And then there was Rebecca Porter. She showed up on the list after about a month: an older woman, living in Ohio, with whom I had no Facebook friends in common. I did not recognize her, but her last name was familiar. My biological grandfather is a man I’ve never met, with the last name Porter, who abandoned my father when he was a baby. My father was adopted by a man whose last name was Hill, and he didn’t find out about his biological father until adulthood.
(...) Rebecca Porter, we discovered, is my great aunt, by marriage. She is married to my biological grandfather’s brother; she met him 35 years ago, the year after I was born. Facebook knew my family tree better than I did
He pasado un rato revisando el "Gente que quizás conozcas" de mi Facebook sin ver a ningún pariente secreto. Es interesante intentar adivinar por qué Facebook te recomienda a cada una de esas personas.COMPARTIR
He visto, eso sí, mucha gente por la que me cruzaría de acera al verla por la calle. Ocasionalmente, esta combinación de más de 100 señales encontrará alguna pepita de oro, pero en general es torpe.COMPARTIR
Fuente: Facebook Figured Out My Family Secrets, And It Won't Tell Me HowCOMPARTIR
