It’s interesting how the elite have their own unique set of rules for their small circle of friends, and another policy manual for the rest of us schmucks. Take Marky Mark Zuckerberg.
Apparently when you’re richer than God, you can buy up all the surrounding real estate nearby. That way, you won’t have to worry about the hoi polloi peering into your backyard. In the case of Mr. Facebook, he’s planning to bulldoze the homes he purchased back in 2013. The million-dollar homes he scooped up will be replaced with smaller, lower-profile places—the kind that won’t “intrude” on his privacy—an important consideration for Zuckerbuck.
Whiile Zuckerboy doesn’t want anyone else rooting around his own backyard, he’s perfectly fine with his lucrative Facebook platform gathering all sorts of data and information about you and me. That’s always the way that the NIMBY crowd rolls.
Of course, the argument could be made that we have given up control of our lives to Facebook’s snoops through our own volition. I could also say we’ve been suckered (Zuckered?) into Facebook’s quicksand without reading the fine print, like we do with so much else.
It’s the privacy thing that’s making some people reconsider Facebook’s cost vs. benefit delivery, and whether having make-believe “friends” is worth delivering your personal information to a billionaire and his minions.
Facebook is no longer on my phone, and I’ve vowed to wean myself off the site.