On Imagination and the Collective Memory ...
Come with me on this mental journey for a moment ...
Imagine a high speed foot chase is taking place on a busy city street. The runner, trying to escape his aggressor takes refuge in a mostly empty theatre. The foot chase has now become a tense game of hide'n'seek ... the pursuer, through the low theatre light, sees this target ducked down behind a stage prop, hoping to remain unseen. Looking towards the roof, he notices a sandbag - that functions as a stage curtain counter-weight - is directly overhead of his not-so-well hidden target. His eyes follow the complicated mess of ropes and pulleys until he spots the mooring and the knot that, once unravelled, will set the sandbag into free-fall, landing on the hidden subject, temporarily immobilising them to allow for capture, or perhaps just public humiliation.
Can you picture that? I am sure you've seen it 100 times over in movies and cartoons. I am sure that you can feel the weight of the bag on you and probably have…
Imagine a high speed foot chase is taking place on a busy city street. The runner, trying to escape his aggressor takes refuge in a mostly empty theatre. The foot chase has now become a tense game of hide'n'seek ... the pursuer, through the low theatre light, sees this target ducked down behind a stage prop, hoping to remain unseen. Looking towards the roof, he notices a sandbag - that functions as a stage curtain counter-weight - is directly overhead of his not-so-well hidden target. His eyes follow the complicated mess of ropes and pulleys until he spots the mooring and the knot that, once unravelled, will set the sandbag into free-fall, landing on the hidden subject, temporarily immobilising them to allow for capture, or perhaps just public humiliation.
Can you picture that? I am sure you've seen it 100 times over in movies and cartoons. I am sure that you can feel the weight of the bag on you and probably have…