As I've grown older I have grown more sentimental. Not across the board. In the big things I’ve become much more hardboiled, facing with equanimity funerals and major losses that in my youth would have been shattering. Yet in small and intermediate things I am much more likely to experience an involuntary (and not entirely welcome) upwelling of emotion. For example, 40 years ago I dug the grave for my dog of 12 years and buried him without shedding a tear – not because I didn’t care, for I did. It just wasn’t my response. Not so the cat I buried last fall even though I was much less attached to her than I had been to the Great Dane. When young, I was never emotionally affected in more than the most superficial way by movies or music no matter how weepy they were intended to be. While I have yet to cry at the movies – perhaps that event will signal the onset of senility – I have to admit they occasionally affect me much more than they once did. It feels strange.
If there is a common denominator to the things
that affect me more, it probably is nostalgia. The nostalgic element might not
be right on the surface, but it is there: the evocation of some memory or familiar
experience. This could explain the age association. There is more about which
to be nostalgic when we are older. In the 19th century this was
considered a dangerous, potentially lethal, condition. A great many death
certificates of soldiers in the American Civil War list “nostalgia” as a
contributing cause of death – sometimes as the only one. Despite having stronger
negative connotations back then, the word denoted the same thing in 1864 as
today, so the doctors and coroners meant exactly what they wrote. Nowadays we
don’t expect to die from nostalgia, and even seek out the sensation. (Today
we’d probably identify what the soldiers experienced as “depression” or PTSD, but
at the time they really meant nostalgia.) Nostalgia involves sadness but it
usually is of a sweet kind that isn’t necessarily unpleasant.
The title of this blog involves a case of
nostalgia. As every second-year Latin student knows, the line (“there are tears
for things”) comes from Vergil. It is from a passage in The Aeneid in which Aeneas stares at a mural that depicts the
destruction of his city and the deaths of his friends in the Trojan War. He
cries. “Stiff upper lip” wasn’t really a thing in the ancient Mediterranean.
Mark Twain famously remarked, "Man is the
only animal that blushes - or needs to." True, but it is not the only way
we are unique. Humans are also the only animals that cry. Other critters vocalize
distress, of course, but none of them actually sheds tears as a sign of emotion.
Accordingly, there has been quite a lot of research on crying. Charles Darwin
himself considered the matter. Among the things that he got right was the
conclusion that causality runs both ways, which is to say that expressing an emotion
can cause the emotion as well as the reverse. Recent studies confirm this;
simply sprinkling saline drops (artificial tears) on subjects’ faces, for
example, can induce sadness. Though usually an uncannily keen observer, Charles
did make one significant mistake: he wrote that “savages” (hunter-gatherers in
today’s more PC terminology) were more apt to cry freely than civilized peoples.
This is wrong. What misled him was that the “uncivilized” people whom he met cried
at different things than did Englishmen. He saw them crying over minor (to him)
causes, such as when a Maori chief cried because his cloak was discolored by
flour. So, he concluded they were more emotional, but he missed that the same
people were unmoved by events that would set a Londoner to bawling. There is a
lot of cultural variation in how many tears are shed and in what circumstances,
but in general Charles got it backwards. There is an unmistakable (albeit not
entirely perfect) correlation: People in more advanced societies cry more – a
lot more. Abundant crying is a luxury afforded by wealth. Where life is truly
harsh folks waste less energy crying over sentimental matters, and save most of
their tears for true grief.
Some of the most extensive current research is
being done by Ad Vingerhoets, professor in Social and Behavioral Sciences at
Tilburg University in the Netherlands and author of
Why Only
Humans Weep: Unravelling the Mysteries of Tears, in association with
Michael Trimble, MD, at the Institute of Behavioral Neurology at University
College, London. They have studied emotional habits in 37 countries. Said
Vingerhoets, “Emotions are never caused by external events but rather by how we
appraise certain events… There are cultures or periods in history when people
cried much more than we do now, and probably we now cry more than we did 30-40
years ago.” They discovered, contrary to stereotype, that people in colder
climates cry more than folks in warm ones. They confirm the wealth correlation with
tears, and also reconfirm studies from the 1980s that show – in conformance
with conventional belief – that women cry more than men by quite a lot,
especially in countries with greater gender equality. The majority of women
range between 30 and 64 cries per year as opposed to 6 to 17 for a majority of
men. (It is likely that men more often deliberately suppress impulses to
tearfulness, which lowers their numbers.) There is, of course, a lot of
individual variation as well as cultural variation: stoics and chronic criers
turn up in every group. Overall, though, the weepiest men are to be found in
the United States and Australia; Nigerians, Malaysians, and Bulgarians are the
least teary. Swedish women shed copious tears while women in Ghana and Nepal do
not. It should be reiterated, though, that the quantity of tears is not a good
indication of the actual level of distress; people can be dry-eyed when
experiencing the most appalling misery and wet-faced when happy.
What is the evolutionary purpose of tears?
Ultimately we don’t know, but Vingerhoets speculates it has something to do
with social expression and empathy. Human social groups are vastly more complex
than those of any other mammal and require complex communication – most of it
non-verbal. This sounds reasonable, though it would relegate solitary crying
bouts to the status of accidental side-effects. So, too, solitary nostalgia. Contrary
to the fears of our recent ancestors, however, neither nostalgia nor tears will
kill you. Sometimes they make us feel better. So, if the mood suits you, enjoy
the prerogative of prosperity and shed tears ‘til you smile.
Wet-faced happy sort of mystifies me somewhat, which is generally associated with women. I guess it's closely related to laughing so hard you start crying. I guess I'm an old softy as some movies have that ability to evoke that emotion in me, conversely I've read online where someone posits: What music has brought you to tears? Well, none for me. I love music, but I guess either I love it or think it's beautiful or have some other reaction to it, or maybe that's just a figure of speech. But I've always found that a bit odd.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure there's a cultural/societal/gender angle to it as well. You were talking about the equanimity at funerals too, and I guess I've changed on that too due to age/history. I see a lot of posting address someone famous dying, like recently George Martin or David Bowie, etc., and I understand that. But even though they may have made my life more durable, or enhanced it in some way, I'm less empathetic about that after some of my own family has passed. It's not that I don't care, it's that I never really knew them on some emotional level.
Some music can at least moisten the eyes for me, at least if alcohol is a factor.
DeleteGrief over celebrities has never been a thing for me either, though I think I understand it. I wrote about it in a blog back when Phil Everly died a couple years ago.