That too, Herb...we haven't even touched upon that one yet.

As a trombonist, I was often called upon to play Dixieland style music. I was part of a large touring band and after our gig, depending on where we were we'd often go play somewhere just for fun. When we did Dixie, which I had never previously done, there was no written music. Someone just started out with an idea and somehow, we all just followed along, taking our turns at solos as the spirit moved us. The weird thing for me was that I actually saw the music as I heard it. It was the strangest and at the same time most wonderful of experiences.

Nothing comes to mind in politics either...it would seem, they have no mind.

Hmm...I remember those out of body experiences...I liked them so much as a kid, I learned to create them so I could go to sleep...I imagined myself as very, very small and remember that feeling.
I wonder if you could train yourself to see...perhaps a picture at a time.

I do it by remembering physical parameters: Height, gender, weight, skin/hair color, and eyeglass prescription. For eyeglasses, I can guestimate if it's convex or concave and whether it's to large/small degree. If I go to a place where I only know five people, even if they look alike, they will be certainly different on one of these parameters, and it's easy to distinguish them. Even at networking events, there are only so many people I'm likely to see there. The problem comes with people out of context. Sometimes I see someone who is a perfect match for all parameters for someone I work with. In this case I nod to them and see if they react. If I'm with someone I'm close to, I'll say, "that person looks like John" and see if they confirm. In other cases people approach me, and my mind scrambles to go through the list of hundreds of people I know and their parameters. Usually they sense my confusion and tell me who they are.

My son does not have this, but I think my 5 y/o daughter does. We had a vet tech helping the cats in the kitchen while my wife was at work. My daughter asked what mom's doing. I said she's at the office. My daughter stared at the vet tech intently, looking confused. I realized the vet tech has the same physical parameters as my wife. She too apparently remembers people as I do with same part of our brain where we store a pad lock combination. My wife says this does give me an excuse to kiss other women who look similar to her

Tell me about it.

Names are my problem as well...sometimes it clicks and sometimes it doesn't...never thought of combining the image of their face with the name.

I thought it was interesting when the suggestion was made about visuals and morals.

Does explain his lack of Conscience, his lack of morals...he can't imagine consequences.