What does it take to become a legend?
Think about this for a moment. There are copies of the very first printed book still in existence. That’s hundreds of years. There’s even written moments long before the advent of the printing press by Gutenberg that are still in a form that scholars can study and handle.
Now think about the concept of the computer and the media that gets used to store the information we create. Now think about the fact that things keep moving forward and that it gets difficult to archive the information. If you don’t transfer information forward it will get lost. There’s also the issue of making sure it’s properly archived so that it has no errors in it. All of this has to be double checked and triple checked.
The real question is: will information created on a machine like the original Mac still going to be available in 500 years? Chances are if there is no Mac and power source, it’s not likely. That’s one of the biggest downfalls to the whole digital era. Add to it that the CD and DVD media aren’t as reliable when burned using a laser. They wear out. However pressed glass masters do seem to last – not the dye versions. Hard drives can crash… What becomes the best way to archive all the data that gets created and even then, is there the possibility of losing it all when time marches on.
It’s a good question. I think anyway.
Probably because I’ve already had to deal with archive issues. I’ve since learned from some of my mistakes. However, I’m having to see friends deal with some of those same mistakes and even when I give my advice, it can get ignored.
Which part of what I hear behind the song by Nelly Furtado. This song is more about relationships and a character that is working on being a legend to women. Sounds like the common character of a man. At least if you follow the word of women. Several females I’ve talked to lately seem to feel that it’s par for the course that men always what to only have sex and with anyone they choose. That could very well be true.
A co-writer on saturday mentioned to me that despite being married, that doesn’t turn of the desires of seeing an attractive person and thinking what it would be like to have sex with that person. The real test to the corporation of marriage is whether one of it’s two principles will act upon that urge. I can’t fault my gender. By the same token, women aren’t always the angels they paint themselves to be.
That’s the vibe I’m getting from the song. Everyone loves to think they’re the only one for the other person. But they themselves want to be with others.
Maybe that’s all part of the great stories that get told, and as long as future generations can read them, the legend can be born or added on to.