THE EINSTEIN BRAIN 
  Josef Nesvadba
“The situation is extremely serious,”Professor Kozhevkin said as he brought 
  his report to a close.“During the life of the last few generations our progress 
  in various technical fields has liberated mankind,freed hu- manity from drudgery,hunger 
  and war,and opened the way to the Universe.I can still remember the time when 
  the Engineering Faculties of our Universities had the pick of the finest students,and 
  when it was the heart’s desire of every young man to study a branch of technical 
  science. Look at things today!Our young people have lost interest in what we 
  are doing.Physics,chemistry and mathematics suddenly seem to have lost all interest 
  for them.Every year fewer and fewer students apply for admission to our Engineering 
  Faculty in Alma-Ata.There is a danger that in a few years we shall find ourselves 
  obliged to restrict our research work and set limits to the number of staff 
  employed.This state of affairs cannot be allowed to go on.Our machines cannot 
  work without people in control, they cannot take care of the needs of mankind 
  unless someone is running them.Energetic measures must be taken.” 
         We all clapped and Dr.Kozhevkin sat 
  down. 
         “At our University in Toronto,”Professor 
  Clark Smith-Jones said as he took the floor,“things are almost worse.We have 
  already had to shut down several specialized departments for certain aspects 
  of space research and the Department for Research into the Nature of Elementary 
  Particles. While students flock to hear lectures on Goethe or Herder’s views 
  on art, we have been forced to give up the gymnasium to the aesthetics lecturer, 
  although when the University was founded his department was so insig- nificant 
  it was almost forgotten.And what is so shocking about it all is that we cannot 
  imagine how this state of affairs was brought about.Is it the natural desire 
  of the younger generation to rebel against their parents and do something different?Or 
  is it some kind of unconscious protest”(here Professor Kozhevkin permitted himself 
  a smile)“against figures who are the symbol of order and therefore the symbol 
  of paternal authority?Our psychologists have been studying the matter for a 
  long time without coming to any conclusion,alas.” 
         We clapped again and Professor Smith-Jones 
  sat down.For a while there was an uncomfortable silence.Nobody felt like going 
  on with the dis- cussion.They were afraid to speak up.And yet the reasons for 
  this changing trend had been known long enough.I decided to speak myself. 
         “There is no point in refusing to face 
  the truth,”I said to get down to brass tacks at once.“We’ve come to the end 
  of our resources.We’ve reached a dead-end.It is true that since the end of the 
  nineteenth century the technical sciences have transformed the world and thrown 
  all other branches of knowledge into the shade;they have made it possible for 
  humanity to devote itself to more important tasks and so on and so forth. We 
  are all aware of these things.But technical progress has not solved the fundamental 
  problems of the human mind.People are still asking how and why we should live,we 
  still know nothing of how the universe came into being,and we still cannot understand 
  the fourth dimension Einstein worked out.Whenever we set this question to our 
  cybernetic machines they refuse it as unscientific,wrongly set out,too personal,private, 
  human.But this does not make the question any less important for every one of 
  us.Professor Smith-Jones and Professor Kozhevkin both have the most ingeniously 
  equipped laboratories that can be imagined;their brain machines solve in three 
  seconds mathematical problems that would take even a clever mathematician a 
  lifetime to work out —but these machines cannot answer our fundamental questions.And 
  so we find ourselves in a vicious circle.Physics has become a practical branch 
  of science,and the extent to which it is dependent on philosophy is becoming 
  clearer day by day;it’s about the same as the way lacemaking is dependent on 
  the artist’s design.That is why we are losing the interest of the younger generation. 
  We are not concerned with the fundamental things of life.We have ended where 
  we began.We can make machines which do the washing or the cooking most efficiently,perform 
  surgical operations and fly through space,just as our forefathers hundreds of 
  years ago made mechanical pianoplayers and dancing bears.They used to display 
  their inventions at circuses.Thoughtful people considered these inventors no 
  more than toy- makers,charlatans.The same fate menaces us.” 
         Nobody clapped.Perhaps I had laid it on 
  a bit thick.Smith-Jones was frowning and the others were muttering to each other. 
  
         “What have you got against my machines,madam?”Professor 
  Smith- Jones said as he leaped to his feet.“With the exception of the brain 
  machines constructed by Professor Kozhevkin”(here he bowed)“they are the most 
  efficient brain machines in the world.Nobody present here today can claim to 
  have such a fine brain.Not even you,madam…” 
       “I do not think as fast,or as faultlessly,you are right.But 
  I can think up new problems,I can keep all your machines occupied dealing with 
  my doubts and ignorance,and I like watching the sunset…”Smith-Jones was smiling 
  ironically,as if he regretted having bothered to reply to a woman colleague 
  of so little importance.He,one of the greatest brains in the scientific world. 
  
         “It is of course true that our brain machines 
  cannot understand the..........