So over the past six months, I've become increasingly dependent upon my Palm-pilot-like device. My failures at organization have been chronic, so this allows me to keep everything in one place (more or less), and even allows me to back it all up, so if I lose it or break it, I can recover. Sure, it's got its problems, but it's a step in the right direction.
The other day, while trying to teach myself to write programs that will run on these devices, I nearly managed to destroy not only all my data, but my backup as well. It's surprising how an event like that improves the circulation -- all my blood rushed up into my head, then plummeted to my feet. In any case, I restored from the other backup, and all was once again copacetic.
In the future, of course, we'll be able to synch such digital assistants directly with our brains' temporal lobes, and store memories directly. Advanced versions will be able to cache image data from the occipital lobe of the brain. The problem of forgetting will be gone forever.
A quantum leap in technology will allow us to remember beyond our experience. We'll have reconstructed memory of previous generations, or civilizations that have passed before our time, of species now extinct. Then someone will fixate on remembering the lost art of how to forget things, and we'll be right back where we started.
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