soundtrack: adren; gone with the wind // thoughts: are everywhere
found something pretty scary –> click. if you can’t be bothered to read the long article, basically it’s a report of how scientists have found a way to “selectively erase memories from mice.” so at the beginning it seems pretty wow; the advancement in technology, the ability to fuck around with the human mind. but when you think about it, just beyond the surface, it could fuck up in so many ways. yes, maybe we could cure “human memory afflictions like post-traumatic stress syndrome,” but this is real life, not a movie. and in real life, things are a lot more complicated.
as some of you may know, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, one of my favourite movies, deals with this issue. as it’s a movie, and doesn’t need many elements of reality, it doesn’t consider outside factors, such as people telling you about the memory you have erased. real life would.
but trivial issues like that aside, and assuming that scientists could handle all the problems like making people forget they got something erased, AND assuming that people wouldn’t abuse this method (like murdering people and making everyone forget, or the government making citizens forget stuff which would eventually lead to a totalitarian state), there are still deeper problems.
maybe it’s the english unit, but suddenly it seems like brave new world and the fiftieth gate just combined. you have to realise that past memories, whether they are memories of flowers and daffodils, or memories of being raped; they are all a part of a human being, and contribute to what they are, especially traumatic experiences. these things become you.
okay so they erase the memory of when you were at the beach and someone got eaten by a shark, which was the root of your fear of sharks (assuming that you don’t feel like there’s a hole in your head). your fear of sharks is probably entwined with other things, like going to the beach and sitting on the sand while others swim, or even your membership at the local swimming pool that you train at just so you don’t have to swim at the beach. everything’s connected.
what would you do if you couldn’t understand why you did something, because you don’t remember ever thinking it through? what if you erased someone from your memory, simply because you had a bad relationship, and with their memory goes all the good times you shared together; the things that made you happy and the things that made you sad? what if, in losing your memories, you lose the substance of your character, and the way you percieve things?
what if you forget who you are?