I don't have a great memory demo. Most of my childhood and adolescence are gone to the wind.
What I do remember I remember especially from physical objects. When I walk through my basement there are (all numbers estimates) 3000 comic books, 500 books, 100 records, 1000 dvds and a few hundred games.
Yes. That is a lot of stuff. But it's OK. I live in a cheap part of Canada where housing is not especially expensive and no, I don't plan on moving soon.
When I see my stuff I remember who gave it to me. I remember where I was at the time. I remember the christmas or birthday or sale or random event that brought me there. I remember that maybe someone lent it to me ages ago. I remember that I never finished that game or only got half way through that book. For me physicality is memory. So a physical object is a tremendously powerful thing for me. For example I remember when I bought Ground Zeroes in store I had a lame interaction with the employee working there. Not relevant to the enjoyment of the game. But relevant to a man struggling to hold on to his memories. I will give you an example.
Recently walking through a used game store I saw a copy of EXTERMINATION, this B PS2 game. Just upon seeing the back of the box a flood of memories came to back to me. I had rented the game from a Rogers Video with a friend. We had played and beaten the game in a weekend. There was some addicting about it's schlocky Thing horror setup. So I bought this game on the spot. Not to play it again one day (maybe) but moreso to store the memories on my shelf. When I scroll through a digital library that just doesn't happen to me.
When I am dead and gone, my family and friends can see the things that mattered to me and do what they want with them. If I live to have children I can pass on some games to them maybe. This is a stupid thing to very many people but maybe one day I will give my son or daughter the collected hard copies of Metal Gear Solid or Final Fantasy. Not so they can play them. But so they have something of my past in the same way I have something of my father's (books, pictures, drawings, trinkets). Some people sell every last thing their parents had. They don't care, and that's cool. My family history however is all but wiped from the face of the earth and we've all spent years trying to trace back connections and understand what we were like in the past. My obsession with physicality is partially from that mentality I think. I feel I need to record my existence in stone some how.
I'm not saying that, categorically, humans can derive more memory from the physical than the digital, but that is absolutely how it works for me. The music I bought with my Apple gift card versus the records I have in my basement? There is no competition what means more to me.
The games I have physically on my shelf or the freebies I got from PS+ ? Well, you know the answer for me. Sure, I am assigning more meaning to the physical. But in doing so I create a stronger memory link for myself, and that is something that matters a lot to me. Far more than ownership, though, sure, that's a nice thing too.
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