Artificial Selection - Baba Brinkman

Artificial selection, it starts with a question

How did people ever get cows, chickens and pigs

And other animals and plants to act so domestic?

We took them from the wild and we bred them, brethren

Welcome to the Charles Darwin Bicentennial

So, why does everybody think this guy is so special?

Maybe because a man was born two centuries ago

Who, as far as anyone knows, was the first

To recognize the underlying pattern behind the pageant

Affectionately known as «life on this planet»

He was the first to understand it

The first to translate his amazement

At the wonder of life, into a way to explain it

So this is a celebration of Darwin’s greatness

In the form of a rap — some would say «a debasement»

I would say «be patient», just think of this as

A manifestation of the evolutionary equation

A recapitulation of life, a re-enactment

So, how do you go from amoebas to rappers?

You open The Origin of Species, and you read it’s chapters

The first chapter is about the impact of people’s actions

On farm animals, pets, and domestic crops

Where did they come from?

From original stocks

Of wild animals and plants, which were selected and crossed

For the best properties, and thus became the effect of their cause

But of course, not every selection was conscious

Still, even if breeders in ancient Egypt couldn’t see this

And had no idea how to rework the features

Of a species of sheep or increase the sweetness

Of their peaches every season, when they chose to seed it

Or to feed it or to breed it or to weed it out and delete it

'Cause they didn’t see it as needed, whether the preferences in question

Were for bigger chicken breasts or whippets with a thinner mid-section

Or if it was just an inner predilection to pick the best in

Any mixed collection, that’s artificial selection

Artificial selection, it starts with a question

How did people ever get cows, chickens and pigs

And other animals and plants to act so domestic?

We took them from the wild and we bred them, brethren

But there’s nothing artificial about domestication

Ant colonies keep domestic aphids

It’s just an arrangement where one hand washes the other

We protect the cow, and the cow offers the udder

And even if there’s never a conscious discussion

If our little selections and little preferences

Can change and enhance the critical differences

Between wild and domestic breeds over the centuries

Then maybe that can explain… everything

In nature it isn’t us that makes the selections

It’s just survival and reproduction in the midst of competition

Where slight differences that arise randomly

Get selected by the pressures applied environmentally

And eventually species divide like a family tree

Into everything alive, from a fly to a manatee

So how does this apply to the craft of the MC?

Well, variation can be found in the styles on display

Rappers all have different techniques when they’re on stage

And the results can be seen in the audience’s face

Like, for instance, at this moment, you all look amazed

Like guppies removed abruptly from their aquatic space

Your minds are probably racing over questions of style and race

And genre and time and place, and some of your eyes are glazed

Like «For God’s sake, how long will this take?!?»

But if you all feel that way, then soon I’ll be replaced

By someone more entertaining, like maybe Lil Wayne

This is the rap version of the doctrine of Malthus

It’s the proportion of hungry mouths

To food resources in the form of captive audiences

Where crowds of two or more will always

Be at least half as common as performers

Can you see the mathematical problem?

But survival on stage is a non-random process

'Cause those who get massive responses tend to influence

Those who aspire to get massive responses

So if you say I sound like, for instance, Eminem, then I’ll say

«That's preposterous!»

But if you catch me grabbing my crotch

And acting obnoxious, then I might have to acknowledge

That this is a form of imitation modified by experience

Which is similar to the genetic basis of inheritance

Except it’s part Darwinism and part Lamarkism

With genes and culture co-evolving as we rock to the rhythm

But whether you think cultures really evolve

Or if it’s just a silly metaphor that’s pretty but false

Or whether you’ve never even thought about that

I still think Darwin can teach us a lot about rap

And vice verse;

'cause it’s all about that

Competition for status with intricate language

Delivered in battles, and it’s all about getting that

Fitness advantage and the different adaptive behaviour patterns

That have us acting crazier than capercaillie mating dances

But hey, that’s natural selection;

so just sit back and listen

And witness the evolution of the rap profession

Artificial selection, it starts with a question

How did people ever get cows, chickens and pigs

And other animals and plants to act so domestic?

We took them from the wild and we bred them, brethren