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Oy! You're shitting me, today!

I'm in a shitty mood this morning. I've had a stressful week - that is part of it - but mostly, I just don't have a lot of tolerance for bullshit.

Last night I reposted this on Facebook...

PRIVACY NOTICE: Warning - any person and/or institution and/or Agent and/or Agency of any governmental structure including but not limited to the United States Federal Government also using or monitoring/using this website or any of its associated websites, you do NOT have my permission to utilize any of my profile information nor any of the content contained herein including, but not limited to my photos, and/or the comments made about my photos or any other "picture" art posted on my profile.

You are hereby notified that you are strictly prohibited from disclosing, copying, distributing, disseminating, or taking any other action against me with regard to this profile and the contents herein. The foregoing prohibitions also apply to your employee , agent , student or any personnel under your direction or control.The contents of this profile are private and legally privileged and confidential information, and the violation of my personal privacy is punishable by law. UCC 1-103 1-308 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED WITHOUT PREJUDICE...

For those of you who do not understand the reasoning behind this posting, Facebook is now a publicly traded entity. Unless you state otherwise, anyone can infringe on your right to privacy once you post to this site. It is recommended that you and other members post a similar notice as this, or you may copy and paste this version. If you do not post such a statement once, then you are indirectly allowing public use of items such as your photos and the information contained in your status updates.


When I posted it, I already suspected it bore no validity. I DIDN'T CARE. I posted it anyway because I liked the sentiment.

Just because I sign up with social networks or give out my email, doesn't mean I am happy for them to disseminate all my information.

Yes, I know I give them permission to do this - in as much as I agreed to them changing their policies whenever they like so even if they weren't doing these things when I signed up I agreed to them doing them down the track - but that doesn't mean I agree to never say I don't like it!

Straight away one of my friends wanted to point out that I'd just been conned (I hadn't actually because I already suspected the statement wasn't all it was cracked up to be and I'd said as much in my comments, but I posted it anyway because I DIDN'T CARE!).

This morning a few people on my timeline posted this link...

It pretty much says, 'Silly you, you're not protected, this statement originated somewhere else, and is a false claim, blah, blah, blah...'

Now, I've occasionally linked to Snopes myself - I do so particularly when people are sharing horrendous photos of dying children, or children with tumours or attempting to stir up anger against sub-sects of society - I do it to try and stop people from exploiting other people for their own voyeuristic entertainment or inciting misdirected anger against innocent parties...

But posting a link that pretty much says, 'Nah nah, you're so dumb, you fell for this!', well that just boils my blood!

What is the positive gained out posting this Snopes link? What harm is it preventing?

It seems the only reason to post it is to point out how gullible you believe other people are - how dumb they are compared to you who had the foresight to check with Snopes first. How obviously superior you are. 

Well, Congratulations on being so smart!

Just so you know - I would have posted that privacy statement anyway, because I liked what it said.

Sure I signed up with Facebook (and Flickr and Twitter and Blogger and...) and I am quite aware that the internet is never safe and never private. Even if I have my own site, registered under my own name, run off my own server, any information I put on the net is not really mine.

Then again, if you listen to my brother - none of us are private citizens, even in our own homes. Our parents registered us with the Government when we were babies and from that moment we were participants in a contract with forces way beyond our control.

Does any of that mean we forfeit the right to voice our disapproval of 'how things work'?


I think not.

If I want to say that I do not give my consent, even if saying that changes nothing legally, then goddammit, I will say that, and mean it, and not care that it is not legally binding.

Yep, I'm in a shitty mood today.


 

Comments

Jayne said…
ooops sorry, I posted the 'this privacy statement is pointless' thing before i read this LOL. My opinion is that I saw lots of people posting it yesterday (though I didn't see yours), clearly some of them believed it. I know lots of people who are not really too net savvy (completely different from being stupid though, they aren't at all. Well some of them maybe ;) hahaha I digress)and might end up posting this everywhere because they truly believe it'll protect them. So yeah, just shared the link about it because i thought it might interest some people is all:)
Sif Dal said…
Did you see the poster I posted the other day... It said something like, 'I'm not suggesting we kill all the stupid people, but maybe we could just stop putting warnings on things?'

If people are that naive, then maybe they should just be left to it? LOL

Anyway, looks like I pissed your Facebook page off by suggesting posting the warning against this statement is a bit judgy.
Sif Dal said…
Stupid autocorrect - Facebook friend (not page)...
Jayne said…
LOL social Darwinism? Maybe! :D
Sif Dal said…
Sounds good to me! (actually, that's pretty much how it works on social networks anyway, despite the likes of Snopes and Hoax-slayer...
Kebeni said…
Crabby bum LOL

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