tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544913458028415917.post6381774639015810985..comments2024-02-24T03:14:25.170-05:00Comments on A Half Baked Life: Memory, the Right to be Forgotten, and Turkish Lentil SoupJustine Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14190295175501659469noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544913458028415917.post-20520025075512829422014-05-23T14:00:19.423-04:002014-05-23T14:00:19.423-04:00Also, that lentil soup looks amazing. I love lenti...Also, that lentil soup looks amazing. I love lentils. I can't wait to try it. Esperanzahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12375150088333673843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544913458028415917.post-32387801753488284792014-05-23T13:58:07.598-04:002014-05-23T13:58:07.598-04:00Oh, this is so interesting. I just wrote a post ab...Oh, this is so interesting. I just wrote a post about memory, and now you are too! Love the synchronicity. <br /><br />I think this is a really interesting ruling and I think they'll find it impossible to determine what is relevant and what isn't. Surely google isn't going to employ people to determine what is irrelevant and pull links. I suppose it's only going to happen when someone requests it. But even in those situations I'm not sure how I feel about it. On the one hand, I don't think it's necessary for everything we've ever done to not only exist, but be searchable on the internet. No other generation has had to deal with that kind of permanency before. And yet, the ability to erase links to the past might make people feel as though they can pretend that past didn't happen. <br /><br />I made some stupid choices in college and I hated to be reminded of those choices later in life. I stopped hanging out with some people because they were always bringing up the dumb things I did. I knew it was their right, because they were there too and it was their memory as well, but I hated it so, so much. I just couldn't stand to relive it, to be reminded of my mistakes. Now I'm more able to sit with it, to be thankful that I outgrew that phase, and know that I'd never make those kinds of decisions now. It doesn't hurt so bad to be reminded of them, I think because I've grown so much from that time. And now I'm kind of thankful that I was reminded of it, because it helped me come to terms with that time in my life, who I was and what I did. Esperanzahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12375150088333673843noreply@blogger.com