hi
every now and then, i got this paranoia rush. its been happening for like 4 years. There are times when i watch a lot of ted talks and check a lot of pages, learn very deeply about how data goes over the internet and what happens after i press they key before i see my content.
Everytime i want to cut off everything, I hate all these big corps etc. data mining stuff, you get the picture.
But then, i slowly move back into my daily routine where i don't suddenly care about location service turned on on my phone or that i have an active account in google chrome that sends my sites and other stuff.
Because it seems too much for me in a long run. I live a heavy social life and work at modern IT company, I cannot escape the "botnet" as you all love to call it, but i would love to do it very much. Isn't it true that "they" won ? They won simply by moving technology to the point where you can either be tracked or cannot use anything modern at all. How do I cope with this ?
You almost cannot escape google. Even in normal webpages there are google scripts, you're using gmail, android is owned by google. There is little you can do anon, but it isn't impossible
>>56618178
You cannot escape. They won. Google is internet. Even here you use google captcha to post and are being monitored by google analytics.
Google knows what you post and when you post it.
There are very few places on the internet that aren't infested by google scripts. And these few places are being scanned by google deep search bots.
Try googling something you posted on an obscure forum 15 years ago. Google has it. Probably has the cached version too in case you try to delete it.
google will go full villain one day, and then we're all fucked
but for now im comfy in the botnet
>First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a Socialist.
>Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a Trade Unionist.
>Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a Jew.
>Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.
Ultimately, is all political.