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And Then He Started Dropping Names...

“Privacy is an illusion therefore it doesn’t matter if yours is violated” I didn’t expect privacy when I dove into that chat room off a dark and rarely used Data Back Road in 1998, so why should I care that there are privacy violations occurring every day? Oh, right, because I did expect privacy.  That’s why we all had screen names.  That’s why we all lied about our addresses and phone numbers, only met people from “On Line” in Public Places, attempted to mask our IP addesses, etc and so on.  It was the only place NOT regulated by Corporations and Government, and as such there was a dangerous and alluring aspect to the Internet.  It was the last Frontier, the Wild West without a Sheriff. So when Zuckerburg and Parker and the rest of the Silicon Valley Cartel decided over Martini’s one night to embrace the FBI's position that Privacy no longer means Anonymity it changed the game.  It meant we no longer have to tolerate being under the Microscope, being judged by “what you pu

Embracing Creepy

Embracing Creepy Stalking is just plain creepy.  It just is.  A weird guy who takes an interest in a woman he’s never met, a girl who has no idea he even exists.  Sometimes it starts with “Blog Stalking”, cruising an interesting blog over and over, or visiting a Discussion Forum to read a girl’s posts, hitting refresh as neurotically as clicking a pen.  But, when stalking moves from watching through the blue glow of the monitor to real life watching through the living room window,  it is the cruelty of stalking that strikes me the most.  The silent Watcher has no empathy for his Victim.  He just sits and watches as events and occurrences unfold.  No different than the detached coldness of the Engineer monitoring a Network. This notion of the emotionally removed Stalker was taking up room in my head when Kevin Kelleher’s blog on the last day of Web 2.0 Summit 2011 was served up on the web page I was reading.  I didn’t see the blog until 5 days later, but it struck a chord noneth

How to Stalk Your Stalker

Do you have a Stalker? Do you come home to find subtle changes to the photos on your fire place mantle?  Do you find your closet doors and bureau drawers open when you come home from work? This is not your garden variety Facebook Stalking.  By the time your Stalker works up the courage to come out from behind the blue glow of his CRT and into your home, it's too late to take any of the precautions Law Enforcement recommends.  Your Stalker is already in your house, monitoring your life. Media is the Stalker's friend.  Media perpetuates the idea that only celebrities have Stalkers, that non-celebrity Stalking is just a domestic violence issue.  The notion that average women have unknown Stalkers is dismissed and never addressed.  Women who find themselves in an unwanted dance with an unknown Stalker are left to fend for themselves. When the Stalker is unknown, there are no Domestic Violence resources to help because Domestic Violence resources work with women trying to ma

The Progression of Lies

This is the Don Stovner I met at the Wynn in June 2008 and then worked with from June 2009 through January 2010.  This is the man who, after my troubles with the Applications Analyst on the Food & Beverage Team at the Wynn, caused me the most problems with Network Engineering Projects. The photo at the left was taken in mid July 2009, while we both worked for Clearwire in Las Vegas, at a weekday lunch break from our projects.  Don made an effort to reconcile the events at the Wynn and to amend our professional relationship.  We did not work in the same departments or for the same management.  We had no reason to interact while at work other than to go to lunch. It should be noted, that had the Wynn IT shop been more professional, had they employed proper management of their staff, the affair between Don & I would have started in 2008 when he went to the Wynn, during the period he sent his wife to Russia the late Summer and Early Fall of 2008.  However, because I had seen

Just a Simple Syntax Error

A syntax error occurs when information is unrecognizable or an improper format. The term "syntax error" is also frequently used to refer to semantic errors, where the information is in a recognizable but incorrect format. A syntax error sometimes can result in more subtle problems, causing a glitch or allowing a program (romance) to run with incorrect data (lies) . Most common syntax and semantic errors stem from misspellings and incorrect punctuation. Over the Late Summer months of August and September, I was consumed with work, the pool, and him. He acclimated himself to my environment, engaging with everyone, becoming comfortable in the surroundings. We were rotating days at his place and at mine, Archie, Loki and I traipsing our gear to his house every few days. Typically our weekdays were spent at his house, our weekends at mine. It worked out well and allowed me to have other friends over as well as use the pool & Jacuzzi on our days off. We only parted to go