I spit my iced tea.
Or;
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Conceptual memory means exactly nada.
It’s either a memory or a concept and a concept is not a memory, it’s a made-up thing.
So if you remember being born, are you trying to tell us you would remember being aborted? Cause there is a lot of change between an embryo and a human ready to come out.
And because you are a stupid goddamn man, let me explain something - most abortions are done when there is nothing but blood. Just blood.
Suppose you pretended to take this person seriously, and believe that he holds the world record for “earliest memory”. Well, even his earliest memory comes from a point when it would never have been legal to abort him anyway.
So if anything, this is evidence against fetal sentience. In fact, it somewhat undermines the case against 304th-trimester abortions.
I’m so sick of this shit. Ignorant male bullshit around something they know nothing about.
Nothing.
He’s a pussy grabber wannabe.
Made worse, because they go out of their way to remain uninformed since they don’t want to be “corrupted” by all these woman issues and science stuff. Learning the truth about how babies are made and develop and the effects it has on a woman’s body are just too icky.
“In the womb there was a sensation of compression and advancement against one side and another,” Rounds said. “This urgent pressure to burst out.”
“I had this dream repeatedly through my youth,” he continued. “And one day I said, ‘You know, that’s kind of like being born.’ And the dreams stopped.”
Is this the weirdest interpretation of puberty on record?
Time to call the Twinkie mobile.
I have this conceptual memory of being able to fly and a conceptual memory of beating up a dinosaur and finding a box full of gold coins. Then there was the time I had a conceptual memory of Raquel Welch…
The conceptual memories I really hate though are the ones where I have to pee really bad and can’t find a working bathroom.
Hmmm … that “dream” sounds not like being in a womb but in a ball sack, being pushed from one side to the other along with the sensation of needing to rush out? Male ejaculate. Wet dreams. Dumb ass.
I know I’m going to come in for some criticism here, but when I was a young kid, I had some very strange dreams that felt like memories. I eventually came to believe they were based on some of the physical sensations of being in the womb. It’s also possible they’re actual memories of a time post-birth when I was half-asleep for a prolonged period. I don’t claim to have any conscious memory pre-birth, but that was my best explanation for many years.
As an adult, I learned that science says it’s not possible, which was surprising, but I trust scientists more than half-remembered dreams from when I was so young my brain was still forming.
I still believe that there is some connection, but I can’t back it up or explain it, and I would never base any decision on my one dubious anecdote. But there it is.
And I’m still 100% in favor of free abortions as convenient as medicine can make them. I can think of few things worse than being raised by someone who didn’t want me but was compelled to by busybody prudes that nobody had the good sense to ignore.
Put me down for 50% “more things in this world than are dreamt of…”, 50% “this guy is a misogynist crackpot,” and 100% “fuck the GOP.”
“I had this dream repeatedly through my youth.”
YIKES! You have to wonder what kind of youth this guy had that he was repeatedly dreaming about this. It sure says a lot about him.
In the real world, we call those “fake memories”.
I’m agnostic here, really as I can’t prove one way or another – and this isn’t the first time I’ve heard similar stories. When you were able to put some sort of label on the dreams, did they then stop (like this guy is saying)? And a big difference between him and you is you’re not being a misogynistic prick trying to use your memories to keep women chattel.
The Meth has done its work, it is TN after all the state drug of choice.
Now, his preacher told him he should not be around any women but his wife. How the hell he every married is something only his conceptual memory knows.