IN memory tests devised by a Japanese professor chimps have beaten humans.
At least I think it was chimps.
Yes, definitely chimps it was, because I recall seeing the picture of a chimp pressing different colour shapes on a screen.
IN memory tests devised by a Japanese professor chimps have beaten humans.
At least I think it was chimps.
Yes, definitely chimps it was, because I recall seeing the picture of a chimp pressing different colour shapes on a screen.
And I remember thinking, oh it’s all right for you mate, sitting there all hairy, all you’ve got on your mind is where your next banana’s coming from, no wonder you can remember all those shapes and numbers and things.
You should try being a human, that’d learn yer.
You chimps haven’t even got to remember where you put your socks in the morning. Just wake up, scratch and that’s it, you’re ready for the day.
What will you do during the day that is so taxing to your brain? Well there’s sitting slouched in an old car tyre hanging from a tree, bit of public urinating to disgust visitors and think about sex.
Yeah, well, that last bit is how a lot of men spend the day but you are missing my point.
Broadly, speaking you are just monkeys, that’s all. Your lives are hardly so hectic you have to have a personal organiser to see you through the day.
But our lives are so busy, busy, busy we need constant reminders because we are likely to forget anything.
So just because you have a greater ability to retain an image of a complex scene than humans there’s no need to get all smug. What use is that in the jungle?
Whereas we humans have to remember all sorts of things, like where we put the CDs and who has been making donations to our political party.
We forget things as a matter of course, from where we put the car keys to birthdays to buying a lottery ticket to thingy.
I know someone who dropped his wife off in Crewe to start the Christmas shopping while he parked the car, immediately forgot about her, drove home and was taken aback when she staggered angrily through the front door laden with parcels eight hours later.
You see it’s pressure, pressure, pressure. Decisions, decisions. Sometimes I wonder why we bothered climbing down from the trees.
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