So. ChrisC and I both recognise that modern relationships are fraught with potential difficulties. A whole gamut of things can go wrong (at least if you read supermarket magazines): arguing, infidelity, financial wrangles, or just drifting apart. Or one person being stolen away by aliens and replaced with an indistinguishable replica.
OK, maybe not aliens. Maybe some supernatural force. Or plain old technology (you've seen Face/Off, right?)
Accordingly, any sensible couple has sorted out A Question. You know, the one to which only the other person will know the answer. Just in case you're fearing that you're dealing with an evil doppelganger, a creature from beyond Alpha Centauri wearing a body suit, or your arch-enemy with a really, really good mask.
Of course, the main worry is that you won't be fearing it. The doppelganger/Alpha Centauran/arch-enemy is sitting next to you tucking in to his (or her) cornflakes of a morning, and you're carrying on, blissfully oblivious, without a care in the world.
It is, therefore, clearly sensible to spring this question at random intervals. Just to be on the safe side, you understand.
On some spurious pretext, I announced my intention yesterday evening of verifying ChrisC's identity when disaster struck: I realised I'd actually forgotten The Question. ChrisC cautiously moved his chair a few inches away from me and announced his intention of checking my identity forthwith.
Second disaster of the evening: once he'd asked, I recognised The Question. But I'd totally forgotten The Answer. It's a good question, by the way. One to which (I'd hazard) it's nigh-impossible to guess the answer if you don't know it.
As I discovered, when my highly-plausible answer was denied. ChrisC shifted his chair further away, and looked a bit concerned.
Fortunately, he's quite a nice chap and rather than staking me through the heart or attempting to tear my face off, he took me out for a curry. On reflection, maybe I should have ordered a known favourite rather than branching out and choosing something I'd never eaten before (vegetable dhansak, since you ask). He even told me The Answer (surely a grave mistake in the circumstances, suggesting he doesn't mind life with a golem so long as it continues to provide cake at approximately the same rate).
Anyway, I seem to have got away with it. But I'm facing a very real problem: it seems, to me, highly likely that I've been stolen and replaced with a near-indistinguishable alien replica. I'm pretty sure this happened to
elethiomel a few years ago, too.
Does anyone have any advice?
OK, maybe not aliens. Maybe some supernatural force. Or plain old technology (you've seen Face/Off, right?)
Accordingly, any sensible couple has sorted out A Question. You know, the one to which only the other person will know the answer. Just in case you're fearing that you're dealing with an evil doppelganger, a creature from beyond Alpha Centauri wearing a body suit, or your arch-enemy with a really, really good mask.
Of course, the main worry is that you won't be fearing it. The doppelganger/Alpha Centauran/arch-enemy is sitting next to you tucking in to his (or her) cornflakes of a morning, and you're carrying on, blissfully oblivious, without a care in the world.
It is, therefore, clearly sensible to spring this question at random intervals. Just to be on the safe side, you understand.
On some spurious pretext, I announced my intention yesterday evening of verifying ChrisC's identity when disaster struck: I realised I'd actually forgotten The Question. ChrisC cautiously moved his chair a few inches away from me and announced his intention of checking my identity forthwith.
Second disaster of the evening: once he'd asked, I recognised The Question. But I'd totally forgotten The Answer. It's a good question, by the way. One to which (I'd hazard) it's nigh-impossible to guess the answer if you don't know it.
As I discovered, when my highly-plausible answer was denied. ChrisC shifted his chair further away, and looked a bit concerned.
Fortunately, he's quite a nice chap and rather than staking me through the heart or attempting to tear my face off, he took me out for a curry. On reflection, maybe I should have ordered a known favourite rather than branching out and choosing something I'd never eaten before (vegetable dhansak, since you ask). He even told me The Answer (surely a grave mistake in the circumstances, suggesting he doesn't mind life with a golem so long as it continues to provide cake at approximately the same rate).
Anyway, I seem to have got away with it. But I'm facing a very real problem: it seems, to me, highly likely that I've been stolen and replaced with a near-indistinguishable alien replica. I'm pretty sure this happened to
Does anyone have any advice?
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Date: 2010-10-07 09:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-07 09:43 am (UTC)no subject
I've made a little origami model of the curry you ate, which you'll find on your doorstep when you return from work. Erm... or something like that.
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Date: 2010-10-07 09:51 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-10-07 09:51 am (UTC)Also, that's "Where is my mind" by the Pixies. :-)
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Date: 2010-10-07 09:52 am (UTC)You can have a kudo anyway, though.
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Date: 2010-10-07 09:52 am (UTC)Re: Does anyone have any advice?
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Date: 2010-10-07 10:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-07 10:10 am (UTC)But I've just made a cup of tea!
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Date: 2010-10-07 10:16 am (UTC)P.s. Pixies cloned you....or thats what the heading would imply !
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Date: 2010-10-07 10:21 am (UTC)themus.no subject
Date: 2010-10-07 10:24 am (UTC)I have no greenhouse, so am unable to answer the question meaningfully.
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Date: 2010-10-07 10:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-07 10:47 am (UTC)If you can't tell and the replacement is plotting your destruction, it certainly does matter!
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Date: 2010-10-07 10:44 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-10-07 10:52 am (UTC)Sounds like it's nigh-impossible to guess the answer even if you do know it. In which case, maybe it's a bit too good a question…
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Date: 2010-10-07 10:52 am (UTC)A really prepared individual will have made arrangements for verifying their own identity to themselves, otherwise how would you be able to prove to your past self that you really were a time-travelling future self and not just an older person with some shiny gadgets and weird ideas? I know I have. If you haven't made physical preparations that way, not to worry - in this situation simply trying to verify your older memories with physical proof would help.
Wouldn't prove that you really are
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Date: 2010-10-07 11:03 am (UTC)There has been a distinct lack of talking about rapper dancing recently!
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Date: 2010-10-07 11:08 am (UTC)Going to be dancing in Brighton at the weekend, though, so will attempt a plausible write-up when I return :)
(I was away with a rapper team last weekend, but all we did was eat lots, drink lots, and practice in a high-ceilinged barn where a moosehead was wearing lipstick. Barely worth mentioning.)
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Date: 2010-10-07 11:14 am (UTC)Well , you could read Permutation City by Greg Egan which covers a similar existential angst problem.
There, that's my suggestion. May I have my kudo, please?
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Date: 2010-10-07 11:46 am (UTC)However, since you're attempting to look after my mental wellbeing by suggesting useful background reading, I shall gratefully award you a small kudo.
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Date: 2010-10-07 11:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-07 11:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-07 11:54 am (UTC)Also, if you're having curry hereby COMMAND YOU to explore Zayka on the South Ealing Road (on the big bend by the church) which is the best delivery and most superb restaurant ever. Asim says its better than his mum, contentious, but true.
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Date: 2010-10-07 09:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-07 09:04 pm (UTC)Unless of course you're vegetation, in which case you are a weird alien doppelganger and there's no hope for you.
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Date: 2010-10-07 09:56 pm (UTC)As it was we had one lamb curry and one vegetable curry between us and shared them. So only half weird :)
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Date: 2010-10-07 09:22 pm (UTC)I reckon Chris telling you the question has totally compromised the security btw, even without the answer.
The secret masters could just get their replicant Chris to ask the real, abducted Venta the question. Which she'll answer.
Then this replicant you can say you've remembered and put him at ease...
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Date: 2010-10-07 10:01 pm (UTC)Really, I think what we can deduce from this is that ChrisC's behaviour, in the face of danger, is appallingly risky.
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Date: 2010-10-07 09:23 pm (UTC)