Mad Med's Meditations When She and Alice Weren't on Speaking Terms
Like genes they mix. Like genes they need a host. A host to lodge in and to procreate. Genetic engineering. What corresponds? Can't put an animal meme into a different animal, or can you? Perhaps that's what we do when we domesticate animals? One way traffic? So far. Or misleading. So genes and memes have a common interest. Genocide kills the carriers of genes and culture. Extinct species and dead languages. Vast gene pools in danger of extermination. Keep them in a lab. till needed? Probably much better for a gene or a meme to find a live host. Not in books or in computers, but in brains. Does the brain have far more RAM than a computer? All that jumble instantly available? Colossal! Hindu society particularly has used live brains for ages and ages to store: - Memorised epics, The gossip network, and Who was whose ancestor.
"Everyone's weak point their strong point. Heigh ho. Perhaps this leads to the Eightfold Path of Moderation," said The Black Piglet under the palm tree, the bodhi tree, in the arms of her Death. Why not. Who knows?
The Stuffit Expander needed for reading poetry. Not for prose. A difference in density, the only real difference. For example: Sometimes the memes lay thinly on the ground/ And Alice ran around and around.
"And there's you and me my sweet duality." From Sybil: The glide of her tongue, Gillian Hanscombe.
"God has no pride." From Temporary Shelter, M. Travis Lane.
"Poor Child creeps through centuries of bone..." From The Boatman, Jay Macpherson.
"Anything worth doing is worth doing badly." Christine Donald in conversation.
Solitude frowns, and shuffles through the scraps she's been looking at. She needs an interruption. Reader approaches.