One Thing I Disike So Far
Actually there are two.
I don't want this. It makes me even itchier. I feel as though I'm being followed around the 'net. Sure I know some agencies and organizations drop cookies on peoples' machines just to find out what they're up to, but I don't participate in the invasion of my privacy if I can possibly avoid it:
I don't let sites "remember me on this computer". I close my mail accounts, and if I'm searching for something while this blog waits patiently in the background I'd prefer a sort of Chinese screen separating my blog from the stranger seeking "leather nurse nipples" just the thickness of a few electrons away.
(I was looking for a baby bottle tough enough for my niece, okay? She's teething.)
Why in the FSM's name would Google totally neglect that? Or is it that they think their clients really don't care if anyone comes to read? Do they think this is some sort of solitary exercise in literary self-pleasure? That I do this just to hear myself talk inside my own head?
Hello?
Anybody out there?
Google remains silent.
Labels: Google, literary masturbation, monopoly, panoptica, the art of the blog
2 Comments:
I use google almost exclusively for searching, and I believe they are keeping records of every search entry I make. Eventually after few years of using Google, they would be able to learn things about me beyond my consideration! For other related concerns, you might like to check Google is too cpreey on Google Watch for example.
You can actually turn off the search "memory". But that's not what pisses me off.
It should never be a default choice for a company to follow me around electronically. Why would it?
Google: "Don't be evil" my ass. They're just turning into another Telco.
By the way, my icon won't appear here as I don't wish to sign in at the moment.
--Metro
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