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Your private details aren't so private any more

Well, here's another post on security on the internet. Well, there is no security on the internet.

With most private details up on the internet, and with Google being as efficient as it is, there is an utter lack of privacy. Anyone can dig up information about anyone.

Even riskier are the SNS (Social Networking Services). Under the pretext of helping people connect, they are actually making people reveal the most intimate details about their lives to others. And like in the previous post, I shall go back to Facebook.

The recent hullabaloo about Mark Zuckerberg stating that all information on Facebook shall be private by default shows that some people are (at least not yet) agreeable to an open reality show based on their lives. Of course, many don't care.

The type of activities which take place on Facebook are worrying too. Now, my friends on Facebook spend hours on useless apps which claim to predict their future, their deaths, and their love. Some of the stupid apps also claim to find out your first interaction on Facebook. Well, has anyone given a thought about what kind of people make these apps? They could be stalkers, paedophiles, people selling pornography, or simply identity thieves. And such people get access to not just a person's profile information when he uses an app, but also to all the profile information of his/her friends. A wealth of information about current locations, which some people are stupid enough to update real-time via GPS phones, but also photos, relationship status, further information about DOB, parents, friends, interests etc.

The scary thing is that no one cares about privacy any more. There are only a few people with genuine concerns about privacy, and they are a declining lot. Our interactions with strangers on the net in exceeding interactions with our real friends and family. This in itself is a disturbing trend. There is a desire to be famous, to be heard, and to have people who like you and think you are cool.

There is a saying, You are lucky if, when you die, you can count your friends on the tips of your fingers. Go and find some real friends. It's time to give the internet the boot, and to be with people that matter.

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