Watching the movie about “total information awareness” has renewed my concerns about my privacy – or lack of it. In the car, a voice comes on if the car senses a possible accident. The car also takes over if it senses something is obstructing my path, or when I turn a curve too quickly, or when it senses an icy driving surface. I don’t use EZ Pass. I wait in line at the toll booth, content to sit in my little world defying big brother’s eyes on my every move.
But I can’t complain because I’m a willing participant. I love my privacy but I also love gathering up new electronic toys to speed up deliver of information in a dense-data society; and the convenience of it all is intoxicating. I can pay my bills, order food, buy goods, and watch a movie all while connecting with family and friends. And as of March 8th, I can use my Facebook credits to rent a movie. Who knew?
I readily admit that I am one of many in our society that is hooked on convenience and dense-data delivery at lightning speed. I do this even though I know that as fast as I soak up information; someone is sucking it out and creating a profile on me, analyzing my every move. I’m heading outdoors for a quick walk and a bite to eat. I’m in Gotham this week and I rarely carry cash. No worries there, I’ve got plastic.
More important, I’m checking out some good deals I saw on tablet PCs with portable keyboards (I can’t get used to typing while staring down) and screens that are larger than the standard tablet but small enough to be able to travel light. Then I’ll write about what kind of people I am according to the data amassed by Big Brother.