You're looking at a woman who was publicly silent for a decade. Obviously, that's changed, but only recently. It was several months ago that I gave my very first major public talk at the Forbes 30 Under 30 summit: 1,500 brilliant people, all under the age of 30. That meant that in 1998, the oldest among the group were only 14, and the youngest, just four. I joked with them that some might only have heard of me from rap songs. Yes, I'm in rap songs. Almost 40 rap songs. (Laughter)

站在你们面前的这个女性曾在公众面前沉默了十年。显然，现在不一样了，不过这只是最近的事。几个月前在福布斯'30位30岁以下创业者'峰会上,我首次公开发表演讲，峰会上有1500位杰出人士，全部不到30岁。这就意味着在1998年，其中最年长的人也只有14岁，最年轻的则只有4岁。我同他们开玩笑，有些人似乎只是从说唱音乐中听过我的名字。没错，说唱音乐唱过我，几乎有40首这样的说唱音乐。

 But the night of my speech, a surprising thing happened. At the age of 41, I was hit on by a 27-year-old guy. I know, right? He was charming and I was flattered, and I declined. You know what his unsuccessful pickup line was? He could make me feel 22 again. (Laughter) (Applause) I realized later that night, I'm probably the only person over 40 who does not want to be 22 again. (Laughter) (Applause)

在我演讲当晚 意外的事情发生了，作为一个41岁的女性，竟然有一个27岁的小伙子勾搭我。我知道，难以相信吧？他很有魅力，说了不少奉承的话，结果我拒绝了。知道他的搭讪不成功在哪吗？他说他能让我感到又回到了22岁……那天晚上我意识到，40岁时不想回到22岁的人或许就只有我了。22岁时，我爱上了我的老板，在24岁那年，我明白了其毁灭性的后果。

At the age of 22, I fell in love with my boss, and at the age of 24, I learned the devastating consequences.Can I see a show of hands of anyone here who didn't make a mistake or do something they regretted at 22? Yep. That's what I thought. So like me, at 22, a few of you may have also taken wrong turns and fallen in love with the wrong person, maybe even your boss. Unlike me, though, your boss probably wasn't the president of the United States of America. Of course, life is full of surprises.

Not a day goes by that I'm not reminded of my mistake, and I regret that mistake deeply.

能否请大家举手告诉我，如果你觉得自己22岁时没有犯过错，没有做过让自己后悔的事，请举手？同我想的一样，和我一样，22岁那年，你们中的一些人大概也犯过错，爱上过错误的人，或许也正是你的老板。不过和我不同，你的老板八成不是美国总统。当然，生活充满了意外。每一天我都被提醒这个错误，我每天都在深深后悔。

In 1998, after having been swept up into an improbable romance, I was then swept up into the eye of a political, legal and media maelstrom like we had never seen before. Remember, just a few years earlier, news was consumed from just three places: reading a newspaper or magazine, listening to the radio, or watching television. That was it. But that wasn't my fate. Instead, this scandal was brought to you by the digital revolution. That meant we could access all the information we wanted, when we wanted it, anytime, anywhere, and when the story broke in January 1998, it broke online. It was the first time the traditional news was usurped by the Internet for a major news story, a click that reverberated around the world.

1998年 在卷入一段不可能的爱情之后，我被卷入政治、法律和媒体的漩涡中心，一场前所未见的漩涡。记得吧，就在几年前，新闻只有三个来源：读报刊杂志、听收音机和看电视，就这些了。但我的命并没这么好，这起丑闻通过数字革命被公之于众。数字革命意味着我们能获取所有想要的信息，不管何时何地。丑闻在1998年1月被首次揭露就是通过互联网。这是传统媒体第一次在重大事件报道上被因特网抢先，一个点击的声音响彻了全世界。

 What that meant for me personally was that overnight I went from being a completely private figure to a publicly humiliated one worldwide. I was patient zero of losing a personal reputation on a global scale almost instantaneously.

对我个人而言，它让我一夜间从一个完完全全的无名人士变成一个被全世界公开羞辱的对象。我成了零号病人，第一个经历如何在全球范围内瞬间失去个人声誉。

This rush to judgment, enabled by technology, led to mobs of virtual stone-throwers. Granted, it was before social media, but people could still comment online, email stories, and, of course, email cruel jokes. News sources plastered photos of me all over to sell newspapers, banner ads online, and to keep people tuned to the TV.这种由科技促进的草率道德审判导致我在网络世界里被投石暴民围攻。诚然，这是在社交媒体出现之前，不过人们还是可以在线评论，邮件转发故事，当然，也能转发残忍的笑话。新闻媒体将我的照片贴得到处都是，借此销售报纸，为网站吸引广告商，为电视吸引眼球。

Do you recall a particular image of me, say, wearing a beret?

 Now, I admit I made mistakes, especially wearing that beret. But the attention and judgment that I received, not the story, but that I personally received, was unprecedented. I was branded as a tramp, tart, slut, whore, bimbo, and, of course, that woman. I was seen by many but actually known by few. And I get it: it was easy to forget that that woman was dimensional, had a soul, and was once unbroken.

记得我那张照片吗？戴着贝雷帽的那张？

我承认，我犯了错误，特别是不该戴那顶贝雷帽。在关注故事之外，人们对我个人的关注和道德审判也是前所未有的，我被打上各种标签 荡妇、妓女、母狗、婊子、贱人，当然还有 “那个女人”。很多人都看到了我，但很少有人了解我。我明白，人们很容易忘记一个女人是多维度的，其实她也有灵魂，也曾是完好无缺的。17年前，这些发生在我身上的事还没有专门的名词来称呼。现在，我们称之为网络欺凌和线上骚扰。

When this happened to me 17 years ago, there was no name for it. Now we call it cyberbullying and online harassment. Today, I want to share some of my experience with you, talk about how that experience has helped shape my cultural observations, and how I hope my past experience can lead to a change that results in less suffering for others.

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