Weird brain myths from history

This is what a single brain cell, or neuron, really looks like. It’s pretty crazy we can take a picture of it.

Thomas Deerinck and Mark Ellisman, 2009.

But for a long time we couldn’t see and didn’t quite understand that tangle of neurons inside your head. And some people thought we didn’t need a brain at all.

Back in Ancient Egypt, people believed the brain was just stuffing to keep the skull from caving in. During mummification, brains were often removed and discarded while the heart was taken with you to the afterlife. Ancient Egyptians believed the heart was the seat of consciousness – an idea called the cardiocentric hypothesis.

In Ancient Greece, Alk-me-en dissected an eye and discovered the optic nerve. He thought there were connections from our sensory organs to the brain. So Alk-me-en proposed the cephalocentric hypothesis, that the brain was the seat of consciousness. He believed that animal spirits ran through the body, just like we know neural signals do today.

Others, like Pythagoras, Plato and Hippocrates were also on team brain. But some, like Aristotle marched to the beat of a different drum, and continued to favour team heart. Aristotle believed the brain and lungs were cooling devices for the heart.

Skip forward almost one thousand years and French Philosopher Rene Descartes thought our nerves contained fluids, where animal spirits would flow through our nerves to our muscles to cause movement.

This theory, that muscle movement was caused from inflation by air or fluid, was known as the Balloonist theory, but like those before, it soon deflated.

Then in the 1820s, the theories of Franz Joseph Gall shaped Phrenology.

People thought the mind was composed of distinct faculties – think self-esteem, benevolence or agreeableness – that had a separate area in the brain. And since the skull takes it’s shape from the brain, it was pretty widely accepted that the surface of the skull could be read as an index of your psychological aptitudes and tendencies. Phrenology was practiced until the 1840s, and the British Phenological Society was disbanded as late as 1967.

As Karl Popper said, “Science must begin with myths, and with the criticism of myths.”

If we didn’t once believe that we have animal spirits flowing through our veins or that your brain was just stuffing, we may not have developed the knowledge we now have about the brain.

Or what we’ll learn about your brain in the future.

This is the transcript of my latest video, Weird Brain Myths from History. View the whole video here: 

The Body is Strange
  • Beth:[age 6] "Did you know you can remember remembering when you can't remember?"
  • Me:"You mean, even when you can't remember something, you can still know that you used to know it? You can know that you forgot?"
  • Beth:"Yes!"
  • Me:"That's true. Isn't the brain strange? Isn't the whole body strange and amazing?"
  • Beth:"And sometimes your body can remember something even if you don't think about it?"
  • Me:"What do you mean?"
  • Beth:"Like... if you just find yourself doing something and you didn't even think about it, you just did it."
  • Mom:"That can be because your muscles have memory too."
  • Beth:"They do?"
  • Mom:"Yes. That's why practicing something makes you better at it. You're teaching your muscles to remember how to do things so your brain doesn't have to think about it. Like throwing a basketball, or playing a trombone."
  • Beth:"Or tying your shoes, or making a craft."
  • Mom:"Those are all things your muscles can remember."
  • Beth:"Dad, you're right -- the body /is/ strange!"

Me and 8 zombies in a room:

-Hey, how was your day, Cou?
-Er… not bad… ju-just chilling…

They start leaving the room one by one, apologizing. No attacks, not even a growl. All of them are extremely polite.

Terrified and confused, I have a look to their belongings. Passports… They were Canadians, now everything makes sense.

Crazy stupid dreams….


8 zombies y yo en una habitación:

-Hey, cómo llevas el día, Cou.
-Eeh… bien, tran-tranquilito…

Empiezan a salir de la habitación de uno en uno, disculpándose. Nada de ataques o gruñidos. Todos ellos extremadamente educados.

Aterrorizada y confusa, echo un vistazo a sus pertenencias. Pasaportes… Eran Canadienses, ahora todo tiene sentido