Memory Motel
Unfortunately in my 51 years many things that I have enjoyed over the years are gone. Many memories I have of life simply do not occur any more. It’s rather sad to come to the realization that so many things just simply do not exist or just don’t happen anymore.
For example:
I can’t remember the last time I was carded at the liquor store.
I don’t remember the last time I used a pay phone on the side of the street.
I can’t remember the last mailbox I saw on the corner.
I can’t remember the last 33 1/3 album I peeled the plastic off of and sat on my record player.
On the plus side I also can’t remember the last time I had to lick a stamp.
Fortunately I live in Las Vegas so I can remember the last time I fired up a cigarette in a bar (last night) though I suspect a great many of you have forgotten those days.
I threw out over 100 hundred cassette tapes this past weekend - I don’t remember the last one I bought.
I can’t remember the last time I used a phone book - and I’m not sure why I get 20 of them left on my doorstep every year.
I miss watching the Christmas parade in my hometown. Where did those go?
I can’t remember the last school I saw that wasn’t locked down as tight at the State Pen. Where do kids go to play these days? Do kids go out to play these days?
I barely remember a time when I didn’t know who was calling me before I picked up.
I can’t remember the last time the doughnut truck came up my street. What a heavenly scent.
I can’t remember the last time I saw an ice cream man driving something that didn’t disgust me.
I know they still make PF Flyers but I damn sure can’t remember the last pair I saw.
Creating this list is hard because remembering what you don’t remember is complicated. As things fade away it’s only natural that we tend to forget what they were and how much we might miss them. Some things that have gone away I certainly don’t miss (another list for another time) but other things I miss a great deal. Strolling down memory lane is always a mixed blessing.
And finally…one more lost memory - do any of you remember the last time you saw someone ignore sound security practices?
I do. It was five minutes ago.
While most everything changes or disappears or is replaced with something newer and better ignoring security doesn’t seem to one of these things. History is replete with people taking advantage of another’s poor security and I’m sad to report that it will stay like that long after you and I are gone.
I won’t go on yet another awareness rant but we all need to spread the gospel of sound OPSEC practices whenever we can. Like I hear all the time on ESPN: “You can’t stop him - you can only hope to contain him.”
Keep the Faith!
Revelator
Memory Motel - The Rolling Stones
This entry was posted on 19. July 2010 at 22:44 and is filed under Awareness, General OPSEC. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.
19. July 2010 at 23:40
Nice going, Revelator- this one really makes sense to us older folks, lol!
But isn’t that always the weakest link- the humans?