Alan Turing- A War Against Ignorance

I will prefix this post by saying that if you can, go and see ‘The Imitation Game’, a biopic on Alan Turing. It is inspirational, devastating, and most incredibly, a true story.

Alan Turing was a mathematician. In 1936, as a Cambridge graduate, Turing published ‘On Computable Numbers, With An Application To The Entsheidungsproblem’. (That’s decision problem in German). This paper put forward the notion of a ‘Universal Machine’, a machine that could be used to compute any computable sequence. The idea for the modern computer was born.

Turing got the chance to build on this thesis while at Bletchley Park, the British War time base of code breaking. The focus at Bletchley was cracking the German Enigma machine, which Turing relished tackling “because no one else was doing anything about it and I could have it to myself.” Turing worked alongside Hugh Alexander, who said that Turing’s mind and unique drive was largely to thank for the success of the project- “The pioneer’s work always tends to be forgotten when experience and routine later make everything seem easy and many of us in Hut 8 felt that the magnitude of Turing’s contribution was never fully realised by the outside world.”

Like many intellectuals, Turing was eccentric in character. Known around Bletchley simply as ‘Prof’, Turing rode his bike wearing a gas mask to avoid hay fever, frequently jogged all the way to London, and even “chained his mug to the radiator to prevent it from being stolen”- Jack Good, Bletchley Cryptanalyst.

Turing’s work at Bletchley, and outside of the war, shows a pioneering drive seen only in the rarest of individuals. He was not hugely political, his central motivator was discovery and innovation. Purely through creation of a new machine, a new idea, Turing shortened the second world war by an estimated 2 years, thus saving roughly 20 million lives. His name stands alongside that of Churchill as a war time hero.

The story of Alan Turing’s life does not have a happy ending. It is a story of one battling with big questions, determined to make the future a better place than the past. However, Turing was also at war with ignorance, firstly the evil of the Nazis, and then the evil of his own country. It is rare for one person, one mind, to be truly instrumental in saving a country from destruction, but Turing is such a figure. Being a good person, being a brilliant person, did not save him from the base human ignorance and hate that leads to prejudice. In 1952, a short 7 years after Turing’s heroic war effort, he was arrested for gross indecency. Turing refused to be ashamed or lie about his homosexuality, and claimed ‘guilty’ in court only on the advice of his family. He was defiant until the end. Preferring to continue his work, he turned down prison and instead accepted injections of a synthetic oestrogen (this is known as chemical castration). This, in a country that had just spent years denouncing the shameful sterilisation of Jews by the Nazis.

Turing’s work was greatly affected by the rumours of his homosexuality, and he was cut from certain circles. Such a ruling was not spoken about in those days, despite police actively persecuting homosexuals at the time. Two years after the ruling Turing killed himself, cyanide poisoning. A half eaten apple was found by his bedside, perhaps an allusion to the poison apple of Snow White. The scientific community published heartfelt obituaries, but his work at Bletchley was unknown and his homosexuality had darkened his name. Turing was lost in history, just another victim of blind prejudice.

It is only recently that Turing’s name has emerged as the founder of the modern computer, the hero of WW2, gay icon. The Queen posthumously pardoned Turing in 2013. However, like many people throughout history, it is too late for Turing. His unknowable contribution to winning the war and beyond that, in scientific development, directly affected all of our lives. It just goes to show that prejudice, discrimination, ignorance, and hate paint in broad and thoughtless strokes. We must continue to fight for equality in all areas, so that there are less stories of great people, doing good things, and being punished for the simple act of being who they are.

Under the Bonnet: Notes on A Cultural Conundrum.

This post is the first of many to begin questioning our culture. This blog will certainly get to other cultures along the way, but let’s start with ours.

I was topping up the engine coolant in my car yesterday. This is a task, as any sensible driver will know, which must be undertaken fairly regularly along with the other maintenance. Most drivers have to have a look under the bonnet once a month at least. So why, in the middle of southern English suburbia, supposedly one of the best educated regions on the planet, did a man call out to me these two words- “I’m impressed.”?

It is worth noting here that I am a woman. The man in question was middle aged and white, and drove an estate car that looked a bit like a hearse. “I get that a lot.” I replied, because, sadly, I really do. In fact I am yet to complete the simple task of topping up my levels under the bonnet without a middle aged white man having this conversation with me (interestingly they do always fit that description). This man is always comfortably middle class, with a family and a semi in a classy suburban neighbourhood. He looks like he might have an office job, and he walks with an understated swagger that says- “If a fuse goes in my house, I will fix that while the women flutter helplessly.”

At this point this man surpassed all of my previous estimates of his intelligence levels and said, “It’s not often you see a woman with her head under the bonnet.” It was at this point that I realised we are living with a cultural conundrum, one that has been politely patted on the back and asked to sit back down one too many times. Theorist Cheris Kramarae once said “Feminism is the radical notion that women are human beings”, and she made a very good point. If we live in a society in which an educated, well to do Family man believes it “impressive” for a woman to pour some engine coolant into her bonnet, then we do not yet live in an equal society.

It was at this point that I reminded this man, “We do have brains you know.” Interestingly, he looked mortified and walked away without another word. Perhaps he was expecting me to giggle and ask him if I was doing it properly, I’m not really sure. Either way this is where the true conundrum lies. We live in a culture which in part, finds it dissonant to see a woman undertake ‘men’s jobs’. But this culture also knows that it cannot be seen as sexist, and does not even view itself that way.

Shortly after my unfortunate conversation with my neighbour, he left the house accompanied by a wife and young daughter. He clearly doted on both, and as they walked down the street they became just another suburban family. I stayed with my car for a few more minutes and pondered what I had seen in my brief excursion behind the net curtains, into the true prejudices of this strangers mind. I wondered if his daughter, when she grows up, will be a mechanic. It didn’t take long. How could she be, with a father so subtly, so inoffensively biased that she may never question it, that she may not even see it, as I don’t believe he did. She may wonder why the idea of being an mechanic never appealed to her, and assume that she was just born disliking cars, while her husband checks her oil levels.

I called this an elephant in the room but it is more worrying that that. This is the problem that cannot be seen for it is behind closed doors. It hides in the back of peoples subconscious, an entity hard to control. It seeps through our culture and into our core. We are living inside this conundrum whilst remaining unmoved by it. Well I’m starting now. Speaking out. Why? Because I want to live in an equal society. Because I want future generations to be free from prejudice and discrimination based on genitalia.

And also, because I want to be able to check under my bonnet without talking to my neighbours.