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Don’t forget the evil magic words

Posted August 20, 2015

Make lunch sticky noteI often consider how the me of the future will feel about what I’m choosing to do right now, but more on the scale of “morning alex will be really annoyed that night alex didn’t bother to make a lunch” than on the scale of “how will I feel about this decision I’m making in ten years?” It’s not that I don’t ever plan for the future so much as that in some ways I’ve never quite believed in the future. It’s fuzzy and unpredictable, and perhaps most importantly, it’s not happening right now. Sure, there are certain things I wish I’d done differently because it stands to reason I’d have gotten a different result, but there’s no guarantee it would have been any better.

I think seeing your future self would probably be a bit like the observer effect or the Heisenberg uncertainty principle, where it’s impossible to measure both the position and momentum of a particle because when you poke at one of them, you change or lose the ability to accurately measure the other. The net result for an observer is that you can never know what it would be like if you weren’t looking at it. Part of the lure of time travel is to know what happens down the road, but it’s never seemed likely to me that you could look at your future self without changing your current self enough to never become the self that you saw. Read more

3 Responses to “Don’t forget the evil magic words”

  1. Chris Szego
    August 27th, 2015 @ 10:19 pm

    ‘Listen up, you primitive screwheads. This is my broomstick!’

    Talk about immortal lines.

  2. Chris Szego
    August 27th, 2015 @ 10:19 pm

    Frickin’ autocorrect. That said boomstick when I typed it.

  3. Carol Borden
    August 27th, 2015 @ 11:34 pm

    I’m so excited that you quoted Army Of Darkness, Chris!

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