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Ninfamous vs People with Privacy Concerns

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Lately everyone and their grandma is in uproar about the privacy of smart phones and the risk of their privacy being well, not so private. I mean, how can it be that a phone that is pretty much a computer and tells them where the closest Mickey Dees is can also track where they go every day? Gasp! Come on people. At least try using that atrocious thing on your shoulders for more than just wearing ridiculous oversized baseball caps. If a phone has GPS capability, which nowadays, most do, Iphone or not, don't you think other people can access that GPS remotely? After all, GPS does stand for Global Positioning System . If we have the capability of tracking a satellite outside the earth and take 10 megapixel pictures of a grain of rice in Japan, do you really think it's that difficult to tap your run of the mill soccer mom's Ifake clustered with hundreds of pictures of her dirt stricken kids? Or monitor the stores your teenage drama queen frequents? I said it before. I'll...

Signed, Stamped, & Branded

When you think of being branded, what comes to mind? Uncle Ben's cows maybe, with that odd number on their behind. Or maybe the prisoners of the Nazi era, with an ID number stamped on their arm. They were not human, not personal individuals, they were "numbers".  Well folks, its happening all over again in the US. These days, you aren't anyone without your SS#. Its your form of identification, even for things that are more social than they are secure. Why is it that everyone, from your landlord to your dentist, wants to know every detail of your life? Why is it that its so easy for someone to steal your identity, and then so hard to correct it?  Everytime we open a bank account, we file taxes, we go to a doctor's appointment, we fill out a job application, we sign a contract.. there are those very nine digits on paper for the world to see. After you fill out 3490 pages of medical history and your whole life story, some careless receptionist stacks it on a pile whe...