Posts Tagged ‘privacy’

Facebook is Stealing My Umbrella

When I was a little girl, my family had a poetry anthology with this little number in it:

The rain it raineth on the just
And also on the unjust fella;
But chiefly on the just, because
The unjust steals the just’s umbrella.

-Charles Synge Christopher Bowen

We kids used to laugh about it because it sounded so funny. As an adult, I can see a little more of the point the writer was making.

The rain it raineth on the just

The rain it raineth on the just

And also on the unjust fella;

And also on the unjust fella;

But chiefly on the just

But chiefly on the just

Because the unjust steals the just's umbrella.

Because the unjust steals the just’s umbrella.

It is so often that the person who’s just doing his job, living his life, has to carry the person who is not. Isn’t it funny (or not funny) how often the unjust then wastes the resources someone else produced and then turns around to demand more?

just unjust panel 5

So now Facebook is being called out, yet again, for (allegedly) violating people’s privacy by scanning messages marked private and selling user demographics from them. It bothers me when companies do things like that- the rule of law is a valuable principle, and should be cared for and respected. When people abuse the legal system like this, the end result to the rest of us is new legislation. Laws piled on top of laws to clarify the mountain of laws we’re all already buried under. When this is finally brought to that point, the corporate fatcats at Facebook will have no new opinion about my privacy, nor will they decide that they now have enough money. They will find a new loophole, and continue on. We will all have some new legislation, whether it will directly affect us or not.

Google is Freaking Me Out.

I just saw a picture of my house on Google maps. I already knew they did that, I’ve already freaked out about it a little, and I’ve already decided to concentrate my worry energy on other things (which is really what is probably keeping these guys afloat), but this is the first time I’ve seen my own house on there. I confess I can’t really say why this should be a freak-out thing, since people have no more access to my home or life or whatever than they had before. But it’s my house. MY house. Not part of their digital empire, it’s mine. Boundaries, people!

“Google policy is to get right up to the creepy line and not cross it” ~Eric Schmidt
Um, you crossed it, my friend. And PS, I’m not sorry you got canned, nyah!

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