All in Conclusion of A Name

I was going through some of my old backup stuff today, when I stumbled on a quick essay a wrote back about 7 years ago, which was rather interesting, and I decided to post it here again without editing some of the old spelling/grammatical mistakes - just for memory's sake. Cheers!


All in Conclusion of A Name

Yes, I still imagine the days in which I would be called number 6,532,912,891. It was quite queer, everytime that I was called 6,532,912,891 since I've always assume that was another person. I mean, when other people want to call my call number, they always call it a few digits wrong. Maybe they get the last digit wrong. Maybe they get three errors by mixing up the last 3 digits of my call number. On the worst case however, is that they get the whole call number all wrong! Then, how am I going to ever know when they call me?

It wasn't logical at all, so a third person point of view had been added to help identify people with pronouns such as "you". Well, it worked well, but only to a certain extent. It boomed completely the last time I went in a room with at least twenty other souls. As people started getting excited with their new profound powers with their "third person" way of calling people, the room bursted into a constant chatter of multiple "you!". Miracles don't last forever, and the "you" started turing into "you the one there", "you the one before", "you the one with glasses", "you the one with funny hair", "not you!", and then the room was degraded into some unintellectal chatter of a few monkeys trying to act smart and the street brawl of a few people who felt insulted by the "Third person" way of calling people.

It wasn't until the invention of names that helped clear the distinction that layed between people. Thank golly that those horrid numbers, and "Third person" way of calling people are no longer the primary way of distinguishing one self from another.

However lately I'm falling in these little nightmarish dreams again that someday this whole world will be reverted back to the former self. A world where I am called by my student ID number, my social security number, my driver's license number, or my bank account number. Gosh... Society is degrading faster than I ever thought.