by Lee Harrison
Thank you for getting here on time. Some people can't be punctual even if you paid them. I know you have your doubts about this and maybe I can help clear some of them up.
When the leak was revealed, everything changed. And I mean that literally--everything. Can you imagine what that meant? Memories are secrets, you know? All the good, all the not so good and all the plain embarrassing stuff shouldn't just be out there unless we want it to be. It's private or, at least, it was. I'm not so sure that word means anything anymore.
Now, I know Mrs. Ackerman, that nice little old lady from upstairs, cheated on her late husband for fifteen years and still thinks fondly of the guy she was sneaking around with, too. Mr. Ackerman, god rest him, died almost two years ago, but she kept around some of the memories of her secret lover long after her beloved had shuffled on. You see, changes your perception of people, doesn't it?
Or what about Rose Murphy, that girl who works in the coffee shop around the corner? She smiles sweetly and is always polite with her cute shyness, but did you know she got arrested when she was in college for drug running? Almost went to jail for it! But you wouldn't have guessed it. I'm not sure why she keeps that one around. Maybe as a deterrent?
And that's the whole thing about this leak. It's taken away the last little bit of privacy people had and put it all out there for everyone, or anyone, to see. Now someone with the right skills and equipment can do a quick search and scan through the memory uploads of anyone else to find out their secrets, quirks, or desires. Anything. It's partly why I would never opt in to something like that but others? Man, people love the interconnectivity of everything.
Baffle them with technology and they just throw money at you. We've seen it time and time again. Computers in the twentieth, internet technology companies in the first quarter of the twenty-first, and then this. The new human revolution that drove the people wild.
The ability to download and archive your own memories so you can never forget something isn't as weird as you'd think. The technology was there and once all the storage and connection issues were sorted we had the biggest rollout ever seen in the history of mankind. On the first day of access alone, twelve billion individual memories were stored in the MemVaults. Since then, I don't even want to think about the numbers. Maybe trillions?