In the early days of high school my good behavior was motivated by the feeling that the people I admired were always watching me. It could’ve been that girl I liked, the star student or Larry Bird. I would try to impress them when I was by myself because I thought they were a fly on the wall. I never stopped imagining people were always watching me, I just stopped caring what they thought. I write this today because I want people to hear my thoughts and as of today there isn’t the technology available to automatically record and regurgitate my every thought. If there was, I’d be sure to submit my thoughts to the most interesting brain competition.
On a similar note, I’d also love to see the technology that allows me to read someone’s mind. Invisibility would also be cool but probably further down the road. I’m not even joking, this shit is coming, check the link (https://www.washingtonpost.com/outlook/2021/08/17/mind-reading-technology-regulation-neuroprosthetics/). I could’ve gotten laid so much more in college. Imagine being a fly on the wall at the girls brunch the Saturday after a college party. Girl that saw me sing karaoke would’ve been like: “OMG, do you remember that guy singing Macy Gray last night? That was so wild! Not gonna lie, the dude was turning me on. If he’d come up to me after his performance to introduce himself, I definitely would’ve banged him on the spot.” Or just being at the party and being able to tell that a girl thought I was attractive. Back then I thought about 75% of women were attractive so odds of a connection were high. Hell I’d typically make out with the 25% I found unattractive way more often than the girls I thought were hot.
Today I’d use the mind-reading tech to be better at my job, parenting, and woman husbandry. But you don’t want to hear about that boring shit so I’ll just move on with my day. Let’s get after it.
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