What I if told you that three days ago my entire world came crashing down around me when I learned that the memories of my entire childhood have been a lie? Â That everything I thought I knew to be true about who I am, how I grew up, and the general world in which I live is a construct of some cruel joke of the universe? Â Well, get ready, because that’s precisely what I’m about to do.
It happened during the course of a completely innocent and focused conversation about work, when a side comment was made that my brain couldn’t properly compute, and so I assumed it must have just been a joke, a slip of the tongue, or that the person on the other end of the phone must not have realized what they said; that they got their facts wrong.  But when the comment was made a second time only a moment later and I paused to ask for further clarity, that’s when my jaw dropped and anything and everything else that might have required discussion for furthering my tasks at work took a back seat.  For the first time in my life, I would learn that, not only was he invisible(?!?!?) for much of his life, but his name is pronounced Snuffleupagus, and not Snuffleufagus.  What.  Just.  Happened?
Of course I took to Googling and fact checking this information immediately, and, sure enough, I have been saying it wrong for 40 years.   It’s embarrassing enough that I am only finding this out now, but that no one corrected me ever before seemed even worse.  That my friends, my family, everyone I’ve known with whom I’ve happened to hold a conversation in which Sesame Street was a topic, just let me go on like a fool!  Imagine finding out you’ve had spinach in your teeth for four decades and no one told you; that level of betrayal is hard to stomach, so the moment I got home, I sought out my wife, whom I trust implicitly, for some much needed consoling.
“Alison, can I ask you something? Â It’s serious.” Â I began.
She put down what she was focused on. Â “Of course, my striking husband, you can ask me anything” she replied in a solemn and concerned tone.
“You know on Sesame Street how there was a big wooly mammoth character that would come around sometimes? Â Well, what was his name?”
“Oh, you mean Snuffleufagus? Â What about him?”
My heart fluttered at her reply…maybe the internet got it wrong! Â Maybe I’m not alone!
“And was he invisible to everyone but Big Bird?” I continued.
“What are you talking about? Â He was part of the whole gang; he wasn’t invisible. Â Are you okay?”
I proceeded to explain to her how my day had been derailed and showed her various articles from the internet highlighting the conspiracy underfoot. Â Regardless of what we say on our web browser, however, in that moment I was vindicated. Â My wife, whom I love whole heartedly, immediately untied every knot that had coiled up in my belly and removed every stone from my shoulders since earlier that afternoon. Â Not only was she as shocked as I to learn the truth around the one seemingly innocent letter change, she also was unaware that Big Bird’s friend, for much of his life, was only visible to Big Bird! Â Now, I don’t want to get all Truman Show conspiracy theory here, but something here certainly seems awry…
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The Mandela Effect, for those not aware, is a social phenomenon in which large populations remember events and details from the past that never actually occurred, or perhaps occurred differently. Â It got it’s name after it was discovered that a segment of the population genuinely believed that Nelsen Mandela had died in prison some time during the 1980’s, when he in fact passed away in 2013. Â It’s a fascinating shared experience to dig into and there are likely more than a dozen memories that you and your closest friends will share that aren’t actually true.
Memories, like the one I have of the giant furry puppet, ingrained in me so vividly that simply aren’t true. Â There are many examples from my youth that seem to suffer this mass memory defect; you can look any of them up yourselves, though I encourage you first to ask yourselves and your family members these questions first:
- Is it The Berenstein Bears? Â Or The Berenstain Bears?
- Which eye does the Monopoly Man wear his monocle on?
- Is there a hyphen in the word Kit-Kat?
- Is it Febreeze or Febreze?
There are so many more of these in our pop culture that might blow your mind, from the famous misquoting of “Luke, Â I am your father” (spoiler alert for the original Star Wars trilogy, btw), or perhaps you vividly remember that famous part of the book when Curious George was swinging on a lamp post by by his tail? Â Nope. Â He doesn’t have a tail; he never did. Â What about coming home and watching the Flinstones at lunch? Â I did it every day, but I don’t remember it being spelled FlinTstones. Â Boom. Â Remember Shazaam, the movie starring Sinbad? That wild and whacky movie in which he played a genie from a lamp? So does half the population that grew up in the 80’s and 90’s. Â Well, it doesn’t exist.
It’s amazing how the course of one’s life can change through very unassuming conversation. Â I started my week believing the world to exist through one lens, and I am closing it out with a different understanding. Â It is admittedly not something that’s going to impact how I live my life, that part may have been a bit extreme; but it’s no less shocking to me.
Now, it’s probably best that I close this out here to let you digest everything that has just shifted in your life, Â but before you go, perhaps bring this with you: Â perhaps it doesn’t really matter how you remember something, just that you do remember the moments that mean most to you, however they take shape. Â They are your memories and bring a joy to you that no one else, including the internet, can take away. Â Whether it’s Looney Tunes, or Looney Toons, just like the first three words of this post, those tiny, mixed-up details don’t really change the overall narrative of what will follow. Â So, enjoy a day full of fond recollections and nostalgia, Â share a story or two from your past with a friend, or pop open an old photo album. Â For who knows? You may just gain a whole new perspective.
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