This is a little disorienting. I just visited "Rotten Tomatoes" dot com, I believe that it was for the first time. In the upper left-hand corner was a picture of myself; next to it was the legend, "Welcome, Fred!" Below that was the notice that I had fifty-seven friends, which I thought was a little high until I realized that they must mean "Facebook Friends," which is different. Bringing up a list of these friends was the easiest thing in the world, with pictures.
Recall that I hate everything automatic on computers, or automatic anything else for that matter. Most of the automatic helpers are less than useless. Like auto-start on a VCR or a DVD player, not only am I standing right there when I put in the disk, I have a remote control in my hand when I sit down. What could be easier than initiating the display yourself? The only single thing that auto-start does is make you go through a bunch of steps if you actually want to watch the thing ten minutes from now.
Honestly, I hate that my computer knows anything at all about me. Even for a Google search, I'd be much more interested to see sites listed because they were often searched by the public at large than sites that Google thinks I want to see. Why should the computer be constantly monitoring my activity and trying to make predictions based on the information? What good could come from that? For me, I mean, I suspect that some good accrues to advertisers.
Maybe, maybe not, about the advertisers I mean. Some of the results are so inapt that you wonder who wrote the algorithms. Like last month, when after Googling the "Mecca Clock Tower" my computer for days thought that I needed information about hotels in Saudi Arabia. Not in this lifetime I don't, sorry, not gonna happen.
Ah, Fred, pissing off the wrong side of the ship again, are we? Go ahead world, dish it out, I can take it. I have always said, I don't make the rules, I just wake up in the morning like everybody else, the world is what it is. And probably it was never really better anyway, so let's just go with it.
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