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"In this astonishing book from the author of the bestselling memoir The Good Good Pig, Sy Montgomery explores the emotional and physical world of the octopus--a surprisingly complex, intelligent, and spirited creature--and the remarkable connections it makes with humans. Sy Montgomery's popular 2011 Orion magazine piece, "Deep Intellect," about her friendship with a sensitive, sweet-natured octopus named Athena and the grief she felt at her death, went viral, indicating the widespread fascination with these mysterious, almost alien-like creatures. Since then Sy has practiced true immersion journalism, from New England aquarium tanks to the reefs of French Polynesia and the Gulf of Mexico, pursuing these wild, solitary shape-shifters. Octopuses have varied personalities and intelligence they show in myriad ways: endless trickery to escape enclosures and get food; jetting water playfully to bounce objects like balls; and evading caretakers by using a scoop net as a trampoline and running around the floor on eight arms. But with a beak like a parrot, venom like a snake, and a tongue covered with teeth, how can such a being know anything? And what sort of thoughts could it think? The intelligence of dogs, birds, and chimpanzees was only recently accepted by scientists, who now are establishing the intelligence of the octopus, watching them solve problems and deciphering the meaning of their color-changing camouflage techniques. Montgomery chronicles this growing appreciation of the octopus, but also tells a love story. By turns funny, entertaining, touching, and profound, The Soul of an Octopus reveals what octopuses can teach us about consciousness and the meeting of two very different minds"-- "An investigation of the emotional and physical world of the octopus"--… (more)
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The author had considerable angst when she had trouble scuba diving because of her ears, wanting to experience in the wild what these captive animals were denied. I was not sympathetic towards the author's angst.
I expected more about octopuses in the wild. I didn't expect zoo-like aquariums, shipping animals cross country and across the world and hoping they survived. I didn't expect severing the nerves of an octopus's arms to see what would happen.
I hated that a sick octopus was give to eat a live crab with its claws removed for easier eating. This book showed the author's attachment to some animals, but little empathy.
This unabridged audio book was read by the author, who was often quite excitable verging on hysterical. I didn't enjoy the narration.
I’ve long known octopuses are smart, but I didn’t know that they were so individual in their personalities. That was something Ms. Montgomery really brought to life with her book (and so much more). I was practically in tears by the end when she had to say goodbye to yet another amazing octopus she’d come to know and love. Tears. Over a mollusk. An invertebrate about as different from human or mammalian life as it’s possible to be and still share a planet. I just can’t tell you how much of a fan-girl I was while reading this book; oohing and ahhing and emitting the occasional squee. My husband...did I mention he suffers slightly from my manias?, well he was peppered with ‘did you know?’ and ‘OMG, listen to this…’, the whole time I read this book.
Like, did you know that octopuses have a dominant eye, just like people? That they have estrogen or testosterone and cortisol hormones almost like people? That they recognize individual faces? That they react to those different people in really different ways? That they taste with their skin and suckers? That they only live a few years? That some species carry empty coconut shells to use as emergency shelter?
Getting back to the hormones and the tasting with skin bits; I wonder if the chemical similarity between our species is one of the reasons they take to us so readily. We’re as alien to them as they are to us, but yet time and time again bonds form with captive octopuses and their caretakers. Without language we’re able to communicate and, dare I say it, care for each other. Even in the wild, octopuses have been known to lead divers around on a kind of tour of their territories. That is something I’ve never known a terrestrial animal to do.
At times, Montgomery speculates, with colluding researchers, on the reasons for the octopus’s intelligence, given that it doesn’t live long, doesn’t interact with others during its lifetime and has a distributed neural net rather than a centralized brain. In the corvid family (crows, ravens and jays) it’s thought their smarts come from being so good at finding food they have a lot of leisure time and get bored. Their antics are a product of that downtime. With octopuses it’s thought that the no-shell situation forced them to have to outwit their predators rather than just hide.
So wonderful that I really, really wanted one while reading. Or at least to have access to one at an aquarium the way Montgomery did. She said it was an honor to know and interact with these animals, and she’s so right. It’s a privilege that I was intensely jealous of, but could experience, however remotely, through her writing.
If you think octopuses are slimy, creepy, scary, unfathomable creatures, I think you need to read this book. If you already appreciate, but don’t really understand octopuses, you need to read this book. If you love nature and the mystery of consciousness, you need to read this book. If you’re curious about the different paths that evolution has taken to produce successful creatures, you need to read this book. If you’re breathing, you need to read this book.
Did I mention I loved it?
There are so many things to think about regarding octopuses. How did they get so smart when they are almost entirely solitary? Do they have one central decision-making brain, or does each arm (filled with far more neurons than their head) act independently? What do they think about humans? Any story about octopuses is also a story about death. Despite their mind-boggling intelligence, even the longest-lived octopuses only live about 5 years. How does losing such an intelligent and charismatic animal affect the people who care for them every day? Before they die, most octopuses go senile. Are they aware of what's happening to them? How would octopuses compare to humans if they had similar lifespans?
As a zoo volunteer myself, I was a little annoyed at the level of access Montgomery was afforded. Not just to the octopus themselves but also to hardworking aquarium employees and octopus experts. The employees and many of the volunteers mentioned in the book work full time and have been at the aquarium for ages, but Montgomery just waltzes in every Wednesday morning to pet the octopus and pick the brain of the experts.
This is a light and readable book mixing science, philosophy, and lovable characters. And the humans are good too.
What little bit of information there is about octopuses is really fascinating, so I hope that I can find more information elsewhere.
This book follows the author's experiences with the New England Aquarium and her time getting to know octopuses, both wild
The author first wrote about the octopus Athena in her piece “Deep Intellect” in Orion magazine in 2011, and this book introduces us not only to Athena, but also to Octavia, Kali and Karma, and their various personalities.
Octopus are viewed as frightening enigmas, or even as ugly and disgusting creatures, but the author helps the reader to see their beauty. At one point, she writes of a time that she was standing with the aquarium’s other visitors and observing the octopus Octavia. Some teenage girls were disparaging the aging octopus absorbed in the care of her eggs, and the author engaged the girls through education about Octavia’s anatomy and behavior, but then there was a moment that the girls could identify with, and eventually the girls’ attitudes toward Octavia turned around.
"They don’t want to hear how Octavia is different from us. They want to know how we’re the same."
My final word: The author successfully shows that octopuses are so much more than what we typically think. Their behavior is sometimes reminiscent of a pet dog, seeking human interaction and their tactile natures touching and tasting their human companions. The author succeeded in affecting me, and not only making me recommit to never eating octopus or their cousin the squid, but it made me begin to doubt my ability to continue to eat seafood at all. The consciousness of even fish like grouper is phenomenal and at times unsettling. Tender and amusing stories of starfish and anemones had me shaking my head in amazement. I adored this book, and it left me yearning to make the acquaintance of an octopus, envious of others who have been so blessed.
*****
I’d been looking forward to this book since I first heard about it last year. Sy Montgomery has written some excellent books
This book is basically an extension of that article – Montgomery meets more octopuses, both in aquariums and in the wild. She explores their world, taking the reader on both a scientific, but largely philosophical journey through the octopus’ intellect and on the concept of their consciousness, if such a thing exists.
A large part of the book is spent at the New England Aquarium in Boston, where Montgomery meets and gets to know a few octopuses as well as their keepers, and other employees and volunteers. She even gets to know some of the other animals there and explores a bit of their worlds as well. For example, on a sea star that shared a tank with one of the octopuses:
I wonder: Can a brainless animal feel curiosity? Does it want to play? Or does it only "want" toys or food the way a plant "wants" the sun? Does a sea star experience consciousness? If it does, what does consciousness feel like to a sea star? (p20)
The concept of animals being smart is fairly new to science. Just a decade or two ago, it was unfathomable to most people. And the idea of a “lower” group of animals like octopuses displaying intelligence? Crazy talk! But over time, the idea has become more accepted and it’s hard to imagine a world in which it wasn’t.
There are some amazing videos on YouTube and elsewhere, showing the things octopuses are capable of doing. But the thing that strikes me is how different an octopus is compared to us. They have three hearts! They have multiple brains! They can sense and taste with their tentacles! They can change into a kaleidoscope of colors, while being color blind (or having monochromatic vision – I need to learn more about this)! They have eight arms! So what does that mean for our understanding of their world, much less their intellect?
Assessing the mind of a creature this alien demands that we be extraordinarily flexible in our own thinking. Marine biologist James Wood suggests our hubris gets in our way. (p50)
And what else is out there that we haven’t even explored, thought about, considered in a different way?
"So if an octopus is this smart," Steve asked Bill, "what other animals are out there that could be this smart—that we don't think of as being sentient and having personality and memories and all these things?" (p48)
Beyond smarts, what about personality? It’s quite clear that many people who have pets that they have personalities. They’re not automatons that respond in the same way to stimuli. And that’s the case not only for octopus, but for so many other animals that people are lucky enough to get close to, whether in the wild or elsewhere. Montgomery talks about some of these stories as well, as she explores the world of the octopus.
But what I like the most is that through her writing, you feel like you are there with her, hanging out with octopuses and getting to know them. At the end of the book, when one of the octopuses Montgomery got to know very well was close to death, Montgomery felt it as if she were losing a friend – which she was. And I felt it too. I read that particular section with tears in my eyes, as if I, too, were losing a friend.
Now I’m on a quest of my own to try to get to know an octopus too – or at least see one in the wild. Just getting a tiny taste of their world would be such an amazing experience, and such a great way to bring all the feelings in this book to life.
Do problem solving, emotions, likes and dislikes, curiosity ... constitute evidence of intelligence? Even more, if all displayed in a non-human species? Clearly evolved on a radically diffeent path, octopuses nevertheless demonstrate intelligence.
And that is amazing.
The
Yet here are some other characteristics of the octopus: it can bond with humans, sometimes being quite "affectionate" (though not indiscriminately--it can react to people it doesn't like, as well); if it finds itself with more food than it itself can eat, it has been observed to share its bounty with other creatures beyond its species; and it apparently likes to watch television (come to think of it, maybe it's not that intelligent after all).
I found it absolutely fascinating to learn all these things about octopuses from Sy Montgomery--and "octopuses" is the proper plural, as Montgomery also explains. From the book's title, however, I expected something of a more Annie Dillard-esque meditation, riffing on the concept of consciousness and what it might mean from an octopan point-of-view--e.g., how might an octopus understand its environment and, say, its encounters with warm-blooded, air-breathing humans, when most of its sensory input is coming through its eight, independent appendages. The first couple of chapters give the impression that this is indeed the approach Montgomery intends to take, but then the book moves more into giving Montgomery's own personal context for her octopal interactions than it sometimes is about the octopuses themselves (so that the book could have as easily been entitled, "My Adventures With Octopuses," than "The Soul of an Octopus")
I would have liked to have had Montgomery help me ponder more the idea of "octopus-consciousness," as well as other sea creatures--she points out, for instance, that while the embryo of a sea star begins with a brain, as it develops, those neurons migrate to a complex neutral network around the mouth. What is the consciousness of a sea star like? But once Montgomery raises the thought, she passes on. I still enjoyed the book. And how it made me realize I myself now have a love for octopuses! But it also could have been more.
And the next time a science fiction writer wants to create a alien creature, s/he should just consider the octopus. If they can invent something as least as alien as that, they've got it made.
Octopi are
What this book is not subtitled is "A Surprising Exploration into the Wonder of Octopi Lovers" however, and I found myself annoyed at the constant intrusion of the author's feelings and comments about the amazing trips around the world to observe octopi and other animals. The only interpersonal relationship I found intriguing was the contact between the octopus and the autistic girl.
I have my issues with the
I don't wish to say too much more because I don't want to spoil the experience for others, but please if you have an interest in octopuses I highly suggest reading this book.
Montgomery, a naturalist who has spent her life studying many different species, immerses herself in the world of the octopus with the help of the New England Aquarium. Not only do the many creatures that she encounters become beloved characters, but also her “Wonderful Wednesday” crew that she meets up with most weeks at the aquarium. In The Soul of an Octopus Montgomery explores not only the unique and fascinating lives of octopuses, but philosophy, consciousness, and what gives an animal their personality--and possibly their soul. PK
If we really understood how wondrous octopuses are, we wouldn’t eat them. (Their remarkable nature, by the way, extends to the genetic level.)
The first thing that’s hard to grasp about octopusus is that almost two-thirds of their neurons are not in their brains, but in their arms. In one early encounter with the octopus Athena, Montgomery says, “Unconstrained by joints, her arms were constantly questing, coiling, stretching, reaching, unfurling, all in different directions at once. Each arm seemed like a separate creature, with a mind of its own. In fact, this is almost literally true.”
She speculates that this “distributed intelligence” enables the octopus to multitask. It reduces the burden on the brain to coordinate all those arms, which can change color and surface texture in an instant, camouflaging themselves from predators or potential prey and indicating mood, from calm to distress to happy red. The arms, she says, “learn, think, decide, and remember—while at the same time processing the flood of taste and touch information pouring in from every inch of skin.”
That the information they receive by touch is remembered is evident from another powerful theme of Montgomery’s book. Octopuses are not just smart—as she demonstrates in describing their many tricks—they have something akin to an emotional life, evidenced by their relationships with the people around them. (No, they’re not just food-seeking.)
They can recognize individual people and other animals because of their extraordinary senses. An octopus’s chemoreceptors can detect another’s “scent” from at least thirty yards away, and research suggests their suckers are a hundred times more sensitive than the chemical receptors on your own tongue.
At Boston’s New England Aquarium where Montgomery interacted with several octopuses over a period of years, one—Octavia—was very friendly. As Octavia’s life was coming to a close, she laid thousands of eggs, which she obsessively guarded night and day. For many months Montgomery and the caretakers had no physical contact with her. When she was weakening fast, they moved her to a simpler environment without her eggs. Freed from that duty, Octavia’s behavior made it clear she remembered her friends, embracing them as before.
Read this book and marvel!