Shadows of Forgotten Ancestors

In the heads of goslings and ducklings and chicks at the moment they peck their way out of the egg is, a classic experiment suggests, a rough knowledge of what a hawk looks like. No one has to teach it to them. Hatchlings know. They also know fear. Scientists make a very simple silhouette—cut out of cardboard, say: There are two projections which could be wings. They flank a body which is longer and rounded at one end and shorter and stumpy at the other. If the silhouette moves with the long projection first, it looks like a flying goose, wings spread, long neck preceding. Move the silhouette overhead, neck first, over the hatchlings and they go about their business. Who’s scared of a goose? Now move the same silhouette stumpy end first—so it looks like a hawk with wings outstretched and long tail trailing—and there’s a flurry of peeps and trepidation. If this experiment has been properly interpreted,²⁰ somehow, inside the sperm and the egg that made that chick, encoded in the ACGT sequence of their nucleic acids, there’s a picture of a hawk.

Perhaps this inborn fear of raptors is akin to the fear of “monsters” that almost all babies manifest around the time they become toddlers. Many predators who are circumspect when a human adult is around would happily attack a toddler. Hyenas, wolves, and large cats are only a few of the predators that stalked early humans and their immediate ancestors. When the child begins to amble off on its own, it helps for it to know—in its marrow—that there are monsters out there. With such knowledge, it’s much more likely to come running home to the grown-ups at the slightest sign of danger. Any mild predisposition in this direction will be resoundingly amplified by selection.*

In grown-up chickens there’s a set of more organized and systematic responses, including specific auditory alarm calls that alert every chicken within hailing distance of the ominous news: A hawk is overhead. The cry announcing an aerial predator is distinctly different from that announcing a ground predator—a fox, say, or a raccoon. Since the bird sounding the alarm is also giving away its presence and location to the hawk, we might be tempted to consider it courageous, its behavior evolved through group selection. An individual selectionist might argue—how convincingly is another matter—that the cry works to stir other chickens into motion, whose scurrying might distract the hawk and save the bird that sounded the alarm.

Experiments by the biologist Peter Marler and his colleagues²¹ show that, at least among cockerels, a propensity to make alarm calls depends very much on whether there’s a companion nearby. With no other bird present, the cockerel may freeze or gaze up into the sky when seeing something like a hawk, but he doesn’t cry out in alarm. He’s more likely to sound the alarm if there’s another bird within earshot; and, significantly, he’s much more likely to cry out if his companion is another chicken—any chicken—rather than, say, a bobwhite. He’s indifferent to plumage, though; chickens with very different color patterns are worthy of being warned. All that counts is that the companion be another domestic fowl. Maybe this is just sloppy kin selection, but it certainly edges toward species solidarity.

So is this heroism? Does the cockerel understand the danger he subjects himself to, and then, despite his fear, bravely cry out? Or is it more likely that squawking when there’s a companion nearby but not when you’re alone is a program in the DNA, and nothing more? See a hawk, see another chicken, cry out, and no agonizing moral struggle. When one of the combatants in a cockfight continues, although bleeding and blinded, to fight to the death, is he displaying “invincible courage” (as an English admirer of cockfighting has described it), or is this just a combat algorithm gotten out of hand, escaping the inhibition subroutines? Indeed, in humans does the hero have a lucid grasp of the danger, or is he or she merely following one of our preprogrammed subroutines? Most heroes report that they just did what came naturally, without much conscious thought.

The two sexes are not equally likely to produce alarm calls. In another study by Peter Marler and his colleagues,²²

cockerels cried out in alarm every time a hawk silhouette was presented; but hens made such calls only 13% of the time.* Castrated cockerels are much less likely to sound the alarm—except when they have testosterone implants, in which case the call rate goes back up. So testosterone plays a role not just in dominance hierarchies, sex, territoriality, and aggression, but also in providing early warning of predators, whether we hold the bearer to be hero or automaton.

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