Cutting through conspiracies with Occam’s Razor

  • Watched a fas­ci­nat­ing His­tory Chan­nel pro­gram last night on the Kennedy assas­si­na­tion and the flurry of con­spir­a­cies that have per­sisted about it. I found this inter­est­ing, because I did get a lit­tle caught up in the study of the incon­sis­ten­cies — cour­tesy of a silly lit­tle do-it-yourself JFK con­spir­acy “kit” I came across in the library one after­noon — and had fig­ured, in the end, that there were some real prob­lems with the idea of Lee Har­vey Oswald as the only shooter, but that we’d prob­a­bly never really know what hap­pened. I was con­tent to leave it at that, and hadn’t really thought about it for years.

    This His­tory Chan­nel show — “The JFK Assas­si­na­tion: Beyond Con­spir­acy The­o­ries” — takes on on the issues that I remem­bered from that “inves­ti­ga­tion”: The so-called magic bul­let, the time-frame, Oswald’s marks­man­ship and so on. And, not to give spoil­ers, but they cred­itably lay each of them to rest and leave us with the very clear con­clu­sion that, after all’s said and done, the sim­ple answer is the most likely — that the pres­i­dent was shot down by one lonely and unbal­anced young man.

    So score one for Occam’s Razor. That short maxim, loosely attrib­uted to Fran­cis­can friar William of Ock­ham, sim­ply says that you shouldn’t “mul­ti­ply enti­ties need­lessly.” Or, in its home­spun para­phras­ing, “The sim­plest answer is usu­ally the best.”

    I love this kind of every­man phi­los­o­phy — it’s about the only kind I can han­dle. But of course, it’s a law that’s bound to be bro­ken over and over. Not because it’s that dif­fi­cult to keep to the sim­ple path; by def­i­n­i­tion, it’s not. But because we’re fallen human beings, and those enti­ties we mul­ti­ply some­times have all kinds of attrac­tive qual­i­ties for us.

    Take the Kennedy assas­si­na­tion, for exam­ple. Towards the end of the His­tory Chan­nel show, they crit­i­cized the 1991 Oliver Stone movie “JFK” for res­ur­rect­ing the con­spir­acy, and offered the psy­cho­log­i­cal expla­na­tions about peo­ple pre­fer­ring to invent crazy sce­nar­ios about Soviet and mafia plots because it gave more grav­i­tas to Kennedy’s death than the truth.

    But I think there’s a regret­table human fail­ing that plays a part — bore­dom. I remem­ber in my youth how the “Paul McCart­ney is dead” rumors were swirling around, which in ret­ro­spect are bizarre and wildly implau­si­ble. At the time, I was ripe for this kind of non­sense. I was young, fairly idle, inclined toward bad sci­ence and lack­ing very struc­tured beliefs or life expe­ri­ence. I don’t say I fell for the thing hook, line and sinker. In fact, if you’ve have forced me to, I would’ve admit­ted that I didn’t believe that the Bea­t­les singer had died in a car crash and been secretly replaced by a looka­like. Because it’s just dumb to think that he did. But … it was more FUN to think it was true, because then you could go on por­ing over lyrics and album cov­ers. Sim­i­larly, it’s so much more INTERESTING if Lee Har­vey Oswald wasn’t just a lone shooter, because then you can delve end­lessly into a lot of mor­bid details, feel smarter than every­one else and let your mind wan­der into all kinds of weird places.

    That’s the prob­lem with Occam’s Razor — it doesn’t take into account the enor­mous draw that fan­tasy has for us, and how much we want to sculpt the truth so that it cap­tures that sala­cious, self-centered qual­ity, even if it means believ­ing in wildly improb­a­ble things.

    Take for exam­ple, the whole “DaVinci Code” brush-up a few years ago. I think that Chris­tians were right to be alarmed at it all, and I was one of the crowd that couldn’t believe any­one would fall for such an idi­otic mash-up of unre­lated facts and com­plete sup­po­si­tion as think­ing that Leonardo DaVinci was leav­ing secret codes in his paint­ings to hint to all that Jesus Christ had had chil­dren with Mary Mag­da­lene and the descen­dents still sur­vived. Of course it’s all blas­phe­mous, but it’s also just crazy. But I think that’s why so many peo­ple did go for it. It was a way to believe in Jesus but not believe in Him at the same time. It was a way to tick off all the bor­ing Chris­tians but some­how leave the door open to the whole inter­est­ing pos­si­bil­ity of the miraculous.

    It may be piti­ful to reflect on our inabil­ity to keep things sim­ple, but this is how we are. So often, I’ve seen God extend His mercy to me when I was hope­lessly off-track with what I had in mind. Some­times, there’s a flash epiphany to show me the error of my ways, but more often, I am led along in baby steps until I’m ready to look back and real­ize the hor­rors of my own errors. I mul­ti­ply enti­ties so often, when God is, as St. John of Kro­n­stadt so often puts it, an Incom­plex Being.

    Well, I’ve wan­dered from non-Orthodox to Ortho­dox con­sid­er­a­tions, as I tend to do. But I may not be totally off-topic here. I thought it was inter­est­ing to note in this Wikipedia entry about Occam’s Razor that William of Ock­ham thought there was only one fact that we needed to keep in mind:

    For Ock­ham, the only truly nec­es­sary entity is God; every­thing else, the whole of cre­ation, is rad­i­cally con­tin­gent through and through.

    Well, there’s a bit more sim­ple the­ol­ogy that we can chew on over the holiday.

     

    Happy Thanks­giv­ing, everyone.


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