Why don’t rationalists get Watchmen?
Watchmen analogies seem to be kind of a thing in the rationalsphere, and yet for a community that I like and engage with in large part because it takes not only ideas but narratives seriously, that’s willing to consider something like Cognitive Trope Therapy, a lot of them are pretty bad. But then, Watchmen is a deconstruction of the kinds of tropes Yudkowsky based his model of therapy on. It’s a work that asks how those tropes would play out in the real world, which is, on the other hand, sort of the same thing HPMOR purported to do. The rubric of “rationalfic” as an attempt at a more serious, analytical take on the characters and rules of genre is not that much different from the kind of deconstruction Watchmen pioneered, which would explain its popularity… and also make rationalists’ inability to engage with this major antecedent rather interesting. For example…
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Ozymandias is obviously the figure of smart, edgy utilitarian heroism for… well, Ozy, and I’ve seen him invoked as such on the Dank EA Memes Facebook group. That’s what he presents himself as, when he’s introduced to us as a zillionaire philanthropist (EA?) and deep thinker. His entire narrative arc consists in his being exposed as a straight up egomaniac: the comic is pretty unambiguous on this point, even as it’s ambiguous about the ultimate value of his actions. There’s no utilitarian value to killing all your employees in imitation of an Egyptian pharaoh you felt a wishy washy spiritual connection to on a drug trip. His goal is “conquest not of men, but of the evils which beset them” - conquest is still the defining term here, insofar as one gets the sense that he’d be down for conquest of men if it was still like, a thing civilized people did.
Rationalists reading this will no doubt remember “the Rule of Three…. that any plot which required more than three different things to happen would never work in real life”. Ozymandias’ plan requires way more than that. It requires national governments to reach a conclusion about the nature of the thing that materialized in New York at least resembling the one he intended, despite the lack of any indication as to what the fuck it even is. It requires American intelligence to get accurate information that it’s not a superweapon from the Soviets; for them to believe the information is accurate; for military top brass and politicians to believe them; for arms manufacturers and lobbyists not to smell trillions of dollars and convince the highest-level decision makers to ignore the intelligence and start building their own alien psychic bomb; for America and Russia’s co-operation to be at least partly honest in the ensuing prisoner’s dilemma - we’ve had the chance to watch for almost two years now how this plays out in real life, and while it seems to have worked (for the moment) the fact that it took that long for American and Russia to get out of each other’s hair (sort of), and during that time several international incidents that could have provoked WWIII occurred as a result of rival superpowers/proxies fighting in the same area on the same side, makes the whole gambit, to the reader in 2016, look a lot less foolproof. Maybe there’s steps he didn’t tell us about but he seems to have no idea what to do when the rest of the nonexistent invasion force just… doesn’t show up. And it requires that no hint of this vast conspiracy involving some of the most famous people and superpeople in the world, innumerable labourers, and obscene amounts of money get out to the public, which is what might be about to happen in the last panel of the entire book.
Ozymandias is supposed to be a failure whose edgy utilitarian calculations are undermined by the book’s central theme of the unpredictability and complexity of human existence. I mean, it’s right there in the name. And that brings us to…
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IMO, Promethea @socialjusticemunchkin is expecting Doctor Manhattan’s behaviour here to be usual, intuitive and unproblematically representative of Doctor Manhattan as a fixed type of consciousness, when what they’re describing is precisely his arc as a character and the transformation of that consciousness. You don’t have to agree with what Moore says about Doctor Manhattan here, but the objections raised here don’t just pwn him by themselves, because he expects the reader to make them and in that divergence from the concept of Doctor Manhattan as we understand it at the very outset of the book, lies the entire depth and narrative purpose of these events. Moore is staking a particular set of claims on this storyline; he needs to tell the story to demonstrate them precisely because they are counterintuitive.
Here’s Promethea’s “so much better” response:
“In this event, nothing was technically beyond my understanding. I could see the neurons, the axons, the transmitter chemicals, down to every single quark, with perfect clarity and the inevitability was obvious. Yet there is one thing I couldn’t know: the subjective experience of having this happen. This neuron sends this signal to that one, and it outputs actions, speech, thoughts, but I was not her, and from my own position I could never truly comprehend what was going through her head in that moment. Humans are the only thing in this universe that I can’t understand, they are way too fascinating for me, doc out.”
When I read Watchmen, I assumed that was exactly what Moore meant here. I’ll admit that was a kind of interpretive leap of faith I have a tendency to make at least with authors I like: that the literal, statistical unlikeliness of the events in question would sway Doctor Manhattan is every bit as absurd as Promethea observed, to the point that it ceases to be a question of making “a move that vaguely seems like a move AlphaGo might make” so much as making a move that would not even fool an amateur. It violates not even the “underlying logic” but the visible logic of Doctor Manhattan’s superintelligence as set out at the beginning of the book. As Sherlock Holmes says, “when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth”. Assuming even a baseline of formal coherence for Doctor Manhattan as a character, a literal reading of this passage is impossible. Furthermore, it wouldn’t be narratively satisfying. It wouldn’t indicate anything having changed in how he applies his superintelligence, how he relates through it to others and the world, as a character, albeit a super-one.
Doctor Manhattan doesn’t say the mere fact of Sally Jupiter having a child with the Comedian is so improbable it made him reassess his opinion of humans: it’s just the catalyst to a longer reflection:
“….in each human coupling, a thousand million sperm vie for a single egg. Multiply those odds by countless generations, against the odds of your ancestors being alive; meeting; siring this precise son; that exact daughter, until your mother loves a man she has every reason to hate, and of that union, of the thousand million children competing for fertilization, it was you, only you, that emerged.”
That “you” means precisely “the subjective experience of having [you] happen”. None of that makes any sense except in relation to subjectivity. Obviously, the chances of a sperm reaching an egg are hella good; that’s why that whole system evolved, its redundancies being a plus. In relation to what does the specificity of one sperm against the other even become a meaningful thing to calculate? I mean, Laurie calls Promethea’s exact point here when she says by this standard anyone’s birth could be a “thermodynamic miracle”; but not just people, literally anything happening could be if you jiggle the parameters of what you’re calculating for enough, which would bring us right back around to where we started if subjectivity were not introduced. Experience is introduced in a relation of its own, to a totality - “Multiply those odds by countless generations, against the odds of your ancestors being alive” is almost Hegelian. Subjectivity is so overdetermined it can’t be thought without dragging in, and simultaneously negating, everything else; operations which, expressed mathematically, soon surpass the astronomical. This may or may not be true but it’s an expression of Promethea’s headcanon more than their strawman.
So what do the circumstances of Laurie’s birth - or any of the events of the story - have to do with this realization? Promethea seems to have forgotten another crucial point in their reading of this passage - Doctor Manhattan already knew who Laurie’s real father was. He more or less brings it to her attention: “I think you’re avoiding something”. When her reaction to this information differs from his, throwing her entire security of self and sense of meaning out of whack while he had long since logically deduced the insignificance of human life from a broad analysis in which this tiny fact meant next to nothing, it does the opposite for him as he is forced to confront precisely why it means so much to her: that her mother (her fragile genetic link to the totality of humanity as a species) “loved a man she had every reason to hate”: a subjective state unimaginable from another state of subjectivity, a gap that cannot be bridged by any higher plane of analysis.
So, I basically agree with the explanation proposed here. But my point is that Moore wrote it badly. The “Assuming even a baseline of formal coherence for Doctor Manhattan as a character, a literal reading of this passage is impossible. Furthermore, it wouldn’t be narratively satisfying. It wouldn’t indicate anything having changed in how he applies his superintelligence, how he relates through it to others and the world, as a character, albeit a super-one.” is precisely what I’m talking about. “Thermodynamic miracle” is a cargo-cult AlphaGo move, but I’m pretty sure that someone with Moore’s writing skills and my “emulate such a mind” skills combined would be able to output a far better string literal to refer to the mindstate object.
“…events with odds so astronomical they’re effectively impossible, like oxygen spontaneously becoming gold. I long to observe such a thing.”
It’s a credit to Moore’s skills as a writer that he’s mostly managed to keep the illusion up except for the part about “thermodynamic miracles” which is even more unsatisfying as it reveals that he’s been basically bluffing his way through. Bluffing well, but still bluffing.
Furthermore, it seems that he’s overreaching, trying to make Manhattan unnecessarily alien, because the correct version is closer to human and there’s basically no reason to do something that makes less sense to him (because “thermodynamic miracles” are bad physics) and Laurie (because a more human-focused approach would be obviously easier to understand). It’s a Spock-type mistake.
Now, one could attempt a saving throw by appealing to the observable phenomenon that a certain type of mind (reporting in myself, among others) reverts to a more mechanical-sounding speech under emotional duress etc. because that’s the native language of that mind, but then there’s the problem that “thermodynamic miracles” is really really unsatisfying as an example of such. It’s not plausible; I can’t see someone who knows their physics that well making such an error.
What I can see is someone trying to emulate such a mind and mistakenly thinking it would output such a thing, because their own understanding of the things behind the statement is un-solid enough to think it would be credible. Which is exactly the thing that ties to my deeper argument; that bridging human mindstates and subjectivities is not trivial, that one risks pretty embarrassing failures if one ignores this and just assumes that different minds must be comprehensible from within the framework of thinking oneself is used to, and that the reviewed book is falling prey to said phenomenon really really hard.
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