claytaken Well I was going to write this big long post about why I deactivated my Facebook account and what I detest about social media which exists mainly to be exploited for commercial and other “external” purposes, without the interest or consent of its members who originally signed on before the site was most speedily headed in that direction and all this main purpose was fully and clearly communicated to said members, et cetera, et cetera, but instead I’ll just write this very long sentence.

I really don’t have the energy to explain what other people who agree with me on this issue have been expressing much better than I all along (and they’ve been reading the writing on the wall all along). Boo to rampant capitalism, and yes, even in this age of privacy exploitation with our full and idiotic consent just because something to communicate with other people is offered for free, I resist. For some reason, wire tapping and reading other people’s mail continue to be against the law (unless you are under investigation for breaking laws), but other communication which is modern and uses a computer network is a-ok. Are we soon going to start having commercial interruptions during our phone calls and advertisements inserted in our non-commercial mail? Then again, we pay for phone service and we pay for mail. If that is the key, then I’ll pay to keep my information private, as long as it is reasonable, or go back to the old school way of communicating.

Yeah. No.

Every Thursday

3 thoughts on “Blerp

    1. It’s this frightening new filter for Hipstamatic. I thought it was suitable for the subject. hehehe

      Today I read a lot about the lack of privacy and commercial interests of social media, and retraced the whole about face of Zuckerberg starting from his statement of 2011 in TechCrunch saying that privacy is a social norm of the past – found this here: Read about a Pew study regarding how people will sacrifice their privacy for something free, so true and really insane – As an artist, I want to share my work and I want to be in touch with other artists such as you – and you are at the top of the list for someone I want to maintain contact with – but I don’t want people snooping on my conversations so that they can sell me stuff. That isn’t so abnormal, yet people think like the Pew study reports, I’ve witnessed it first hand. I won’t bend to that thinking.
      I thought about trying MeWe today but I think I just need a rest from all that. I had 881 “friends” on Facebook, not including a dozen followers or so, and the vast majority of the conversations I had there were not anything I want to read at all. I prefer to have the kind of conversations we’ve had and are having here and on Flickr. But it’s so hard to find a spot where people want to discuss that stuff – Facebook is certainly not the place.

      I agree about the “iphoneography” movement, made a decision to get a way from all that a while ago. It’s just a tool. But you know my views on all that.

      Let’s do keep in touch, Ken. I value our interaction very much.


  1. I’m saddened you left Jennifer. Totally understand and sympathise with your reasons. I am becoming more and more disenchanted with FB, and as I am moving away from “iphoneography” and its restrictions re mobile devices only, opting for a more broad approach under the aegis of Photography re “anything goes” (Nikon DSLR, Fujifilm compact, iPhone, iPad, Lr5.7, Photoshop, Corel Painter, StudioArtist, mobile apps). Although I have to say that I have learned a great deal recently fm the posts of Jack Barnosky, Roberto De Mitri, Irma Haselberger, and several others. Hope you are persisting with Flickr. :-)


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