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(Yahoo)   Study: It's easy to plant false memories   (story.news.yahoo.com) divider line 66
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2003-02-17 02:50:45 AM  
No, you didn't read this article before. You just think you did.
 
2003-02-17 04:47:18 AM  
Yes master.
 
2003-02-17 04:48:30 AM  
Ironic article, given the title.
 
2003-02-17 04:49:20 AM  
Just take the blue pill.
 
2003-02-17 04:49:21 AM  
Interesting fact: it's easy to plant an article so many times on Total Fark that it gets repeated on regular Fark.
 
2003-02-17 04:49:34 AM  
Holy repeating articles Batman!
 
2003-02-17 04:52:01 AM  
I have not read this before *Walks like a zombie into the nearest wall*
 
2003-02-17 04:52:32 AM  
Admins do this to punish us you know.

Repeats are cruel!
 
2003-02-17 04:52:35 AM  
I have the strangest recollection that I've seen this before. But how can I be sure? How!?
 
2003-02-17 04:53:22 AM  
Report to room 101.
 
2003-02-17 04:53:25 AM  
I guess none of the admins need to worry about this. Their memories are apparently very short.
 
2003-02-17 04:54:17 AM  
Suddenly I question if I am still a virgin. What a cruel joke could she be trying to play on me. Is my sex life a lie?
 
2003-02-17 04:54:33 AM  
Don't all of you remember that muggy day you promised to a put a crisp, crackling twenty into my hand?
 
2003-02-17 04:57:41 AM  
Atwight, I gave it to you the other day, left it on the table. You must have forgotten.
 
2003-02-17 04:58:19 AM  
My life is a lie.
 
2003-02-17 04:59:21 AM  
The matrix is real
 
2003-02-17 05:04:11 AM  
I saw this on Scientific American Frontiers a couple years back. Ahhh... PBS... How I love thee. I feel so smart.
 
2003-02-17 05:07:06 AM  
No it wasn't Battlecry.
 
2003-02-17 05:08:01 AM  
Cerejaninja

You have a very cool website. Keep the faith!

~ Pinky ~
 
2003-02-17 05:12:09 AM  
What I meant to say was, "no you didn't"

fark it.
 
2003-02-17 05:12:40 AM  
StinkyPinky: Thanks :)
 
2003-02-17 05:13:12 AM  
The sad thing is that the Boobies of this article is only 17 lines down from this one.

Of course, TBO.com seemed to be having bandwidth problems when it was Boobiesed, so maybe some people actually haven't seen this yet.
 
2003-02-17 05:15:03 AM  
Nothing is real.

Especially the cops pounding on my door.
 
2003-02-17 05:16:33 AM  
Total Recall sucked. ;)
 
2003-02-17 05:20:43 AM  
BadBatsuMaru there are boobies to this article?
 
2003-02-17 05:21:05 AM  
I remember I was driving my 69 Shelby through the Rockies, two hot chicks crammed onto the front bucket seat. We came to a sign that said "Stop - 3Way"
I said: "That's an encouraging sign girls."
Two hour's later we pulled back onto the highway. Then there was this intense light and we all got tractor beamed aboard this space ship. George Bush was there snorting lines off a Raelian Demi-god's tummy.
Past-life therapy has taught me that I was once an inter-planetary ambassador, you know, in a previous existence. I think I kinda blew it aboard that space ship that night because, although G.W. thought I was a Columbian dealer, the assorted inter-planetary dignitaries wondered if I still had my legendary Pong-playing abilities. Apparently I didn't.

Anyway, sometime later I woke up in a trailer with one of the blondes. We were married and she was pregnant. I wish I'd listened to Admiral Ackbar. Therapy has taught me that the baby isn't mine. I still love it like my own son even though it's a hermaphrodite.

Anyway, I still have many important memories to uncover. I'm not at all corrupted by the fact that I was so many incredibly important people in my past lives - this knowledge has unchanged me. Maybe the fact that I now remember so many buggerings and abuses in this life has humbled me. Thankfully, my shrink also provides my legal counsel and she is carefully helping me craft my revenge. Bad enough that these abuses were so bad they disappeared into my subconscious, repressed for fear of the damage they would cause - but to do these unspeakable things to one who was previously so venerated? Anyway, I am not in a "safe place" so I will speak no more of these things for fear of what other "memories" may come. Oh, the agony that is "my reality" - it consumes me!
 
2003-02-17 05:23:41 AM  
No, you didn't read this article before. You just think you did.

end of thread. classic DrToast.
 
2003-02-17 05:25:20 AM  
damn the false memories!.. thats it im calling Mulder in the FBI mabey the X-files can help..what?..that was not real ither?..can't..get..air..sentence choopy..nothing real..can't hold on. oooooo hot dog. ummmm hot dog..happy place happy place..
 
2003-02-17 05:26:31 AM  
A Test of the Soul

This heart beats in labour as it strains still to pulse
Against a vice-like talon's grip of slow crushing force...
Such power it had braved many times, mayhap worse
But this one was different.. borne by unspeakable curse...
And the eye, moist with good cause... Spies the distance, hopes to see...
A future of goodness, and warm love.. Healthy seed...

The throat choked with anger, and love, and remorse
Opened allowing fresh breath to the words in due course...
Each inhale and exhale, silent gasps... no relief
From the knot in the throat raised by foul.. powerful grief...
And the eye, moist with good cause... Spies the distance, hopes to see...
A future of goodness and warm love... Healthy seed...

The intellect struggles with all... no relief...
How a god of the realms is brought down from beneath..
But even those most revered meet the face of themselves
In the hall of mirrors, hall of reckoning.. hall of near-death...
And the eye, moist with good cause... Spies the distance, hopes to see...
A future of goodness, hope and warm love... Healthy seed...

And the mind grapples with the contradictions in life...
How can life be so sweet and the facts full of strife...
But Virtue we both know in truth never tires...
And my love unconditional stands no matter how dire..

And the eye, moist with good cause... Spies the distance, hopes to see...
A future of goodness, hope and warm love... Healthy seed...
Have I been so bad.. to face this challenge alone..
Am I so deserving.. well I suppose so...

But maybe I am not alone at all...

A Test of the Soul

This heart beats in labour as it strains still to pulse
Against a vice-like talon's grip of slow crushing force...
Such power it had braved many times, mayhap worse
But this one was different.. borne by unspeakable curse...
And the eye, moist with good cause... Spies the distance, hopes to see...
A future of goodness, and warm love.. Healthy seed...

The throat choked with anger, and love, and remorse
Opened allowing fresh breath to the words in due course...
Each inhale and exhale, silent gasps... no relief
From the knot in the throat raised by foul.. powerful grief...
And the eye, moist with good cause... Spies the distance, hopes to see...
A future of goodness and warm love... Healthy seed...

The intellect struggles with all... no relief...
How a god of the realms is brought down from beneath..
But even those most revered meet the face of themselves
In the hall of mirrors, hall of reckoning.. hall of near-death...
And the eye, moist with good cause... Spies the distance, hopes to see...
A future of goodness, hope and warm love... Healthy seed...

And the mind grapples with the contradictions in life...
How can life be so sweet and the facts full of strife...
But Virtue we both know in truth never tires...
And my love unconditional stands no matter how dire..

And the eye, moist with good cause... Spies the distance, hopes to see...
A future of goodness, hope and warm love... Healthy seed...
Have I been so bad.. to face this challenge alone..
Am I so deserving.. well I suppose so...

But maybe I am not alone at all...
 
2003-02-17 05:27:44 AM  
The admins should have pulled the other false memory thread. Just to fark with our heads.
 
2003-02-17 05:29:51 AM  
fark you stinkypinky....
Why not link to your ramblings instead of taking up 1600x1200 of screen real estate.
 
2003-02-17 05:32:18 AM  
"We have always been at war with Oceania"

~ Pinky ~
 
2003-02-17 05:34:30 AM  
Macker:

Sorry. Didn't want to fark my favorite server with a link.

And sorry to double post.. sorry... sorry...


~ Pinky ~
 
2003-02-17 05:41:39 AM  
It's also easy to implant false mammaries.
 
2003-02-17 05:48:45 AM  
Remember that $20 you owe me?
 
2003-02-17 05:52:02 AM  
A Winter Too Long...

Many a fortnight have I travelled
To sit upon this rocky precipice...
I kick the ice from my boots
Watch it cascade over the edge...
The sound echoing through the canyon below
Sparkling moonlight into the abyss.

And the sparrow-hawk circles hungrily overhead...
I sit by dying embers
My thoughts drift out to thee...
Loving eyes gaze into my soul
Arms reach out my heart to hold...
Tender lips trace this weather-worn cheek
Taking away the tears.

And the sparrow-hawk circles hungrily overhead...
Why this call to traverse
So harsh a land.. so far from home...
I know not why I travail here
But forge ahead I must...
And keep in my heart a hope to be
Realized in the newborne spring.

And the sparrow-hawk cries out hungrily overhead...
As I pull my bedroll tightly
To guard against the chill...
Thy warm embrace is with me
'Tis but a longing, no more...
In truth my arms are empty... and the morn'
Shall be Herald' only by the Frost.

And the sparrow-hawk returns hungry to it's nest....
 
2003-02-17 05:56:04 AM  
Your Jedi mindtricks will not work on me!
 
2003-02-17 06:02:17 AM  
Pete and Re-Pete were in a boat, Pete got out, who was left?
 
2003-02-17 06:11:00 AM  
I remember Bugs Bunny hugging me at Disneyland when I was young. It was a bad touch.
 
2003-02-17 06:14:28 AM  
I know for a FACT that this article was posted before because I stroked it's long, velvety ears.
 
2003-02-17 06:16:07 AM  
Wow!
All this for a repeat thread?
Was it a slow post night here?
 
2003-02-17 06:20:07 AM  
As Dubya said to me just the other day: 'The trouble with the French is they have no word for deja vu'.

BTW, why can't I get the acute 'e' to work. Is this part of an anti-French plot?
 
2003-02-17 06:27:56 AM  
Press Ctrl/Alt and e
 
2003-02-17 07:18:09 AM  
Behave yourself Jay-Tea, you wily Hibernian trickster. You know very well I'm talking about titties; N-titties.
 
2003-02-17 07:36:12 AM  
Jay-Tea

Where's my packet of Tayto cheese and onion crisps?!?
 
2003-02-17 07:44:33 AM  
Happens to me all the time. I think.
 
2003-02-17 07:47:19 AM  
I've never been to Disneyland/world/hell, but I don't think Bugs Bunny has ever been there.
 
2003-02-17 07:48:52 AM  
This is finally getting some mainstream coverage. All "suppressed memory" is in fact, fantasy.
 
2003-02-17 07:49:00 AM  
When reading past the first paragraph I realize now that I am an asshat.
 
2003-02-17 07:50:02 AM  
I remember that night with Deborah Harry like it was yesterday.
 
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