The Atlantic posted an interesting article a couple days ago about “The Invisible Economy,” and how our economy is doing a lot better than we think it is, because so much exchange happens for free these days online, which means that the GDP is no longer a useful economic metric.
I was worried the author was going to completely ignore people who had lower incomes, but he addressed that near the end of the article, so that was good.
Anyway, part of what I found so interesting about this article was the idea that this “Invisible Economy” existed because we traded our personal information for the ability to use admittedly awesome websites like Google, Facebook, etc.
The author didn’t flat-out state this, but he kind of hinted that the trade was worth it: Google and Facebook perform services of such high value to us, so giving away our personal information really isn’t *that* bad. And I 100% agree with that idea.
Also, I’m not really all that worried about how much personal information I’m giving away. I mean, really: my Internet hasn’t figured out that I’m gay.
Sure, the ads on the side of Goodreads are sometimes insanely specific, like they’ve figured out the subgenre of a subgenre that I’m loving at the moment. But at the same time, I’m constantly being bombarded with those ads for matchmaking services that are like, “Tiffany58 is available to chat.”
And you know, Tiffany58 eyes the camera while making sure to emphasize certain parts of her body.
And I’m sorry, Tiffany. But your vagina is a bit of a turn-off.
Of course I’m fully aware that all these ads are scams. I mean, when you see that “Tiffany58″ is available to chat for seemingly 24 hours a day over the span of 6 months, it’s not hard to figure out that there’s some sort of scam going on.
But all I’m saying is, if I was drunk enough, and they put a picture of a hot enough guy there instead of Tiffany 58, I might — just might — click on it.
You know, because I’m someone who has trouble controlling his impulses.
And also, I don’t really worry about viruses because Macs don’t really get viruses.
So yeah. People are worried about giving their information away online. But I’m not going to be worried about that until the Internet can figure out I’m gay.
My friends know I’m gay. My family knows I’m gay. When I wear my rainbow suspenders, it seems a pretty safe bet to say that people I’ve never spoken to know that I’m gay.
But the Internet? The Internet keeps showing me Tiffany58.