Is this a riff on the 'if you've got nothing to hide you've got nothing to fear' theme?
I just don't think it is ok that large companies are working their way into datasets about every living body on the planet and that is my right.
See also, article 12:
"No one shall be subjected to arbitrary interference with his privacy, family, home or correspondence, nor to attacks upon his honour and reputation. Everyone has the right to the protection of the law against such interference or attacks."
http://www.claiminghumanrights.org/udhr_article_12.html#at13
Definitely not the "nothing to hide" stuff as I'm very pro-privacy.
I have a vague fear of some kind of dystopian situation that arises or is influenced by these huge, accurate data sets. I'm curious if you have more specific qualms with it. My vague fear hasn't kept photos of me off of social media, even though I'm okay being a "weird guy who doesn't take photos" if need be.
I know your username and respect your opinion, maybe the grandparent does as well.
Why does there have to be a scenario attached to this? They've shown time and again that they don't give a rats ass about the people whose data they collect.
The default is not 'on' when it comes to sharing your data, the default is 'off', and even then it should be grounded in need. As long as I don't see the need there is no other reason that I would need to justify my behavior.
On the other hand, there is a very large need for FB to explain its behavior but hardly anybody seems to care. So I'm happy to be the exception.
These tools, no doubt, are being built out with heavy support from the State.
I get that photos of people can be a lot more harmful than a casual photographer might assume, but I would never accede to a request from a random stranger to delete a photograph that they just happened to be in. If someone requested that I not take a photo of them, I personally would comply out of a sense of politeness, but I don't believe anyone has a legal or moral obligation to comply when in public.
(But yes, I know, this is just my opinion and preference, just like yours is yours.)
(FWIW, I'm with you, it makes me crazy when family members post all their holiday photos on Facebook and tag me in them.)
For celebrities and politicians there are yet more rules and exceptions.
To be honest, facebook should have gathered consent in a GDPR-compliant way: opt-in. But IMHO the feature isn't bad in and of itself. Even recognizing people not on facebook isn't necessarily wrong, as long as facebook isn't building a profile of that person (but merely doing the equivalent of recognizing bananas in all of someone's pictures so they can do a search for banana.)
But given the value provided by the feature, again I ask: what is the harm you're afraid of?
That's not a benefit to me.
> But given the value provided by the feature, again I ask: what is the harm you're afraid of?
You're stuck. It's kind of annoying when you ask someone a question, they give you an answer and then you repeat the question again. Either you're going to have to live with my answer or you're going to have to live with not getting the answer that you want.
BTW, I find it hilarious to be lectured by you on HN where your profile is as good as anonymous and mine is stating exactly who I am and where I live.
What are you afraid of?
Years ago, I joined an all female Yahoo group that was a spin off from a parenting and homeschooling list I had been active on. I put up a photo of me on my yahoo profile that was in no way intended to be sexy. My long standing friends in this small group of 20 members wanted to know what I looked like and it was for them.
Within 24 hours, I was being solicited by some 19 year old total stranger who lived within an hour of my home who wanted to know if I would sleep with him. My oldest child was 16.
I laughed and my reply clearly signalled that I was laughing in his face and he did not write back. But it did not stop there. Other men would write me and go into graphic detail as to how they would like to spend the next 3 day weekend in bed with me. The only thing they knew about me was what I looked like. That was it.
At some point, I pulled all photos of me off the internet that I had any control over. The only remaining photos were taken by internet friends at a meet-up and were quite unflattering. I later found that a relative who was cyberstalking me while not speaking to me had those photos bookmarked. This was a creepy experience.
There are photos of me out there. Some are not hideous. But I make zero effort to look conventionally attractive. One photo of me online is of me with a shaved head. I am prone to posting photos that are intended to tell people stalking me "Hey, stupid. I am old and ugly and you can stop fantasizing about me."
It hasn't stopped men from hitting on me. But it has been a few years since a total stranger who knew nothing about me other than what I look like has written me to let me know what a pig he is in glorious detail.
I intentionally kept a fairly low profile online for some time. Nonetheless, my super low levels of internet fame still fostered all kinds of weird interest from people who are not healthy and absolutely did not have my best interest at heart. If I had more fame, I would probably be super paranoid controlling. People do all kinds of bizarre things and photos are an excellent way to fuel the weirdness. It makes people feel like they know you, have a personal connection yadda.
I have worked really hard at figuring out how to open my mouth in public and feel reasonably safe doing so. Being penurious with the pics has been an important part of that process. People are quick to objectify people based on a photo. You stop being a real person in their mind and become a symbol of something. It may be a symbol they lust after. It may be a symbol they hate. It may be any number of things. But they will forget you are a real person. They seem to be much less quick to do that based on written comments.
My mother placed a high value on clothes and I have a good eye for some things and I was surrounded by people who liked me and were good with a camera. An awful lot of so called beauty is manufactured.
I am not comfortable with you characterizing me as a beautiful woman. I have yet to say much about it anywhere on the internet, but will probably blog about it at some point. I have carefully positioned myself to be something other than the stereotypical woman measured primarily by my looks and whether or not men find me hot. Most wealthy, powerful women are happy to use their looks and sexuality as a part of how they make money. I think this is really corrosive to the lives of the average woman.
Beauty is, in some sense, not real. We invent it. And I am not comfortable being accused of that since I make no effort to participate in the societal conspiracy to paint women as good for one thing -- sex -- and to qualify for that primarily based on one metric -- looks. In fact, I go out of my way to sidestep all that nonsense.
