The best invention ever!
New Scientist magazine recently ran an article on what has to be the best invention ever – it’s a drug that erases memories.
It appears that particularly traumatic events leave a strong memory signature that use of the new drug (whose name escapes me – but really if you want actual facts you’re in the wrong place), reduces. The drug is marketed at people suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) and the hope is that it will reduce the intensity of the memories and help heal people.
Well, excuse me but I think they are really missing the point here. The moment I heard about the drug I wanted it, no more than that, needed it. I don’t have PTSD but there are one or two little incidents I would give a great deal to forget. Pop a pill and FLASH, gone is my entire time at school, drop another and BOOM, that whole regrettable sexual thing that I don’t talk about much (except, you know, when I’m really pissed) is history.
The possibilities seemed endless. People I could forget, places that would vanish from my mind, experiences unwanted removed for ever. Then I thought - hang on, I’m going about this all wrong, I shouldn’t be taking the pill, I should be giving it to other people.
Boys – hard night on the piss? Spewed up on the curtains again? No worries – just pop a pill in the wife’s tea and, hey presto, she’ll forget all about it.
Girls – let slip the truth about size mattering? Screamed the wrong name during orgasm (again)? Don’t worry; a craftily slipped pill will sort things out.
This pill could be the saving of relationships as we know them. No more three day sulks, sleeping on the couch or buying expensive gifts. Just pass your partner a Micky Finn and get on with your day.
And the benefits are not limited to couples, the commercial potential is endless. Just think – you run a bungee-jumping school, you offer a special deal – A free beer for every first time jumper – you push them off the bridge, give them a spiked drink, and sell them another go once they’ve forgotten the experience. Pure brilliance.
I’m sure that there is a potential downside here somewhere but I’m damned if I can see it. So cheers all, and I’ll race you down the chemists.
It appears that particularly traumatic events leave a strong memory signature that use of the new drug (whose name escapes me – but really if you want actual facts you’re in the wrong place), reduces. The drug is marketed at people suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) and the hope is that it will reduce the intensity of the memories and help heal people.
Well, excuse me but I think they are really missing the point here. The moment I heard about the drug I wanted it, no more than that, needed it. I don’t have PTSD but there are one or two little incidents I would give a great deal to forget. Pop a pill and FLASH, gone is my entire time at school, drop another and BOOM, that whole regrettable sexual thing that I don’t talk about much (except, you know, when I’m really pissed) is history.
The possibilities seemed endless. People I could forget, places that would vanish from my mind, experiences unwanted removed for ever. Then I thought - hang on, I’m going about this all wrong, I shouldn’t be taking the pill, I should be giving it to other people.
Boys – hard night on the piss? Spewed up on the curtains again? No worries – just pop a pill in the wife’s tea and, hey presto, she’ll forget all about it.
Girls – let slip the truth about size mattering? Screamed the wrong name during orgasm (again)? Don’t worry; a craftily slipped pill will sort things out.
This pill could be the saving of relationships as we know them. No more three day sulks, sleeping on the couch or buying expensive gifts. Just pass your partner a Micky Finn and get on with your day.
And the benefits are not limited to couples, the commercial potential is endless. Just think – you run a bungee-jumping school, you offer a special deal – A free beer for every first time jumper – you push them off the bridge, give them a spiked drink, and sell them another go once they’ve forgotten the experience. Pure brilliance.
I’m sure that there is a potential downside here somewhere but I’m damned if I can see it. So cheers all, and I’ll race you down the chemists.
posted by Ebonski | 16:17
1 Comments:
That my friend, should go straight to the pool room!
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