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July, 2011:

I Blame Google

Are you finding it harder to remember things? I know that I’ve noticed myself searching harder for a word or name a little more often recently.

I thought it was just that I was getting older but I’ve found out that I can blame it all on Google. I thought Google was my friend, the keeper of all knowledge, but a study, led by psychologist Betsy Sparrow, an assistant professor from Columbia University, has found that while the internet gives us immediate and constant access to information, we’re becoming more dependent on it as our own personal memory.

Apparently we don’t feel we have to remember things any more because it’s all at our fingertips on our computers, smart phones, iPads or other devices.

Sparrow’s research reveals that we forget things we are confident we can find on the Internet. We are more likely to remember things we think are not available online. And we are better able to remember where to find something on the Internet than we are at remembering the information itself. This is believed to be the first research of its kind into the impact of search engines on human memory organization.

Sparrow’s paper in Science is titled, “Google Effects on Memory: Cognitive Consequences of Having Information at Our Fingertips.” With colleagues Jenny Liu of the University of Wisconsin-Madison and Daniel M. Wegner of Harvard University, Sparrow explains that the Internet has become a primary form of what psychologists call transactive memory—recollections that are external to us but that we know when and how to access. – Colombia Research

The idea of relying on an external ‘memory’ isn’t new. A lot of people can’t remember birthdays and anniversaries because they know that their spouse has taken care of all that information. When we believe that access to the information we require is readily available we tend not to commit the details to memory.

I wonder if you’ve noticed that yourself. Are you forgetting things a little more often? Have you perhaps discovered ways to keep your memory active? Who remembers birthdays at your place? I’d love to hear your thoughts.

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Before Gaga

I must admit that I’m not a big fan of Lady Gaga. I don’t see what all the fuss is about.

On the other hand, I’d certainly pay to see Stefani Germanotta in concert. The weird thing is, they’re the same person. The video above is Stefani Germanotta in 2005 before she created her Lady Gaga persona. She performs two of her own songs and her talent is obvious.

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Remembering Another Man

You’d be forgiven for thinking that Lieutenant Columbo died last month. He didn’t die because he never actually lived. He was a fictional character.

Sadly, the world did lose a great actor last month by the name of Peter Falk who was best known for playing the part of Lieutenant Columbo in the TV series Colombo. I remember watching Colombo many years ago and I always knew that no matter how hard they tried to avoid detection, Colombo would always get his man.

Most of the tributes to Peter Falk talked about his character, Colombo, and the line, “just one more thing”, because that’s mostly what we knew of the man. We didn’t actually know Peter Falk at all but we loved his work. If we did a bit of digging we’d find that he was a twice married man who loved chess. He acted in many television shows and an impressive list of movies, including his memorable role as a grand father in The Princess Bride. We could find out a lot about Peter Falk from his entry on Wikipedia or from his Memoir Just One More Thing, but we still wouldn’t really know the man. Last month when Peter Falk died we remembered some of the characters he had played but we weren’t really remembering him, we were remembering another man.

Who Knows Me?

Most of us will never know the fame that Peter Falk knew but I can see parallels with each one of us. People know our public persona, but do they really know us? People that hear me on the radio think that they know me but they only know part of me. Others, like those who read this blog, might get to know a little more of me but certainly not the whole man. As the circles get tighter and tighter, people know more and more about me. Aquaintances, work colleauges, friends, close friends, extended family, immediate family, each group knows me a little better but who really knows me completely?

Do we want to be known?

Sometimes we can fear people fully knowing us. We keep people at arms length because we’re afraid of what might happen if they knew the truth of who we really are. I’m reminded of one of David Bowie’s early songs, Janine, and one of its lines.

Janine, Janine, you’d like to know me well, But I’ve got things inside my head that even I can’t face.

Sometimes we don’t want to be known because we can’t even face the truth of who we are ourselves.

Life in 3D.

I get the sense that others who are looking at each one of us see us as if they’re watching a 3D movie without the 3D glasses. There are several, indistinct images that seem to float around, each one tells a little of our story but none give a really clear picture. The colours aren’t right, the lines seem blurred and everything’s flat. It’s not until someone is given the 3D glasses that all those faint outlines converge to give the true picture. It’s a picture that goes deeper than the flat, blurry images that they’ve seen before. Suddenly they’re allowed to see us as we truly are, with all our greatest attributes, but also, all our faults. That’s scary but it can also be liberating. We need to be careful about who gets to see us through those glasses but it’s a tragedy if we don’t allow anyone to truly know us.

Who really knows you?

So, are there people who know who you really are? Are you allowing people to see and know the inner man or woman that most of the world will never see? Do you give away too much too soon to too many people or do you hold back and just wish that someone, somewhere knew the real you?

Who are you when no one is looking?

I also wonder if we should try to ensure that the person we are in private is a lot more similar to the person we are in public. Of course we will always adapt to different situations and it is right and proper that we behave differently when the occasion calls for it, but if the difference between our private and public identities is due to a lack of integrity in our private lives, maybe now is the time to deal with the issues preventing us from being honest and open with those around us.

Are you ready to let people get to know the real you or will you only allow them to see the character you’re playing?

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News of the World

 

With Rupert Murdoch’s News of the World about to close down over the phone hacking scandal, I thought it’d only be right to go back in time to see The Jam’s News of the World video clip.

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Staying Right Here

I was reading a friend’s blog this morning about the trials, twists and turns of buying a home. They’ve finally signed up to buy a home and now just have the waiting ahead of them before they get to move in.

This particular blogger friend is in the US but I know that here in Perth the statistics suggest that we tend to move house more often than most.

Personally I’m more than happy where we are. We’ve been in our current house for a couple of years and we lived in the one before that for sixteen years. That’s a lot longer than many people stay in one place. I can’t see us getting the moving bug for many years.

How about you? How many houses have you lived in over the last twenty or so years? Do you get itchy feet if you live in the same place for any length of time? When do you think your next move will be?

With all the hassle of selling, buying, packing and moving I’m more than happy to be pleased for friends that are shifting house, but I’m so relieved that it’s not me.

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