Language is the elephant in the room, the jewel in the crown, the ghost in the machine. It is perhaps the ultimate challenge for the social and biological sciences, since no one really understands how it works, yet, barring disease or misadventure, we all possess it. Without language there would be no stories, no religion, no science, no history. Some would say no consciousness—wrongly, I think, but that’s a story for later. And yet we are the only species that can communicate in that open-ended way that we like to call language, filling our daily lives with talk and gossip, our libraries with books, our televisions with soap operas and excitable sports commentators, our parliaments with vacuous bickering and self-important posturing, our computer screens with downloads of variable authenticity, our lecture halls with bespectacled wisdom—not to mention the twittering of our smartphones.
Strangely, though, we seem to take language for granted, a gift bestowed on us for the privilege of being human. Of course other animals do communicate, but their communications have nothing approaching the sheer vastness of human language, its extraordinary power to evoke, explain, persuade, recount—and of course bullshit. Animals can of course communicate, conveying pain or emotion, but their apparent inability to tell us their thoughts, ideas, memories, or plans somehow seems to absolve us from guilt over the ways we exploit them. Perhaps it has seemed better not to question how we came to possess language, but rather to assume that it’s simply a mark of our superiority, placing us closer to the angels than to the apes.
In any event, language seems so different from any other form of communication, whether the chirruping of birds or the chattering of monkeys, that it almost defies explanation. Throughout history, therefore, there has been a strong temptation to suppose that it was simply bestowed on us by some deity or maybe was an outcome of some fluke of nature—a mutation, perhaps, or a property emerging from an expanded brain. From a Darwinian perspective, though, this won’t do. The challenge is to place language, like any other complex faculty or organ, into the context of natural selection.
Of course some have tried. The esteemed behaviorist B. F. Skinner sought to explain language in terms of basic behavioral principles derived from work with animals, principally pigeons. This work, described in his 1957 book Verbal Behavior, did not really propose an evolutionary scenario but simply set language in the context of animal behavior, requiring no special discontinuity between ourselves and other animals. Skinner’s work also implicitly recognized that language should not be identified with speech but is rather a form of behavior—a recognition that resonates with one of the themes of this book. But Skinner’s legacy has not really lasted; his influence was thwarted by the publication in the same year of another much slimmer volume by the linguist Noam Chomsky, Syntactic Structures. Chomsky’s book effectively denied that language could be understood in terms of associative learning and reopened the chasm between humans and even our closest nonhuman relatives, the great apes. These and ensuing events are covered in the pages that follow.
The divide between those who favor a progressive, Darwinian account and those who believe language to have been the result of some sudden and dramatic change remains as large as ever. And of course I am not the first to attempt an account of language evolution in terms of natural selection. There have been intermittent attempts through history, often opposed by the church, and also a flurry of recent accounts, opposed not so much by religious authorities as by those who think that the gap between humans and other animals is simply too great to have been breached by the incremental steps of evolution. This issue also plays out in more detail in the pages of this book.
I am grateful for discussion with many who have some broad agreement with the approach I have taken, including Michael Arbib, Christina Behme, Richard Byrne, Nicola Clayton, Francesco Ferretti, Russell Gray, James Hurford, Giacomo Rizzolatti, Kim Sterelny, the late William Stokoe, and Sherman Wilcox. Many of my students have been kind enough to agree with my views on language evolution, but then I suppose they would, wouldn’t they? On the other side of the coin I have (mostly) enjoyed sparring with Chomsky himself, as well as with Tecumseh Fitch, Mark Hauser, Adam Kendon, Robert Seyfarth, my good friend Thomas Suddendorf, and Ian Tattersall. I don’t suppose I will persuade those to whom the gap is unbreachable in Darwinian terms, but perhaps I can at least contribute to what seems to me to be a sea change in our understanding of language and its evolution.
On a more personal level, I am grateful to Barbara Corballis for support, and also to my brilliant sons Paul and Tim and to their equally brilliant daughters Simone, daughter to Paul and Theresa, and Lena and Natasha, twin daughters to Tim and Ingrid. The three girls are all currently aged seven, and already more eloquent than their grandfather.