James Robertson

A monkey business

James Robertson reviews David Boyd Haycock's latest book

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Boyd Haycock’s account begins with the Great Instauration, a movement led by Sir Francis Bacon to overthrow the system of learning derived from the ancients with new scholarship based on empiricism. Bacon’s latter work was greatly driven by the goal of achieving physical longevity and he believed the scientific revolution would continue on to test the ‘power and compasse of mortality’. In many respects this was an early form of what we now term medical research; theories about the role of diet and mental health in determining lifespan, as well as conjecture about the curative properties of just about everything. It is the author’s great achievement, however, that throughout this wide-ranging enquiry he is able to preserve the often hazy distinction between simple medical investigation and that undertaken with longevity as its principal aim.

Denial is a natural response to those powerful forces that work beyond the reach of human understanding, but the impulse is usually seen as antithetical to the philosophical mind. In fact, Boyd Haycock convincingly demonstrates how much of early scientific undertaking was governed by the desire to escape the finality of death. It was the sight of his first grey hair that sparked Descartes’ interest in longevity which dominated his later work. In 1638, at the age of 42, he was confidently telling a friend that he might yet ‘live a century longer’. When he eventually died at the age of 50 in Stockholm, an Antwerp newspaper reported that ‘in Sweden a fool has died who claimed to be able to live as long as he liked’. Locke, Hobbes and Ben Franklin are here too, but of all those who sought a new kind of longevity, few lived beyond than their eighties.

This book could easily be read as a history of human fallibility and credulousness in the face of mortality. Boyd Haycock’s intimidating bibliography reflects the admirable level of attention he gives to those once popular scientific perspectives which now seem ridiculous; piquant reminders that contemporary truths can fast become historical trivia. At the age of 68 W. B. Yeats underwent a very fashionable operation that promised nothing short of physical rejuvenation — a vasectomy and injections of a crude cocktail of sex hormones. Until his death eight years later in 1942 he relished the effects of this ‘second puberty’ and, in seeming vindication of the link he saw between creativity and desire, went on to four extramarital affairs and produced some of his best work. It was not until just before the second world war that the assumption that death began with withered reproductive glans fell out of vogue and eye-watering remedies such as testicular grafts from monkey donors disappeared off the market.

Of course, now even these assumptions no longer seem so ridiculous. The benefit of a sweeping, detailed history such as this is that, with a long enough timeline, one can fully appreciate the circular march of irony. In a comprehensive chapter on the state of modern attempts at finding longevity, Boyd Haycock shows that its contemporary proponents realise that they are fighting against the pull of evolution. Ailments such as Alzheimer’s, heart disease and cancer are the biggest obstacles to achieving longevity precisely because they strike long after sufferers have already reproduced and passed on their flawed genetics. For humans, as for every other species, sex may be little less than life and death.

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