Left me wanting
Herstory, the pursuit of restoring women’s true and deserved place in history, is the reason I set out to find and read this book. Charles Babbage is quite a well-known pioneer of computing, but this Lady Lovelace’s vision was actually even more, well… visionary. In hindsight. Also, the New York Times promised an “engrossing biography”. Finally, I found studying computing helped me structure my thoughts myself, so who knows what I might learn from a female genius?
The first half of the book was indeed quite engrossing. I was shocked to learn about Lord Byron’s upbringing and walk of life. He was born into debt and power, and in the eyes of a 20ieth century parent, emotionally neglected and traumatised by transgressive behaviour from at least one promiscuous nanny. Unsurprisingly, he grew up to be an emotionally unstable, philandering money wasting Lord. He would probably be diagnosed with bipolar today (an interesting aside, as I have been diagnosed with bipolar II myself). He had regular sexual relations with his half sister. None of this was any exception in the company of other Lords, it seems. Yes, the centre of power of one of the most powerful empires at the time - 19th century - was a putrid cesspool of loose morals and decadent spending.
The solution to the money squandering was: flee to the continent (short term), or marry into money (midterm). Actually owning one’s living was deemed beneath one’s station, in these circles.
The women who fell in love with such men, were expected to do everything after; manage the household, bear the children, and pay for everything. And put up with the continuing philandering and money spending.
It is amazing how women continued to fall for these men. Then again, women had to marry, and marry someone of the right station. And mothers had to marry off their daughters. So did Annabella Milbank’s parents. Annabella was an intelligent woman, only child. Somewhat bored, from the province, not too beautiful. Apparently she fell for Lord Byron’s wit. His status as a poet must have helped, too. About 18 months after meeting, they did marry, although he was reluctant, literally arriving days late to his own wedding.
Ada was born about 11 months into the marriage, and a month later Annabella left Byron, who was to never see his daughter again. Thankfully Annabella’s parents had safeguarded the greater part of her wealth outside of the marriage.
Annabella, or Lady Byron as she did continue to call herself, set out to raise Ada with discipline and rigour, to prevent her from turning into the looney tunes Annabella considered the Lord, her former husband, whose name she would carry for the rest of her life nonetheless. Ada turned out to have a knack for mathematics. Now, Annabella did support her by finding her the best tutors; on the other hand, these tutors, mostly male, Annabella herself, and well, everyone really, shuddered to encourage Ada to venture where none had ventured before, to actually develop new work, because this was considered unhealthy, destabilising, and actually dangerous for women at the time.
In fact Ada did not start her best work, in hindsight, until she had properly married (to Lord Lovelace) and given birth to three childen. Even then, she had to squeeze her intellectual work in with managing the household and raising the kids.
The flow of the book drops off significantly as we turn to the field (industrialisation of the textile industry) that would spawn Ada's best work. As it turns out, the work that made her so famous later on, mostly after Alan Turing dug it up in his WWII efforts to decipher the German's coding at Bletchely Park, that work is an annotated translation of a description of Babbage’s design of the Analytical Engine. Something we might now consider a precursor of a computer, to be programmed by feeding it punchcards, the way a Jacquard loom was, which was a huge inspirating innovation for the scientific community at large the time.
She tried to get Babbage, who seems autistic and kept failing at “selling” his newer inventions to possible investors, to allow her to do this PR work for him. To take a step back and let her function as an intermediary. Unfortunately - for him, for her, for the work -, he refused. Not long after, she started suffering from horrible bleedings from the womb, which developed into full on uterine cancer, that killed her just before she turned 37. She died at 36, just as her father.
So yes, after the extensive description of Lord and Lady Byron’s respective childhoods and how they met, the book lost its flow, to me. There were so many interesting things there; the rotten culture in the epicentre of power of the United Kingdom and how that casts its shadow forward to today's society and possibly the workings of many families firmly lodged in the current centre of power - old money, royalty. The triple load women in upper circles were carrying. The infuriating dumbing down of women, to not change the status quo, to keep them in their workhorse place. The inhumanity of how people treated eachother and how society worked.
I guess I felt there was a disbalance in the depth to which Lady Byron’s charachter was described vs. Lord Byron. She comes off as a cold, distant mother, off to spa retreats most of the time, locked away in an unhappy - or at the very least, boring - marriage. But she did arrange all those tutors for Ada, and accompanied her to soirees with Babbage and more.
Also, the change in tone of biography to getting into the technical details of Lady Lovelace and her contemporary’s thinking about machines and mathematics made for harder reading.
The link between Babbage's refusal and her illness seems pretty obvious, but the biographer stays with the facts and does not venture into hypothesis.
Maybe my disappointment has to do with some kind of shattering of the illusion of the possibilities of engineering and mathematics, that may carry over into the aftertaste of the book. How these realms of possibility may seem like magic to those who are not in the know. Even this, Ada foresaw. As Alan Turing cites her, and calls this “The Lovelace Objection”: machines are incapable of independent learning. She wrote:
“The Analytical Engine has no pretensions whatever to originate anything. It can do whatever we know how to order it to perform. It can follow analysis; but it has no power of anticipating any analytical reactions or truths. Its province is to assist us in making available what we are already acquainted with.”
So yes: Google is very helpful. Including Google Maps. But a take over by some kind of Artificial Intelligence generated autonomous computerised being? Auto pilot? That kind of magic will never happen. Because any system will always, in the end, no matter how quick, how much data you feed it, how large its processor or memory will be, just proceed however we instructed it.
That may be disillusional, yes; then again, there is also reassurance in it. Creativity, truly creating new things, will always remain the unique terrain of sentient, living breathing beings.
Then again, I guess I may have been hoping to receive more of the brilliance, the genius that she was made out to be. More inspiration, more insight.
What I got was an unbalanced, dry and distant biography that left me wanting. Maybe a more personal approach from Essinger would have worked better? Maybe a female writer should have done the hard work under dire circumstances of Annabella and Ada more justice? Or maybe it was just very hard to write a biography, when Annabella burnt many of Ada's letters.