice day.

23 comments:

  1. That could explain why I walk into the local hypermarket planning to buy ONLY nappies, and end up leaving with 50 euros worth of soft cheeses, cheap DVDs, and exotic balsamic vinegar. All that choice numbs my free will, hey?

    I had a friend from Bulgaria, she told me that when her grandparents travelled to France for the first time in the 80s, after most of a lifetime under Communist rule and having one type of cheese, one type of meat, one type of orange juice in the shops, they completely flipped out during a visit to a supermarket... too much of everything.

    But in terms of willpower, thats something to remember- when you find yourself eating too much after a stressful day, or drinking one glass too many of red, or smoking too many ciggies...(by 'you' I'm talking about ME of course!)

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  2. i dont wanna show off....but i guess i m a very busy person..according to the fact that my family and friends complain all the time that i never have time because i m always busy...but it seems like i never have trouble to choose products or stuff...i also dont like to "go and see & search"..i always know what i wantt when i go shopping...actually i dont like shopping at all..to me its dead time...the only thing i like is going on the farmers marekt thats not shopping but delight and fun..

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  3. Interesting, Dr Monkey for a head, interesting.

    If that link doesn't work, don't worry about it.

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  4. I totally feel that stress a lot of days. Like my to do list is too long and so much of it should be FUN stuff but I feel overwhelmed and just want to stay in bed. Thanks for this! Makes me feel a little better.

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  5. This makes sense. Lots of sense, which is why I am looking into Buddhism and meditation, to try to clear my mind, simplify my life, and bring a sort of focus to my spirit. Should be an adventure.

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  6. Ms. Moon, you are a damn genius ape-alien woman. This done made my day.

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  7. I LOVE YOU MS MOON!!

    This totally explains comfort food.

    It explains a lot, actually.

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  8. Crazy weird- I totally blogged on the EXACT same topic today. With links to the NPR story and the Wall Street Journal article.

    It's really got my head spinning- it seems to explain a lot for me. About healthy choices, about disorganization in my home, about folding laundry, even!

    it's like hearing all that clicked on a lightbulb and I'm just waiting for the lightbulb to light up all the way.

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  9. Well I certainly appreciate the advice from the ape-alien woman (and this would be the first time I have ever called anyone that) and it seems pretty sound to me. It certainly would explain why we eat or drink for emotional reasons or when I go to the store hungry I end with a bill of about $200 instead of $50. If you find a way to clear out those seven-digit numbers please let me know because I need to make some room in this ape-alien man brain of mine.

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  10. I know that my kids always "act up" when I'm stressed and have a lot on my plate. Hmmmmmmmmm....maybe, just maybe my patience is down and my impulsive, chocolate hoarding behaviors are up. Maybe it's all me, not them.

    Makes sense to me.

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  11. Paint.....your Cheerio's decision reminds me of the paint decision I have been mulling over for the past 6 months. What shade of purple that I want to paint in my daughters room would best compliment the shade of green we have in the kitchen, and what color should I go for in the living room....what about color choices in each bathroom and hallway....and what about the color in my sons room????? If it helps, I want to paint my bedroom silver sage from Restoration Hardware.............I go to Lowes and Home Depot and see 5 thousand shades of every color imaginable and it's too much. . . .Too many choices.

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  12. There is too much choice in our grocery stores! I totally agree with you. We are inundated by crap, and our willpower diminishes.

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  13. That really spoke to me, Ms. Moon. I feel so guilty sometimes for not making more of an effort...to write, to socialize, to lead something, to make change, but the truth is that my greatest peace and best self is the woman who loves taking care of her family, making beautiful meals, creating a home that is a sanctuary so that everyone who enters feels free to be themselves...I like the sound of ape life.

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  14. that explains why when I'm in school, all I want is chocolate, and sometimes in the middle of class, my brain shuts off. Literally. I can't remember anything I've been taught and nor can I focus on the teacher anymore. If I eat chocolate, I feel better.

    School starts on Fri. I'd better buy more chocolate

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  15. When I was working on a project in Bonn, Germany, six years ago, I went into the Lidl store to shop. There were only a few choices of each item, I walked all around the store and realized that there was nothing there that I really needed.

    Back in the US, I went to the locally owned grocery in my town to buy some mustard. There were 100 kinds of mustard. 100!! And not one of them was exactly what I was looking for. Too many choices and none of them what you really want.

    In this last couple of years, I have been mostly shopping at a small "natural food" grocery and the La Luna market near it. I just plan meals around what I can find there and at the farmers market.

    How much do we really need to eat anyway?

    Thanks for another provoking post, Ms Moon.
    x0 N2

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  16. I meant "thought provoking" of course =o).

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  17. Ms. Moon,
    There is a great episode of the Simpsons in which Homer freaks out because he's asked to learn something, and if he has to put one more thing in his brain, something else has to fall out. Because I work in a place where you goddamn sure better be able to remember shit (and I mean akk KINDS of shit), that image of Homer often comes to me, when I feel some new thing coming into my brain, and something else falling out one of my ears. Love, love.

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  18. Thanks for posting - I'm going to bookmark it and come back to it - I'd like to think about it for a while.

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  19. This is true! We learned about it in one of our educational psychology classes. Most people can only handle 7 units of information at a time, and sometimes other things (being sick, problems at home) can take up more than one unit, making it difficult for people (students) to learn anything new. You scholar, you.

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  20. The brain is an amazing thing. Will you please call your alien countrymen to explain to us all how to use them!

    xo

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  21. I have about ten errands to run today, and I know I'll be lucky if I end up doing one.

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  22. ape-alien.
    Hm.
    Yeah, I know what you mean.
    Love your ape-alien mix though.
    Love your thoughts on all this.

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  23. Screamish- I hear you. I know.

    Danielle- Well, you are a special person. I wish I was more like you in that aspect.

    Jo- Ha!

    Tiff- Something to think about. As if we need more.

    Tanya- I hope it does. Keep us posted.

    Steph- This theory explains a lot, doesn't it?

    Michelle- Yep.
    I love you too.

    Eternal Lizdom- Weird. And at least you did the research.

    Mr. Shife- Perhaps all our pin numbers will be the end of humanity as we know it.

    Nancy C- Children are wildly psychic.

    Rebecca- As if choosing the wrong shade is going to ruin our lives, right?

    Angie- It's like they spend fortunes on trying to take good food and turn it into shit we'll buy. And dammit, we do buy it!

    Roserain- Here we are, ape-women of the world. We should unite or something.

    Terena- Stock up.

    N2- Exactly. How much DO we need to eat? Good for you.

    Angie- My friend Sue used to say that our minds were like tabletops. Eventually stuff has to fall off to make more room for new stuff.

    Lunch Buckets- Okay.

    Ginger- Yeah. They should pay me for this shit, right? (Listening to the radio.)

    Ms. Fleur- I can't remember their phone number!

    Mwa- Well, there's always tomorrow.

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