It wasn't so long ago that I decided to stop unconsciously "whoring" myself over the internet. I am using the word "whoring" since it became apparent to me that I have been making my photos and "private" information available on world wide web's inter-galactic force of social networking. But before all you "internet critics" and "anti-whoring" animals judge me, allow me to defend myself by saying that it was all "unconsciously" made--it was an act I was not aware of until some foolish stalker on the net used my name and my information to indulge his passion for ignorance (and revenge maybe) over me. Enemies. Where could they be? They are there, sitting on a not-so-comfortable chair in their living room or empty bedroom--seemingly drooling over my 'websites' in the hopes of crushing my not-so-happy life apart. Well, who's laughing now?
(Breathe sheena, breathe) Okay, so as I have mentioned earlier and as obvious with the title, I have started my journey to privacy just weeks ago. I have set all my photos private and deleted any possible information that "my enemies" may possibly use against me or harm me in the near future. I have scoured over my emails (yes, emails.. I have multiple of them--all for certain purposes) for file hosts, social networking sites and other unnecessary websites or databases that I may have signed up for during my technologically-immature days. Then BOOM! over a dozen of them popped in the open misery, I could barely imagine how stupid(?) I was to make myself available with just a click away. My my. As a matter of fact, I think all these dated back to the time where I was not aware of the threat of these websites. Tsk tsk.
Thanks to Alaskan Governor Sarah Palin's not-so-long-ago yahoomail scandal that I bumped my head to the consequences that awaits me. That is, add that to the recent web-wide catastrophe that I encountered recently. Ugh. To think, I have not harmed anybody for goodness sake. Oh well, technology is the "freshest" medium for revenge, they say. Have you heard of the university student who posted all the names of the women whom her "cheating" boyfriend slept with? Holy moley. So you guys/gals better be careful with all this "whoring" thingy that you've got going. It may appear to be harmless at first, but you'll never know who's got your website bookmarked on his or her "gateway to stalking the stalkable."
So there you go, I deleted the unnecessary databases I signed up for. I didn't realize "deleting" one's account for a social networking site would take days. Or that deleting all your photos could be as easy as one, two, three. Or that making your photos "completely secure and efficiently available" would cost you around $10/month. Or that it was kind of disheartening to delete photos which you have saved on that website for years and have had massive number of comments from your contacts. Or that I am making this post only to again divulge information about myself. But what can I say? I love to blog. I love to write. This is passion people, not plain whoring, to say the least.
And so as I am about to end this rant with regard to my privacy-inclined walk, I am off to keeping one website alone (or make that two, my blog should be retained. I would forever regret it if I delete my BLOGS "six of them to be exact"). It would also be a shame if I deprive myself from expressing through words, as Ate Charity mentioned "Not everyone can write." So I must write, hoping that my works won't be stolen or I'll have to make a post about plagiarism for that instance. And of course, I must post pictures exclusively for those whom I care about. I can't possibly tag along with me a giant photo album or constantly ship photos to my family in Bukidnon. Or keep them on email and forward to my "trusted friends"--that is just so a decade ago. I also have my five cents allocated for 21st century and I'm loving it.
Good thing multiply's photo database is free. Heck the "pixel" thingy or the changes it will make on the file size. All I want is just to share great moments that I have captured on film (or on the coolness of the advent of gadgets). Guh, there you go folks, as most of you may have noticed, my photos are set on private either deleted (e.g. Myspace, Facebook, Friendster, hi5, Tagged, Photobucket to name a few..I told you I had more than a dozen.) Hence, these are available via my MULTIPLY page, while some of it--pictures that I'd write about--will be posted on my carefully layouted blogspot (just google for the link if you're so eager to know). Why multiply? I am relentlessly tired checking an array of websites and having them all saved on my toolbar—you know, checking for updates and all. I figured that it would hassle-free to just lead my friends and my family to a powerful single database (which I like to use) and set everything accessible ONLY to those whom I want to stalk me. *winks*
I am still battling with the reality that my life will never be private (of course sheen, you're publicly active! what do you expect?) tsk, at least I tried though. And if one day, my accounts will be hacked, you'll know that I tried to warn myself, I just never learned. ;p OR.. OR.. The stalker and the enemies just couldn’t help themselves and—but oh please, have mercy on me. :(
Does this mean I should delete everything online so I would be unhackable? *UGGGGHHH!*
P.S. I’ll be expecting negative comments. Or silence. Or if you’re kind enough, something to cheer me up about this post. This is a mark towards my journey to privacy. For crying out loud, I want to leave some room for myself. I deserve that. My birthday’s on soon. *yeah baby*
(Breathe sheena, breathe) Okay, so as I have mentioned earlier and as obvious with the title, I have started my journey to privacy just weeks ago. I have set all my photos private and deleted any possible information that "my enemies" may possibly use against me or harm me in the near future. I have scoured over my emails (yes, emails.. I have multiple of them--all for certain purposes) for file hosts, social networking sites and other unnecessary websites or databases that I may have signed up for during my technologically-immature days. Then BOOM! over a dozen of them popped in the open misery, I could barely imagine how stupid(?) I was to make myself available with just a click away. My my. As a matter of fact, I think all these dated back to the time where I was not aware of the threat of these websites. Tsk tsk.
Thanks to Alaskan Governor Sarah Palin's not-so-long-ago yahoomail scandal that I bumped my head to the consequences that awaits me. That is, add that to the recent web-wide catastrophe that I encountered recently. Ugh. To think, I have not harmed anybody for goodness sake. Oh well, technology is the "freshest" medium for revenge, they say. Have you heard of the university student who posted all the names of the women whom her "cheating" boyfriend slept with? Holy moley. So you guys/gals better be careful with all this "whoring" thingy that you've got going. It may appear to be harmless at first, but you'll never know who's got your website bookmarked on his or her "gateway to stalking the stalkable."
So there you go, I deleted the unnecessary databases I signed up for. I didn't realize "deleting" one's account for a social networking site would take days. Or that deleting all your photos could be as easy as one, two, three. Or that making your photos "completely secure and efficiently available" would cost you around $10/month. Or that it was kind of disheartening to delete photos which you have saved on that website for years and have had massive number of comments from your contacts. Or that I am making this post only to again divulge information about myself. But what can I say? I love to blog. I love to write. This is passion people, not plain whoring, to say the least.
And so as I am about to end this rant with regard to my privacy-inclined walk, I am off to keeping one website alone (or make that two, my blog should be retained. I would forever regret it if I delete my BLOGS "six of them to be exact"). It would also be a shame if I deprive myself from expressing through words, as Ate Charity mentioned "Not everyone can write." So I must write, hoping that my works won't be stolen or I'll have to make a post about plagiarism for that instance. And of course, I must post pictures exclusively for those whom I care about. I can't possibly tag along with me a giant photo album or constantly ship photos to my family in Bukidnon. Or keep them on email and forward to my "trusted friends"--that is just so a decade ago. I also have my five cents allocated for 21st century and I'm loving it.
Good thing multiply's photo database is free. Heck the "pixel" thingy or the changes it will make on the file size. All I want is just to share great moments that I have captured on film (or on the coolness of the advent of gadgets). Guh, there you go folks, as most of you may have noticed, my photos are set on private either deleted (e.g. Myspace, Facebook, Friendster, hi5, Tagged, Photobucket to name a few..I told you I had more than a dozen.) Hence, these are available via my MULTIPLY page, while some of it--pictures that I'd write about--will be posted on my carefully layouted blogspot (just google for the link if you're so eager to know). Why multiply? I am relentlessly tired checking an array of websites and having them all saved on my toolbar—you know, checking for updates and all. I figured that it would hassle-free to just lead my friends and my family to a powerful single database (which I like to use) and set everything accessible ONLY to those whom I want to stalk me. *winks*
I am still battling with the reality that my life will never be private (of course sheen, you're publicly active! what do you expect?) tsk, at least I tried though. And if one day, my accounts will be hacked, you'll know that I tried to warn myself, I just never learned. ;p OR.. OR.. The stalker and the enemies just couldn’t help themselves and—but oh please, have mercy on me. :(
Does this mean I should delete everything online so I would be unhackable? *UGGGGHHH!*
P.S. I’ll be expecting negative comments. Or silence. Or if you’re kind enough, something to cheer me up about this post. This is a mark towards my journey to privacy. For crying out loud, I want to leave some room for myself. I deserve that. My birthday’s on soon. *yeah baby*
Photo retrieved from: Daniel J. Solove's The Privacy Paradox
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