Bill Benzon’s Busy Bee Brain

Read the whole thing, it’s one of those ideas that’ll stay with you. Excerpt:
There is now a pretty strong consensus that the cerebral cortex (which is, by no means, the entire brain, but it is likely that this is where culture is carried) is organized into small columns of neurons. In a 1978 essay Vernon Mountcastle called these minicolumns and suggested that they have about 100-300 neurons each. He estimated that the neocortex consists of 600,000,000 of these minicolumns. He also suggested that these minicolumns are organized into macrocolumns, about 600,000 of them — implying that there are hundreds of minicolumns per macrocolumn. (Mountcastle was clear that these numbers were just order of magnitude estimates & that is all I need for my purposes.) That makes these macrocolumns roughly the size of a typical invertebrate nervous system of 10K to 100K neurons. So, here’s my metaphor: Your neocortex consists of 600,000 buzzing bees going about their business.

The point of the metaphor is that, just as individual bees are autonomous agents (which must, nonetheless, feed and reproduce in a group), so the macrocolumns are autonomous agents (which are physically coupled to many other such agents). Bees go about their business by sensing optical and chemical gradients and features and by moving their bodies and excreting chemicals. The macrocolumns are not directly connected to the external world, but they have extensive inputs and outputs to other macrocolumns and to other regions of the brain and nervous system. From a purely information processing point of view, they are as capable of action as are bees. They “sense” neurochemical gradients in the intersynaptic space and act on their sensations by excreting chemicals into that space.
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The Elusive Peanut

My friend Ken Levis named this beautiful, shy, wild yet affectionate creature “Peanut,” which may explain why she hides most of the time. I’m the only human other than Ken she will leave her hiding place in the closet for, and I’m cat-sitting this weekend. Peanut trusts me, but she doesn’t trust cameras, so I had to take these pictures from a distance with maximum zoom. If she finds out I turned her into this silly animated gif, she may never let me rub her belly again.


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Things I Call My Cat

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puss
pussy
pusser
pussy cat
pooty tat
pootae
potato
potato head
mr. potato head
potato cat
mr. cat
mr. boy
boy cat
boykit
babycat
kittybones
mr. fuzz
fuzzums
fuzzcakes
fuzz-lumps
mr. love
love cat
fuzz-potato
fuzzbucket
fur buckets
fuzzbucket-o-love
furbags
purrbag
purr box
sweetness
sweetcakes
sugar-cat
lovekit
kittums
kitten
kit-hen
kit-tay
gato
gato negro
chatul
kätzchen
muffin
pumpkin
pumpkin-head
my beloved
cat-head
catnip
catnips
nips
nipper
lovenips
mr. nip
mr. bite
cat0r
snuggums
snugs
potato boy
boogums
boogs
booples
boopus
boopy cat
boopums
shed-meister
sugar
sweetcat
stinkball
stink-butt
mr. disgusting
mahaatma
Brunito
Brunalito
Bruno

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