World Business

Having noted the ephemeral digital era we are living, and perhaps fortunately or unfortunately not completed before we are gone, just think the legacy we leave, it may not be understood by all.

This thought comes to me in memory of the blackout suffered by a beautiful and decadent city. That looked like one day he wanted to go light. But soon they settled some cases (each as ugly) around us, who devoted themselves to burn a liquid spray that transforms a reciprocating motion in a welter of forces that are pushing each other channeled into long cylindrical bundles that led to its destination and thus prevented him from outside.

Victory! ephemeral, but a victory, though the noise and smoke of these cases, transformed for a few days the habits of the place.

After checking how difficult it was to keep that welter of forces that are constantly pushing at a reception, it became very difficult to transform the zeros and ones in legible signs in a bright and more than once that tiny thread broke encapsulated in a glass tube, which eventually made me give up trying, awakening memories of the double light given off by a lit candle next to the mirror.

Sad and glorious light the candle, which served me no matter how bright it was if he wanted to read or find the writings of those thoughts in the digital age. These were stuffed into small boxes and flat feet that kept quiet out any signal, but it came before what has come to call electricity.

These boxes, usually black and flat, his stillness is given by the embedding of his legs in small furrows, a treasure preserved, retained more of a thought. But it was the candlelight to see its content, but the tumult of forces transmitted through those wrappers lanky, flexible and cylindrical also made possible the screen illumination and transformation of a series of zeros and ones, a set of graphs to facilitate their comprehension and reading …

I still remember the first digital message to be made through the electricity, being the duration of a sound and its first property in the beginning to zeros were called point and a line, these sets of dots and dashes were transformed into letters and these words and so to read the digital message was understandable that he could read, but still had to spend some time for those digital messages (the sound of the dual step) could be stored in these boxes which retain the digital memory.

Now that we have almost all the knowledge stored in the form of zeros and ones, our dependence is such (even to communicate) that if the light is going, there will be no way of understanding or, as we will shut our messages, knowledge, calculations, regulations, ultimately many of our secrets and we expect the odd fleeting return to the digital age to know not only what we saved, but so far we’ve come.

After reviewing the cycles of our short history, I think that one day may be given the repetition of the trauma that tell us about what happened in the kingdom of Babel. The nuances may be different but the results are the same, because one day you could give that light outside and we met with the circumstance of not having those boxes around us to transform a sawing motion in a welter of forces to push each other … There is no point digital memory and then maybe then, we had to start again