Patterns Were My Profession
It is precisely the opposite.
We have never lived in an age that remembers more.
Every photograph carries its hidden timestamp.
Every document edit leaves its trace.
Every search is logged, every email copied to a server, every login recorded against an address.
The very tools Michael used to build his false version of me, the digital documents and the photographs and the online searches, were each of them keeping a meticulous, incorruptible record of what he was actually doing, a record far more honest than he was.
He thought he was working in a medium that forgets.