What my mother knows
In a near future: The process of genealogy will be a piece of cake. I kid you not. Our grand children will easily be able to find a huge amount of our personal data online. Twitter feeds, blog posts, comments on misc forums and blogs, Facebook photo-tags of drunk grandpa Christofer, full mooning some poor Asian family just passing by and so on. No more digging through old boxes in your oldests aunts basement.
Never before has the general public documented their thoughts and activity's/behaviours. We are publishing an enormous amount of private information. Accessible information that before only been granted celebs, kings, queens and other public persons that historians took interest of, or could afford a biographer. Post a picture online, and in most circumstances you've actually tattooed a part of yourself. Because that piece of information will stay there. In one way or another.
And I actually see it as a privilegie. Because, for better or worse, some of my data will surpass me. And I would really have enjoyed reading my grandfathers, grandfathers blog. I sometimes think of the data that I haven't generated, information from my own childhood, teenage, and the years before twitter. But most of all, I think of the people around me, like my mother, who will never document their life, in the extent we are doing now. And that make me sad.
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