Since our memories of the people would also fade what with their entire existence being erased, how do we know they don't?
My thoughts exactly.
Although it would be kind of cool to "see" it happen -- you're chatting with the mailman one minute, and boom! He's gone. But...would you remember you were talking to someone who had ceased to exist/never existed at all, or would you assume you stood outside talking to yourself on a regular basis?
The weird thing about that theory is it doesn't prevent you from going back in time and killing someone you don't know is alive in the present. So it's kind of a...useless theory.
Since our memories of the people would also fade what with their entire existence being erased, how do we know they don't?
There's a great story about that phenomenon, I wish I could remember who it was by. (Basically, we send a probe back in time to record all of history from the Big Bang to the present, assuming that because it's just recording, nothing will be changed. And as the probe travels through time, this theory is confirmed -- the panel watching the recording is comprised of giant purple octopus thingies communicating by clicking their tentacles together...just as they always had.)
Good god, I love the two of you as a couple. Can a person have a crush on a couple?
I hope so, because I have a huge, HUGE crush on Hec & JZ, and often sulk that Pete and I can't go hang out with them on the spur of the moment.
I also often sulk about the same thing in relation to most of the Buffistas, actually.
It was probably a mistake to consume a diuretic right before going into a movie.
Ooooh! Serenity preview!
You posted from the theatre?!? You ROCK, Scola.
The weird thing about that theory is it doesn't prevent you from going back in time and killing someone you don't know is alive in the present. So it's kind of a...useless theory.
So ... if you have an agency where you're provided with a list of people to go back and kill, some of whom are alive, some of whom aren't, and you aren't told which are which, you should be golden. I mean, you wouldn't
know.
Odd theory.
Watched The Closer. Kinda grumpy because I guessed the ending as soon as they said
one body, one set of prints, one missing person,
so the rest of it was all a waiting game, and a process of watching Kyra screw her face up so she doesn't look pretty.
Hey, at least there was no Botox.
(Oh, like people don't have huge huge couple-crushes on Jilli and Pete.)
I'm more in awe of them than crushing on them.
My co-workers think we need our own reality tv show.
I would sooo watch the Jilli and Pete show.