The myth of privacy..
Feb. 12th, 2008 06:20 am The myth of privacy..it's just that, a myth. From the day you are born you become a record. Every action in your life is just one more page in the book. If I had the time and a few extra dollars, I could probably do a bit of data mining and discover more about you than you'd be comfortable to have me know. No, the whole concept of privacy is a myth.
In this cashless society, we leave tracks, lots of tracks, that can reveal a lot to the person who has your data. Have you ever read those notices sent out by credit card companies outlining their privacy policy? These policies are full of exceptions, some granted by law,and some you agree to when you apply for a card. We live with consumerism. Every purchase is a picture of your life.
No, realize your life is an open book. I know I have a file at the FBI. They did an extensive background investigation on me in 1968 when I was being examined for a top secret clearance needed for a job I had. They visited and talked to people from Maine to California. I had to divulge a bunch of facts, which they verified. The, all the time I was working in intelligence, I was being watched. They tapped my phones, they followed me, they knew who I was with, what I was doing, and where and with whom I slept. I had friends who lost their clearances because they were too intimate with the wrong German girls. They were demoted and sent stateside, as their value in the intelligence game disappeared.
No, we have no privacy.
In this cashless society, we leave tracks, lots of tracks, that can reveal a lot to the person who has your data. Have you ever read those notices sent out by credit card companies outlining their privacy policy? These policies are full of exceptions, some granted by law,and some you agree to when you apply for a card. We live with consumerism. Every purchase is a picture of your life.
No, realize your life is an open book. I know I have a file at the FBI. They did an extensive background investigation on me in 1968 when I was being examined for a top secret clearance needed for a job I had. They visited and talked to people from Maine to California. I had to divulge a bunch of facts, which they verified. The, all the time I was working in intelligence, I was being watched. They tapped my phones, they followed me, they knew who I was with, what I was doing, and where and with whom I slept. I had friends who lost their clearances because they were too intimate with the wrong German girls. They were demoted and sent stateside, as their value in the intelligence game disappeared.
No, we have no privacy.