My thoughts exactly. When did we start recording fun, instead of actually having it? I feel like anytime I go out to dinner or to a movie, the beach, anywhere really, it has to be posted somewhere or in the public’s eye, it didn’t happen.
At some point, we need to start asking ourselves: what happens if privacy is actually dead?
The Guardian is running a major, major revelation today that the NSA program Dishfire is gathering up, analysing and storing hundreds of millions of SMSs of foreign nationals every single day. It is “an untargeted sweep”, collecting, in a chilling quote from the Snowden documents, “pretty much everything it can”. The implications are staggering:
On average, each day the NSA was able to extract:
• More than 5 million missed-call alerts, for use in contact-chaining analysis (working out someone’s social network from who they contact and when)
• Details of 1.6 million border crossings a day, from network roaming alerts
• More than 110,000 names, from electronic business cards, which also included the ability to extract and save images.
• Over 800,000 financial transactions, either through text-to-text payments or linking credit cards to phone users
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