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fun with paper titles.)
The invisible gorilla teaches us not only that experts make
mistakes, but that they’re more likely to do so than the rest of us
in some circumstances. The gorilla in question is a small cartoon
figure, posed with one fist in the air for reasons known only to
itself. It was placed by Drew’s team into images produced by CT
scans of patients’ lungs, grainy black and white images studied by
surgeons to look for signs of cancer. The participants were
medics on the look-out for anomalies; an ideal, expert crowd for
gorilla spotting. To make the task easier, the researchers made
the gorilla larger, by a factor of nearly fifty, than the cancerous
nodules the researchers were supposed to be looking for. Frankly,
unless they’d equipped the beast with a party hat and balloons
it’s hard to imagine how they could have made it more obvious.
The results are shocking. Of the twenty-four experts who took
part in the challenge, twenty of them missed the gorilla com-
pletely (Figure 23). They didn’t see it. They didn’t mistake it for
anything else—how could they?—but their brains just didn’t
register something they weren’t expecting. When I first heard
about this, I assumed they weren’t trying very hard, but eye-
tracking equipment used in the lab showed that most of those
who missed the simian interloper looked straight at it. Not an
absence of effort, then, or a sloppy inspection, but an absence of
conscious attention.
Surprising though it is, that’s the result that the researchers
expected. A previous result had invoked the invisible gorilla, this
time wandering among players on a basketball court. If you
watch the video, the figure in a party-store gorilla suit couldn’t be more obvious, but an audience told to count the number of
passes will miss him, even as he pauses to wave to the camera
and hence to the inattentive viewer, who remains oblivious.
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Figure 23 The invisible gorilla (top right) as presented to surgeons for classification. It wasn’t noticed by most of the experts looking for
tumours in these images.
Once you know there’s a gorilla in shot, it’s literally impossible to miss him. So famous has the experiment become that for years it
ran in cinemas as a road safety advert, preaching the need for
careful attention. Yet not everyone is fooled to keeping their eye
on the ball; expert basketball players are much more likely to
notice the gorilla in their midst.
It’s not hard to explain why experts perform better. If you’re
more used to following the movements of an orange ball whanged
around a court by a bunch of players wearing vests, I’m willing to
bet you’re also looking for different things from the rest of us.
Those who know basketball will, I reckon, be looking not at the
ball but for people to pass to, and will therefore instantly be
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aware of the offensive threat posed by a gorilla near the three-
point line. Expertise here involves carrying out the simple task of
counting passes automatically, such that it ceases to consume
effort, freeing you to look beyond the simple task and see the
whole game.
That’s why the CT scan study is so surprising to me. Here, even
experts can’t be trusted; what the study is recording is a phenom-
enon known as inattentional bias, and it afflicts us worst when
the object being searched for—cancer nodules in this case—is
very different from the interloper. It’s harder to spot things the
more different they are from the things you’re looking for. The
gorilla being obviously not a nodule doesn’t help, but rather
ensures that the nodule-searching brain dismisses it before the
conscious brain can be surprised by it. Another problem is what
people who study this stuff call ‘satisfaction of search’, the human
tendency to stop looking once we’ve found something. Gorillas
close to nodules were spotted slightly more often, but still missed
more than two-thirds of the time.
So finding what you’re not looking for turns out to be extremely
hard, and that has consequences in the real world. Kenny Conley
was a police officer in Boston, and at two in the morning on 25
January 1995 he was in hot pursuit of a suspect. An undercover
officer was also present, but when they got to the scene Conley’s
fellow officers mistook the disguised cop for the suspect. They
proceeded to badly beat him up, which eventually ended them in
deep (and, I reckon, deserved) trouble.
Conley, chasing the real suspect, had run straight past the
place where the assault of the undercover officer was taking
place, but claimed that he hadn’t seen anything at all. No one was
able to believe he could have missed what was happening, and he
was found guilty of perjury in lying to protect his fellow officers
and sentenced to nearly three years in jail as a result.
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This case attracted attention, and inspired an experiment.
Participants were asked to run after someone, passing on the
way a group of brawling actors. At night, only a third of them
noticed the fight, and even in broad daylight a third missed
noticing that anything was happening. The act of concentrating
on chasing someone decreases the attention one pays to the sur-
rounding world. As the researchers put it in the title of their
paper, ‘You do not talk about Fight Club if you do not notice
Fight Club’. (Psychologists really, really have more fun with their
paper titles than astronomers do.)
Conley eventually won an appeal, though not because of the
research described above. Nonetheless, once you start thinking
like this it becomes obvious why Hanny, and not a bunch of
astronomers, found the Voorwerp. Expert—and especially pro-
fessional—classifiers know what a galaxy looks like, and so aren’t
likely to be distracted by the appearance of something else.
Newer volunteers, those with less knowledge, are likely to be
conscious of all sorts of things in the data, some interesting and
novel and some not.
Hanny was also an effective advocate for her discovery. It was
her Voorwerp, after all, and she wanted to know what it was. Her
desire to understand pushed us on the Galaxy Zoo team to look
into the matter, but it wasn’t easy at first. A leading hypothesis at first was that it might have been an interloper, a nebula or cloud
of gas belonging to our own Milky Way. In order to test this idea,
we needed a spectrum of the object, but the Sloan Digital Sky
Survey that provided the image in which it was found hadn’t
targeted it for spectrographic follow-up. The survey’s algorithms
just hadn’t anticipated anyone finding it interesting. Worse, the
thing was faint enough that we needed a large telescope to get
enough light, but time on those is won by writing convincing
pitches describing future scientific bounty that will inevitably
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flow from a particular set of ob
servations, not from following
some wild goose chase inspired by a single image of a weird
object.
If it were up to me, we’d be able to write ‘We found an unusual
thing and want to look at it’ and send that off to the Time
Allocation Committee (TAC). A TAC is not some sort of commit-
tee of advanced aliens, something from the Doctor Who cutting
room, but rather the group convened by an observatory that
decides who gets time using the telescopes. Faced with more
astronomers with more ideas than anyone should have to deal
with, they tend to look askance at speculative proposals.
Luckily, astronomy is a small world. I found out that Matt
Jarvis—both then and now again a colleague in Oxford—
happened to be observing for his own purposes at a telescope
in the Canary Islands. With a little nudge, Matt pointed the tele-
scope in the right direction, and emailed back a spectrum.
Whether Matt had sacrificed his own observing time, or ‘acci-
dentally’ pointed the telescope at the Voorwerp while setting up
for the night, I’ve never dared ask.
There’s always been a somewhat informal barter economy
around telescope time; emails soliciting objects that would be
worth observing after primary targets were set, or phone calls
requesting emergency—or risky—observations, used to be
common. As scheduling has become automated and efficient,
these loopholes are closing. I worry about how we’re going to
take risks, and think most observatories should set aside a small
amount of time for observations which might be a bit unusual
but which might pay off spectacularly.
Anyway, we got our data and the spectrum was a revelation.
Even a quick glance at it told me that the Voorwerp—whatever it
might be—was at more or less the same distance as the neigh-
bouring galaxy. It was therefore huge—almost galaxy-sized itself.
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Looking back, I think that was the first moment I realized this
was more than a curiosity; that the Voorwerp wasn’t just some-
thing that had caught Hanny’s eye, but was genuinely interesting
in itself.
It clearly needed more than a casual glance. Luckily, I was sitting
in the conference centre in the middle of Austin, Texas, at the win-
ter meeting of the American Astronomical Society—the largest
annual gathering of astronomers. Among them was Alabama
professor and Galaxy Zoo observing guru Bill Keel, who quite
literally wrote the book on how to study galaxies. Dealing calmly
with me waving a laptop in his face, Bill immediately noticed what
I had not; there were features in the spectrum which suggested
the presence of elements such as sulfur,* in conditions which led
their atoms to be highly excited. In other words, the gas in the
Voorwerp was hot. Very hot. About 50,000 degrees Celsius in
fact, or nearly ten times the temperature of the surface of the Sun.
That’s not unprecedented, but it does need explanation, all
the more so because there was nothing in the spectrum which
suggested the presence of stars embedded in the gas. If they’d been
there, they would have contributed what is called continuum
light, shining at all wavelengths, but the absence of a significant
continuum meant that very few bright stars could be present.
There certainly weren’t enough to heat the rest of the gas. Sitting
in the corner of a corridor in a large and almost completely
soulless convention centre, Bill and I realized the Voorwerp was
a real mystery. Understanding why this blob of gas was excited,
and identifying the source of its excitement, was a proper
scientific question, and the spectrum Matt and colleagues
* I’m using the American ‘sulfur’ not the English ‘sulphur’ because that’s what the International Union of Pure and Applied Chemistry says we should do. They adopted English spellings of aluminium and caesium, so it’s not as if the Americans got everything their own way.
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provided was not the end but the beginning of a scientific detective
story. With an unusual spectrum in hand, we had the ammuni-
tion to go and chase down more clues.
First, though, there was a chance for some good old-fashioned
speculation as we tried to work out what sort of thing the
Voorwerp might be. One obvious possibility was that it was the
remnant of a supernova; many of the explosions discussed earlier
in the book will produce not only a dense remnant—the neutron
star or black hole that forms from the star’s core—but also a sur-
rounding cloud of gas. These supernova remnants don’t last for
long—we’re watching the one produced by the 1987 explosion in
the Large Magellanic Cloud change before our eyes—but they do
shine brightly due to gas excited by the explosion. The shock wave
from such an explosion might, if powerful enough, excite sur-
rounding gas to the degree seen in the Voorwerp. A careful look
at the Voorwerp itself supported this nascent theory; there’s a
roughly circular ‘hole’ in the gas which would easily be explained
if it was centred on the site of an explosion, with the gas closest to the action having been destroyed or ejected completely.
It’s a simple, neat explanation of the object, which is utterly
confounded by the facts. The biggest and most immediate prob-
lem is the sheer size of the Voorwerp itself, much, much larger
than any supernova remnant in the Milky Way. Any explosion
capable of exciting gas over such a large volume of space must
have been quite something, but in the early speculative phase of
thinking about things we weren’t too discouraged, given free-
dom to imagine the unlikely because the Voorwerp was, as far as
we knew, one of a kind.
The discovery of many such objects would mean making a
claim about how frequent supernovae capable of producing such
massive remnants are, a calculation that could be quickly tested
by observation. With only one example, who’s to say we hadn’t
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stumbled across the remains of the most super of supernovae?
The next stage though, is to calculate, or at least guess, how long
the unique thing you’re observing will survive in something like
its current state. If it’s short lived—a nova that will come and go
in a matter of weeks or a planetary nebula which will last for only
a few tens of thousands of years—then an argument which relies
on scarcity is dead in the water; you may only see one example
now, but another will be along in a little while. If it’s long-lived—
and the sheer size of the Voorwerp, closer to the scale of a dwarf
galaxy than any normal remnant, suggested it wasn’t going any-
where in a hurry—then the argument that you might be dealing
with an exceptional specimen has more weight.
I’m labouring the point perhaps, but this sort of argument lies
right at the heart of the kind of astronomy I like to do, and what,
when whiling away nights back in the school observatory,
I thought astronomers mostly did. We
found a weird thing.
Great! How weird is it? Is it especially close, or far away? How
bright does it look? Is it changing? How does it compare to other
things? These are all simple observations, but they’re as much
part of attempting to understand the Voorwerp as writing down
equations that convert features observed in a spectrum to physical
properties like temperature.
In this case, the line of reasoning suggested that any Voorwerp-
producing supernova would have to be exceptional, and there-
fore exciting. Before we could go searching for the dense remnant,
the neutron star or black hole that would confirm that a giant
explosion occurred here, we realized a clue had been overlooked.
The Voorwerp is large enough that we don’t need to treat it all as
a single object—we can look at parts of it separately, even from
our distance of three hundred million light years.
Once we realized that, a pattern became clear. How excited
the gas was depended on how far it was from the neighbouring
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galaxy, with the gas closest to the galaxy less excited than that
which is further away. A small clue, but an important one. If this
was a hard-boiled detective movie, imagine the camera panning
slowly to the galaxy, ominously hanging ‘above’ the Voorwerp
in each of the images we’d spent ages staring at.
Could it have been the culprit? Like most, and probably all,
large galaxies, it contains a supermassive black hole at its centre.
As material falls into such a black hole, if there is enough of it, it can form a disc of material orbiting the central black hole,
known as an accretion disc. The physics of how material behaves
in such circumstances is, well, complicated to say the least,
but it’s clear that such systems can produce powerful jets of
material moving at high speed. Such jets are common in massive
elliptical galaxies—M87, the giant at the heart of the nearby
Virgo Cluster, has a well-studied example which moves at very
nearly the speed of light—but they have also been found in spirals.
Volunteers in the Radio Galaxy Zoo project, which tries to pair
galaxies observed in the radio with their counterparts in the
infrared, have found just such an object, and in that case as in
almost all spiral systems with jets, the jet was perpendicular to