Are posts burden for the internet?

Most social media posts will stay there forever, or at least keep the history. How much of a memory burden would it be for the server?

Firstly, anything that is uploaded, actually never gets deleted from the server, even if the post is deleted. So, all the posts will stay there in the server.

Secondly, there is no limit to the size of the internet as it is just way of connecting computers. So, there is no existence of words such as ‘burden’ for internet.

Thirdly, the internet does not have a 'memory' but relies on the storage and supply of data from and by all sites connected to it. The sites joining it daily increase the storage capacity and this is also complemented by existing sites who add further storage capacity, so the state of 'being full' could never really happen unless some authority decided upon a limit.

By the way, did you know that your brain could store the whole internet content?

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