Dialogue with my daughter - Year 2032
- Mom, you never cared about me. - What?! What are you saying? - I have no photos of myself, and my childhood! - That is absolutely not true. I created an album, every single year since you were born, with pictures from you, your sister, and the whole family. The pages of the albums are drawings made by you and your sister which I reused. You have very artistic and pretty albums! - You don't understand! Where are those albums? - There, in the shelf. In the living room. - You see! That is what I mean! Why don't we have online albums like all our friends? - ... because your father and I wanted to respect your privacy. - No! You simply did not consider how much that decision would actually harm our lives! You only thought about yourselves. - I think you are exaggerating... - We are invisible! - No, you are not... - In school, people look at me like I am a weirdo. Nobody can access my data. Because there is not even data to access! You did not have the right to ...