Google Rage

When I signed up to Gmail, my sister went nuts at me!  Didn’t I know that they scan my emails for their product placements? That it was a creepy corporation and if it were doing that to sell advertising to me, then what would someone have to pay to get other intimate details about me?

This being those heady innocent pre-Snowdon, pre-Levenson, pre-watershed days, I poo-pah’d it and said nonsense! Google didn’t do anything that others didn’t do, hotmail tries to sell me trainers that I clicked on yesterday as well.

The backlash has started and is getting nasty. Some Google employee was testing Google Glass in a coffee shop in San Fran, California and was attacked by fellow coffee sippers. A man ripped the glasses off the Google-tester screaming “Fucking Google, you’re ruining this city”.

When you wear Google Glass you can take a photo of someone just by blinking and no-one else would know about it. Google argue that the glasses are visible and therefore if you see someone wearing them, then you know that a photo may be taken. Eh???
This is a true story: I was on a bus in Hampstead, London and was standing next to a young mum with her toddler.

Chipped Nails For Privacy

The Guardian reported today that the Russian government has placed a new order for typewriters for its top secret correspondence.  Russia’s Federal Guard Service has sighted electronic data security concerns and believes that old fashioned pen and paper etc is the best way to stop spying.

Although ridiculed and being called old fashioned

Snowden’s Snowballs

If you were going to make the USA your biggest enemy, shhhurely you’d plan your travel arrangements a little better?  One way ticket to Mars anyone?

Edward Snowden’s grand whistleblowing revelations have not saved lives and were not super urgent so why did he not fly to a safe country before  making his announcements?  He could then skip along to the respective embassy that he would apply for asylum  and hey presto, relief and a new start while the USA initiated life-long legal proceedings for extradition.

Whilst Edward Snowden’s revelations have

Private: No Entry

In the 90s my sister and I were singing along to a very popular song on MTV with lyrics along the lines of ‘it’s my life, my problem’ to which my mum responded in jest but with a hint of truth: it’s not YOUR life and it’s MY problem!