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BEHAVIOUR
Author: Nassim Nicholas Taleb
Published: Penguin Books, 2008
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Four hundred years ago, Francis Bacon warned that our minds are wired to
deceive us. "Beware the fallacies into which undisciplined thinkers most
easily fall--they are the real distorting prisms of human nature." Chief
among them: "Assuming more order than exists in chaotic nature." Now
consider the typical stock market report: "Today investors bid shares down
out of concern over Iranian oil production." Sigh. We're still doing it.
Our brains are wired for narrative, not statistical uncertainty. And so we
tell ourselves simple stories to explain complex thing we don't--and, most
importantly, can't--know. The truth is that we have no idea why stock
markets go up or down on any given day, and whatever reason we give is
sure to be grossly simplified, if not flat out wrong.
Nassim Nicholas Taleb first made this argument in Fooled by Randomness,
an engaging look at the history and reasons for our predilection for self-
deception when it comes to statistics. Now, in The Black Swan: the Impact
of the Highly Improbable, he focuses on that most dismal of sciences,
predicting the future. Forecasting is not just at the heart of Wall Street,
but it’s something each of us does every time we make an insurance
payment or strap on a seat belt.
The problem, Nassim explains, is that we place too much weight on the
odds that past events will repeat (diligently trying to follow the path of the
"millionaire next door," when unrepeatable chance is a better explanation).
Instead, the really important events are rare and unpredictable. He calls
them Black Swans, which is a reference to a 17th century philosophical
thought experiment. In Europe all anyone had ever seen were white
swans; indeed, "all swans are white" had long been used as the standard
example of a scientific truth. So what was the chance of seeing a black
one? Impossible to calculate, or at least they were until 1697, when
explorers found Cygnus atratus in Australia.
Nassim argues that most of the really big events in our world are rare and
unpredictable, and thus trying to extract generalizable stories to explain
them may be emotionally satisfying, but it's practically useless. September
11th is one such example, and stock market crashes are another. Or, as he
puts it, "History does not crawl, it jumps." Our assumptions grow out of
the bell-curve predictability of what he calls "Mediocristan," while our
world is really shaped by the wild powerlaw swings of "Extremistan."
It seems a big and perhaps tasteless leap from Dennis's life of luxury to last week's campus
killings in Virginia. But a similar logic was at work. In hindsight, after he had murdered 32
people, it was obvious there had always been something suspicious about Cho Seung-hui.
He wrote violent plays, intimidated female students, and - like serial killers since the dawn of
time - kept himself to himself. "Cho was crazy; plenty of people knew he was crazy; he should
have been locked up," the rightwing blogger John Derbyshire wrote at National Review
Online.
This kind of armchair smugness is the special preserve of rightwing bloggers. But the error it
embodies is far more widespread. We are chronic explainers: once an event has occurred,
we hurry to create a narrative that makes it look as if it was predictable. But what if we could
never have predicted that Cho's life would unfold differently from those of all the other taciturn
loners? Likewise, on what grounds can Dennis attribute his success to perseverance and
boldness - rather than, say, dumb luck? Hundreds of thousands of people, surely, display the
same qualities, yet they don't reach the same heights.
This is the central mystery that preoccupies the essayist and former Wall Street trader Nassim
Nicholas Taleb. Why are we so bad at acknowledging life's unpredictability? Things happen,
and surprise us. Afterwards, we act as if they were explicable all along. Then we use those
explanations to pretend we can control the future: act boldly, and you'll become rich; keep an
eye on loners, and you'll prevent massacres. "There's just much, much more luck than we
think," Taleb says, rocking excitably on his chair in a London cafe.
This is not just an amusing quirk of human nature: it matters. It explains, among other things,
why a campaigner who suggested reinforcing aeroplane cockpit doors prior to 9/11 would
never have prevailed - and thus it explains, in a sense, why 9/11 happened. It explains why
City high-flyers receive vast bonuses, based on the unprovable belief that they possess
unique skills.
And it may have explained the insouciance of a sea captain, quoted by Taleb, who reportedly
wrote in 1907 that "I never saw a wreck, and nor was I ever in any predicament that
threatened to end in disaster of any sort." On the basis of experience, this captain might have
concluded, he didn't need to worry too much about future journeys. Five years later he
commanded a liner that set sail from Southampton, bound for New York, with 2,208 people on
board. The seas off Newfoundland were icy. You know the rest.
According to Taleb's new book, The Black Swan, life is infused with unpredictability. Almost
everything really significant that happens - in the grand sweep of history, or in our personal
lives - is what he calls a black swan event. The label evokes an old philosophical observation:
you might believe in the truth of the statement "all swans are white", but no matter how many
white swans you see, you can never prove it for certain. On the other hand, a single,
unexpected sighting of a black swan completely disproves it. Black swan events are shocking
when they happen, and their impact is huge - but in retrospect, they seem predictable. The
September 11 attacks were a black swan; so was the Virginia massacre. And black swans,
Taleb argues, are getting worse: in our global, electronically connected world, randomness is
magnified. Things spin more rapidly out of control, whether copycat killings, or sales of Harry
Potter books.
We can't get much better at predicting. But we can get better at realising how bad we are at
predicting. Taleb has the dubious honour of having inspired the former US defence secretary,
Donald Rumsfeld, to make his speech about "unknown unknowns". (He had outlined his ideas
to Rumsfeld's aides some time earlier.) "But I don't want to be advertised as someone who's
too close to these people," Taleb sighs today.
Rumsfeld's "unknown unknowns" speech made perfect sense. The problem, Taleb says, was
that Rumsfeld himself didn't understand it. The black swan way of thinking should have
prompted the defence secretary to be cautious about his capacity to predict the future in Iraq.
Instead, he fell, again and again, into the prediction trap.
If you are aware of your own ignorance, though, you can use it to make money, as Taleb did
on Wall Street, as an options trader. Options are gambles about what the market will do. To
sell an option to somebody else, you need to be confident you have some kind of theory
about what will happen in the future. If you're right, you make a small amount of money; if
you're wrong, you lose lots. Taleb, however, realised he had no theories. So he exploited
everyone else's confidence, buying options according to no particular prediction. Most days,
his rivals made a small amount of money, and he lost a small amount. But the one thing he
could predict was that, if he waited long enough, something unpredictable would happen.
When it did, some of his rivals would lose millions, and Taleb would make millions. It
happened often enough for him to turn a big profit. It takes a rebellious nature, and an iron
stomach, to go against the flow for so long. It is, perhaps, the kind of mindset that comes
naturally to someone who lived through the Lebanese civil war - a classic, unpredictable black
swan - and then found himself living as an exile, at one remove from American society. We
are not all so good at resisting the herd's way of thinking. Take, for example, this article. It is
ridiculous for me to suggest, off the cuff, that Taleb's experience of the Lebanese war, or
being an exile, made him who he is today. I haven't located a sample of other exiles, or other
Lebanese people, in order to calculate the rate at which they become mavericks like Taleb -
so what do I know?
This is the kind of thought liable to make a journalist question his career choice. You actually
reduce your knowledge by consuming news, Taleb argues, because the media can not filter
out the vast majority of facts that turn out to be irrelevant. Besides, for reporters, the
temptation to make things look explainable in retrospect is irresistible. Taleb recalls the alert
that flashed up on Bloomberg News when Saddam Hussein was discovered hiding in a hole:
US Treasuries Rise; Hussein Capture May Not Curb Terrorism. But treasury bonds fluctuated
that day; they usually do. Half an hour later, they were down, and a new Bloomberg alert
flashed up: US Treasuries Fall; Hussein Capture Boosts Allure of Risky Assets. After all, there
had to be a sensible reason why the price had changed, didn't there? And so Bloomberg
found one. Saddam's capture had caused the price to rise. Or fall. One of the two.
History begins to look strange when you see it in black swan terms. Irwin, the young teacher
in Alan Bennett's play The History Boys, urges his students to think about "the moments when
history rattles over the points" - times of spine-tingling potential, imbued with the feeling that
things could go in radically different directions. ("When Chamberlain resigned as prime
minister, Churchill wasn't the first thought," one of the boys muses, playing along.")
Irwin's real-life inspiration, The Scottish-born historian Niall Ferguson, is largely responsible
for the growing profile of "counterfactual history" - the enterprise based on asking "what if?"
What if (to be a little more frivolous than Ferguson would allow) the Archduke Franz
Ferdinand's driver had taken a different route through Sarajevo? What if an aspiring Austrian
painter named Adolf had found success as an artist?
"We see a great event like the first world war, or even a not-so-great event like the Virginia
Tech shootings, and we think, 'Gosh, that must have had commensurately great causes, let's
go and find them,'" Ferguson says. "So we find the role of German naval building, or colonial
rivalries, but the problem with that approach to historical explanation is that no
contemporaries saw these chains of causation leading to global war ... It's perfectly possible
for an event as large as the first world war to have had quite proximate, small causes - that an
assassination in Sarajevo really could cause four and a quarter years of carnage."
"If you look at major historical events, the outcome is not random or simply contingent," says
the (non-Marxist) historian Ian Kershaw, whose latest work on the second world war, Fateful
Choices, has a counterfactual flavour, though he rejects the label. "There are developments
which predispose the outcome, and the job of the historian is to work out what are the
predisposing elements, and what is truly contingent." In January 1933, there were lots of
reasons why Hitler was likely to come to power: that outcome was predisposed. But it wasn't
certain: there were things that President Hindenburg could have done to stop it.
We can debate how far to carry black swan thinking in history. What seems certain, though, is
that we could all do with applying it more in our own lives. This week, reporters thronged to
the door of Alec Holden, from Surrey, who had placed a bet that he would live to 100. Now
that he had won the bet, the media had one question: what was the secret of his longevity?
Eating porridge each day, Mr Holden replied. And taking holidays, and not worrying about
things. It makes sense. Then again, how many people do all those things, but die much
sooner? And what of the alternative explanation sometimes offered by the very old: that a little
of what you fancy - gin, cigars - does you good? That explanation makes sense, too. Then
again, it might all be chance. The point is that we cannot know. The least we could do is admit
it.