w.atching the w.orld unw.ind

Today's lyric:

"Holidays are dirt-cheap in the Costa del Malvinas
In the Hotel Argentina they can hardly tell between us
For Teresa is a waitress though she's now known as Juaneasy
In a tango bar in Stanley or in Puerto Margarita
She's the sweetest and the sauciest, the loveliest, the naughtiest
She's Miss Buenos Aires in a world of lacy lingerie."

Elvis Costello: "Tokyo Storm Warning"
From the album: "Blood and chocolate"

It occurred to me that a history lesson when I was thirteen would have had four decades less of current affairs to learn about than kids today would have to learn.

Forty years less history.

And I began to wonder how much data we are actually supposed (or need) to remember?

We are daily bombarded with so much information by tv, t'internet, radio, books, newspapers, other people, work, magazines etc. etc. It must be impossible (if not unnecessary) to commit everything to permanent memory?

So, your name and address, obviously. Or is it? If you carry (or remember to carry) a driving licence, you've got your name and address on that. So you could forget who you are every day - thus freeing up some brain cells - and just look it up whenever you're asked your name. And when you get off the bus/train at night, show your licence to a total stranger and they'll point you in the direction of home. Just put it into Temporary Memory and empty the Recycle Bin when you get indoors.

Married or partnered? A photo in the same wallet - or purse - (or in your iPod?) plus a note to say the brunette in the picture is your spouse and you got married on the eleventeenth of Noctember 1998, means that's more data you can drop.

The possibilities are endless. Except if you forget where you put the wallet/purse.

Then you're fcuked...