I am halfway
through The Man Who Changed Everything, a biography of James Clerk
Maxwell, written by Basil Mahon. As a physical chemist, I know something about
Maxwell’s scientific achievements. The Maxwell-Boltzmann distribution shows up
in multiple places because chemistry is about the movement of zillions of tiny
particles, meaning you have to apply statistical methods to bridge the microscopic
world to macroscopic phenomena that we large lumbering humans observe. Maxwell’s
1873 paper titled “Molecules” is marvelous, showcasing his lucid writing and
insightful though; I have on occasion assigned it to first-year undergraduates
along with light annotations to help them read along. I mentioned this in my very first blog post!

What I didn’t know
much about, and am delighted to learn from Mahon’s book, is who James Clerk
Maxwell was as a person. I learned about his rural upbringing that made him
initially stick out as a weirdo in a more urban school, and how his geniality,
generosity and genius eventually won over his classmates. While his mother had
passed away in his early life, he had a loving extended family, and in his
early twenties, he devoted much of his time to caring for his ailing father. He
was beloved by his friends, an occasional prankster, liked to exercise, and
wrote poetry. Given his fame for conjuring mathematical relationships of physical
phenomena, I was surprised to learn that he frequently made lots of math
mistakes in his derivations, but his scientific intuition was brilliant and
almost always on the mark. A famous contemporary scientist said: “He is a
genius, but one has to check his calculations.”
Maxwell was also a
devout Christian but did not get sucked in to the many debates pitting science against
religion. In declining to join an eminent society discussing such matters, he
replied: “I think that the results which each man arrives at in his attempts to
harmonise his science with this Christianity ought not to be regarded as having
any significance except to the man himself, and to him only for a time, and
should not receive the stamp of a society. For it is in the nature of science,
especially those branches of science which are spreading into unknown regions,
to be completely changing.” Maxwell’s views on the relationship between theory
and experiment in science are also immensely quotable, for example: “I have no
reason to believe that the human intellect is able to weave a system of physics
out of its own resources without experimental labour. Whenever the attempt has
been made it has resulted in an unnatural and self-contradictory mass of
rubbish.”
I confess that I
never took a physics course in college or beyond. How I became a professor who
teaches physical chemistry still amazes me. My weak physics background, and
perhaps lack of effort to improve my mediocre mathematical ability, means that
I don’t really understand Maxwell’s famous equations although I do have the
gist of its broader impact. I was heartened to read that Maxwell made great
effort to find physical analogies to explain seemingly mysterious phenomena
such as lines of force. Even now, I find it challenging to think through the
lens of a field approach, and I use Maxwell’s ideas of fluid flow as a crutch
to think about flux. Maxwell’s analogy of potential difference and hydrostatic pressure
is also helpful; I use it when I teach electrochemistry in General Chemistry. (In
fact, I will use it in my class tomorrow morning!)
What jumped out at
me in reading the account of Maxwell’s struggle to derive a mathematical
framework for Faraday’s lines of force was the ability to bring together insights
from one area of physics to solve another. The jumping off point was a
discovery by William Thomson (later Lord Kelvin) who found that the equations
for the strength of electrostatic force looked similar to those describing the
rate of steady heat flow. This seems odd: why would static equations resemble
dynamic ones? But Maxwell made it work by imagining the flow of an “ideal”
weightless incompressible fluid through pipes. I’m presently covering kinetics
in my Physical Chemistry, and was looking ahead at my lecture on molecular collision
theory. With Maxwell in my mind, one of the equations looked suspiciously
familiar. I flipped back to a lecture I had given in the second week of the
semester on the Lennard-Jones potential energy curve (for two-body molecular
interactions), and sure enough, the mathematical expression for the static temporary
dipole attraction looked analogous to the rate equation in collision theory.
Wow!
I was impressed to
read about the breadth of problems Maxwell tackled. His work on optics and
colour vision culminating in his famous colour triangle is brilliant. He even devised
spectacles for those with red-green colour-blindness. I did not know that
Maxwell won a prestigious award for deriving mathematical equations to describe
the conditions of stability of Saturn’s rings. When tackling the possibility that
the rings are a fluid rather than a solid, he showed they would break up into
smaller entities. But how would a hodgepodge of particles maintain an orbit? Maxwell
showed that such rings vibrate in different ways and could be stable at low
enough average densities. When he considered multiple rings, “he found
that some arrangements were stable but others were not: for certain ratios of
the radii the vibrations would build up and destroy the rings.” This sounds
like the remarkable Bohr orbits of quantum mechanics where the electron
orbiting the nucleus is treated as a standing wave to be stable.
Another surprising
thing I learned was that despite his lucid and clear writing, Maxwell’s success
in classroom teaching was mixed. Mahon writes: “For all his talents, he never
mastered the technical part of teaching. He would prepare a lesson beautifully,
do fine for a time while he stuck to his script, and then fly into analogies
and metaphors which were intended to help the students but more often than not
mystified them. He was not expert on the blackboard, where he made algebraic slips
which took time to find and correct. And yet the students liked him and some
found him truly inspiring… It seems paradoxical [for] such a fine scientific
writer… as he believed fervently in the value of good education… Appreciating
that people learn in different ways, he may have tried too hard to bring in
helpful illustrations and analogies, confusing his audience with a welter of
rapidly changing images… And perhaps he was too much of an idealist. All good
teachers aim, as he did, to teach people to think for themselves, but most also
recognize that all some students want is to gain a second-hand smattering of
the subject so they can pass exams, and make a specific effort to help them
succeed in this limited ambition. Maxwell never did.”
Those are sobering
words for me as an educator who is also very excited about imparting chemistry
to my students. I certainly try to give metaphors and analogies which I hope are helpful. Given my theoretical bent (a product of both my training and my
interests), I have noticed that I now spend more time trying to impress upon my
students the key frameworks on which my discipline builds its foundations. And
I do this unprompted; it’s not in my lecture notes. It’s almost as if, like
Maxwell, I can’t help myself. I feel compelled to make those connections to the
broader edifice of how chemists think about the world. One progresses from
novice to expert by first glimpsing and then progressively seeing more clearly
the abstract categories that undergird chemical knowledge. I pontificate more
than I used to. When I first started teaching, I couldn’t see some of the
hidden frameworks; my focus was getting the students through the material in a
systematic way that allowed them to (hopefully) provide them the basics to solve
chemical problems on an exam to prove they understood what I was trying to
teach. I am still aware that the majority of students in my classes are
interested in the “second-hand smattering of the subject so they can pass exams”,
and make efforts to help them along, but I also want to truly inspire the minority
to see the beauty and depth of chemistry. Maxwell cannot help me resolve this
tension, but I am inspired by his efforts. I look forward to sinking my teeth
into the second half of his biography!