Are we ready to live in a world filtered by Big Brother? Because the internet biggies (Gaggle, Fleecebook, Microshaft, and Yippee) think that they know each and every one of us by the data we allowed to be collected, they will adapt out search results to fit our perceived desires. I for one am not ready for a filtered world. This is an affront to our Democracy and our right as citizens. Now maybe you think I've jumped off a short pier into oblivion, but let me give you some details. At first when we do a search of a location such as Paris, the engines will adjust our results to include various candy and pastry shops because we have previously indicated a "Like" for that kind of information. Before you know it, the news will be slanted to exclude particular views because of our political and ideological affections. This is beyond annoying. It really means that I can no longer learn about the world as a whole, to later make up my own mind as to what is right and wrong. They (royal) are going to do that for me and only tell me what they think is correct based on whatever they think they know about me. This is REALLY WRONG. It is one thing to use this for directed marketing, but now they are using the information to redirect our thoughts and predilections. I won't accept that.
Here is the REAL TRUTH about the current state of the internet.... I would put it here, but there is a copyright on the contents...
THIS BALONEY JUST IN: In case you were expecting something more spectacular last weekend: Harold Camping says now that the rapture DID occur, but nobody was worth saving...
THIS BALONEY JUST IN: In case you were expecting something more spectacular last weekend: Harold Camping says now that the rapture DID occur, but nobody was worth saving...
A traveler pulls into a hotel around midnight and asks the clerk for a single room. As the clerk fills out the paperwork, the man looks around and sees a gorgeous blonde sitting in the lobby. He tells the clerk to wait while he disappears into the lobby.
After a minute he comes back, with the girl on his arm. "Fancy meeting my wife here!" he says to the clerk. "Guess I'll need a double room for the night."
The next morning, he comes to settle his bill, and finds the amount to be over $3000.
"What's the meaning of this?" he yells at the clerk. "I've only been here one night!"
"Yes," says the clerk "but your wife has been here for three weeks."
