Easily my favorite part of this class (and my favorite part of neuroscience altogether) is when we can see examples of the very strange things that can happen when the fragile wiring of our brains is disrupted. We see several instances of this commonly, like color-blindness or supertasters, but it’s the more bizarre, rare disorders that intrigue me more. I think it’s for the same reason that I do poorly in all biology-related classes (whether I like them or not): at some point since I graduated high school, my right brain cannibalistically devoured my left brain, and I am only good at conceptualizing poetically interesting things.
Case in point: akinetopsia. I thought about this disorder quite a bit. I decided that I would much rather be blind than have akinetopsia. Fortunately, akinetopsia is extraordinarily rare, so I have a much higher likelihood of going blind (knock on wood!). To me, akinetopsia would be like having your life narrated as a children’s book: you are given an active auditory narrative, but have to match the actions about which you hear to stationary images. Or like a comic book: all action happens in “the gutter,” or the space between images, and a person with akinetopsia would essentially live deciphering that action. I would love to see an akinetopsic take up photography as a hobby–and I don’t mean that like for my own entertainment. Someone with akinetopsia would have a very distinct understanding of visual activity going on in front of their eyes in a moment different from the one that they have a perception of, so a photographer would have to wait for auditory cues to shoot a picture, and then decide if it was what they had hoped.
The video link to the video we watched in class is called “jazz recital for akinetopsia patients,” and it seems fairly inaccurate with my understanding of akinetopsia. I would assume that, judging from the patient in the video’s descriptions, single images without motion linger in the mind until some arbitrary cue updates them. It would be more akin to a youtube video with an awful refresh rate than what they show, which is essentially a jumbled, time-sped-and-slowed video that “skips” like a scratched cd (or like the modern jazz composition involved).