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** PASSWORD PROTECTION WARNING FROM KRU INTERACTIVE **
** KRU Interactive will NEVER ask for your password for **
** ANY reason. Do not give your password to ANYBODY even **
** if they say they work for KRU Interactive, or for Nexus.**
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I have never understood why people are so eager to be remembered for what they say. A warrior wants his victories remembered. A merchant wants his bargains remembered. A politician wants his promises remembered. And yet, curiously, most people seemed determined to forget the things that matter. They forget who stood beside them when nobody else would. They forget the price someone else paid for their success. They forget the promise they made when keeping it becomes inconvenient. I have made a modest study of forgetting. It is a fascinating subject. A man may forget the name of a stranger he met yesterday, yet remember an insult from twenty years ago. A merchant may forget an honest customer, yet remember a debtor who disappeared with three coins. A noble may forget the face of a servant who has worked in his household for years, yet recognize the one person who might threaten his position. Memory, it seems, is rarely a matter of importance. It is a matter of appetite. People remember what they desire, what they fear, and what they cannot afford to lose. This brings me to a question I have been unable to answer. <b>What does a person reveal when he believes nobody is paying <b>attention? I have my suspicions. I imagine the answer differs from one person to the next. Some become kinder. Some become careless. Some become entirely different creatures from the ones they present to the world. As for myself, I have no grand theory to offer. I am an ordinary fellow with an unfortunate face and an excellent memory for things that other people would prefer forgotten. You may call me Rotface. If we have met before, I hope I made a favorable impression. If we have not, I suggest you give it time. After all, first impressions are merely the stories strangers tell themselves before they know any better. And I have never trusted a story simply because it was the first one I heard. - Rotface, citizen of Buya | |