I’m working on a Crafter_Man virus to infect the computers that fill the hallowed halls in 2112. The Priests ***will ***know who I am (was). 
Barring some kind of technological apocalypse or near-apocalypse? Absolutely. If there were any way for me to collect the payout, I’d bet a sizable chunk of money on it and not because I think I’ll be famous or particularly memorable.
In 1912 video production was still in its infancy and you couldn’t just waltz to a family picnic and snap a bunch of photos for funsies, either. It would be decades before any kind of digital storage was even imagined.
Nowadays we’re all producing vast amounts of online data in the form of forum posts, web pages, videos, and pictures. None of this information is going to go away. Not ever.
Even if the internet as we know it completely ceases to exist and is replaced with something entirely different, there were will always be people around to collect that data for posterity (cite: the Internet Wayback Machine and also the folks who cached the entire Geocities network when it was taken down).
Finding out about your ancestors will be even easier than webstalking your ex-girlfriend is today.
Nope. My family tree stops with me. Not unless I do something infamous. I’m not planning on it.
I don’t plan on dying by then, and the many young women I’ll be having wild sex with in 2112 will totally remember me.
I’m assuming my kids will have kids, etc. if that’s the case, living in the Internet age (and beyond!), 100 years from now, any of my ancestors should have no problem digging up info about me, besides my name, I have uploaded, pics and videos with descriptions, examples and videos of my work, etc.
God forbid (or not, really) they’re ever able to link my SDMB posting history to me, they can find out plenty of my thoughts, opinions and lifestyle. [Hey guys! Hope the 22nd century is off to a better start than the 21st…]
The Internet, and whatever it evolves into, is a vast, open time capsule.
Knowing how long women in my family tend to live, I’m assuming I will have met 1-2 of my great nieces/nephews and they’ll remember meeting me - but that’s about it. Otherwise I’ll be one of those people in the rare physical picture that’s still around being asked “who’s this” because no one bothered to write a name on the back.
I don’t necessarily plan on having any descendants, but I do plan on publishing some scientific papers, so researchers in the same field may have to encounter my name.
The reason I voted, “how the hell should I know” versus plain old no is that I did write a novel that was published. While I hope my ancestors have more important things to brag about, maybe it will come up that Great Grandma Foxy sold a book or hopefully several books if I have another couple in me before I kick.
The only honest answer I can give is How the hell should I know? Who can say anything with confidence about a hundred years hence? Futuristic speculations made in the 20th century (now lovingly satirized as “Retro Future”) did a poor job of forecasting our present reality. I can accept that modern algorithms are able to process data into reliable forecasts 5 or 10 years in advance, but 100 years? No way. The number of variables and unknowns mounting up exponentially has got to be more than today’s computers can crunch. Anyway, those algorithms are for the aggregate and can say nothing about a given individual.
The idea of connection across generations is very important to me, personally, as my mother researched our genealogy in depth, and I’ve taken up where she left off, and have been writing about our ancestors with the intention of passing that lore along to my grandson. My mother handed down to me early 19th-century manuscripts of records of our ancestors handed down from her mother, handed down from my great-great-great-great-grandmother. When I read of her life as an early pioneer on the then-western frontier, her individuality sprang so vividly to my mind that I began researching and writing about her and several others of my ancestors. I’m actually focusing in the range of 150–250 years ago.
If we go back 100 years in the past, that’s when my grandparents were young. I have many vivid memories of all four of them when I was growing up. One hundred years ago my mother’s mother was 17, the age of some Dopers posting here. My father’s father was 19 and had already immigrated to America. And here sits their granddaughter filled with memories of them. All I’m saying is based on my family there’s ample precedence for being remembered a century later. In my case, however, some in my family may try to blot out my memory from the record, because they oppose my being out queer. 
So I just dunno.
It’s possible. Along with the genealogy research, I self-published a couple of family history volumes that I sent to my kids and siblings. One or more may survive. Personal remembrance? Unlikely.
The question shouldn’t be “Will anyone remember you?” The question should be “How old are you and do you have kids/nieces or nephews?”
I’m 30. My first niece and nephew will be born in a few weeks. I plan to have a kid or two myself within a few years. That’s 3-4 children born between the years 2012 and 2016. Presumably, at least one of them will have kids of their own, probably between the years 2040-2050.
Those kids will be in their late 70s/early 80s in 2112 and I would assume they at least remember the name of their Grandpa/Uncle Justin. Assuming I live to be 70 that is.
I have many, many memories of my grandfather who was born in 1915, and even some of my great-grandfather who was born in 1891. My own children are very young, so presumably in 2112 I’ll have grandchildren or great-grandchildren who would have known me personally.
With all of the zombie threads that appear on this board?
I wouldn’t doubt that one of my threads will suddenly appear in 2112 with some asshole saying, “So, DMark, what do you have to say about that!”
I’ve met one of my direct ancestors who were living in 1912 (and many of the children of my direct ancestors living at that time), so it’s not that hard to believe that I’ll be remembered at least vaguely in 2112 (even if I don’t have any direct descendants at that time).
Whoa there, pardner. Thailand ain’t big enough for both of us. :mad:
It’s possible. Ben Franklin’s Poor Richard’s Almanacsupposedly said
“If you would not be forgotten
When you’re dead and rotten
Write Something worth the Reading
Or do something worth the writing.”
I’ve put my bid in for the “something worth the reading”. But you can’t tell. Lots of brilliant (it seemed to the authors) books of ideas are now crumbling and forgotten. Certainly there are scads of once-popular books – some insanely popular ones – that are completely forgotten now. Still, i’ve got a chance.
No one knows my name now. I don’t think 100 years is going to improve the situation.
Given the amount of family history I’ve documented, yes, my name will probably still be known, particularly if my descendants are nerds.
Remember me? Hell, I’m planning on still being around.
Ditto. I’ll be lucky if anyone remembers me 5 years after I’m dead (which I predict will be in 2040 at the age of 91).
Roddy