I bought a new smartphone the other day, replacing my ancient Nokia.
Cool tech, apart from the funny teal colour distortion on the camera (check out the previous post on Katherine Mansfield). But hey… Brings me into the second decade of the twenty-first century, at last.
And it also means Google knows exactly where I am at all times. Well, it knows where the phone is, but that usually amounts to the same thing. After a while, they’ll have a database built up of my movements.
What will they learn?
Well, they’ll learn that I spend about 98% of my time in front of a computer monitor.
They’ll learn that I don’t go shopping, much.
And they’ll learn that, from their perspective, my life is pretty boring
What piques me is the irony. Back in 1947, George Orwell envisioned a “future” (1948, wisely reversed by his publishers to
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