Photographs Prove and Forget
I have often wondered why so many people take so many photographs and digital images. It’s as if they’re obsessed with the recording and the creation of false memory.
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Memory Runoff Review
To live is to remember; and how we choose to consecrate our memories is what gives texture and context to our lives as the Panopticon becomes public. Google is good at creating the instant now for future recall, but The Wayback Machine is the granddaddy of soliciting who used to be. Today we have — Memento — a new contender for scrapbooking our online lives. So who is the king of our remembering? Wayback or Memento?
Donated in Memory Of
I love using Google Alerts to track my life online. How many David Boles folk are out there in the world? Who is stealing my stuff? Sometimes, though, an alert brings good news that touches the heart and when I read this Google News alert on my iPhone, I was stopped:
What Have We Recovered?
Learning is about recovering. We are flooded with information and we struggled to analyze the important bits and store them in memory. Then, when the most precious moment arrives, we recover those precocious stored bits to save us from ourselves. On
the awful anniversary of 9/11, we now must begin to ask — “What have
we recovered?” — in the steaming, soulless pit that used to be the
World Trade Center.
Covering the Austrian Panopticonic Eye
In London, two Austrians were detained because they were taking digital images of buses. The police invoked “fighting terrorism” as the reason they required the deletion of the images from the tourists’ camera.
The Ethics of Adderall on the Average Mind
If a drug exists that creates enhanced cognitive thinking — are we required as a society of the shared common good — required to provide equal access to that medication without a prescription?
Continue reading → The Ethics of Adderall on the Average Mind
Remembrance
As the holiday of Passover comes to a close, we prepare ourselves for the service of Yizkor, the four times a year service that is held to remember our departed loved ones. I am reminded of my late grandmothers, but at the same time I am reminded of those that are still living.
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