Facebook wants your face – literally.
Have a look at the image accompanying this rant. It is popping up when Facebook users access their page. That creepy Zuckerberg kid – who isn’t one anymore but is even creepier than he was when he became the . . . face of this Deep State data-mining/surveillance and (soon) control grid wants to watch you while you’re on Facebook. And correlate your face with images of it that appear anywhere else that’s digitized.
It’s reality TeeVee – with you as the star. Only you’re not being paid. Instead, you’re being used. Your data, to compile a “consumer” profile tailored to your consuming, so as to direct the appropriate spiels your way – without so much as a discount from the sordid peddlers pushing their wares in front of your . . . face.
And once Facebook has your face, they can use it – along with their algorithms – to compile (and maintain) a record of where you’ve been and what you were doing there. Your habits and inclinations. Everything that can be seen.
Remember: There are cameras almost everywhere now. Including in your new car. (Subaru wants to keep track of your face; others are following).
And if these cameras are connected to the Internet, what they see, Facebook sees.
And Zuckerberg knows.
If Facebook recognizes your face, the Creepy Kid knows you were at that coffee shop down the street or getting something at Lowes. And exactly when you were there as well as how long.
He knows that you frowned when you were reading a story about . . . Facebook. Bad, very bad. It’s all being inventoried for later.
Now, more than ever, there’s reason to put a piece of black electrical tape over tat little keyhole just above your screen (that’s where the camera is) so that Facebook can’t see your face.
Why anyone still does who isn’t a kind of real-life Eloi too childish and simple-minded to understand the game that’s afoot is astonishing.
It was only 30 years go that people in East Germany risked being shot to escape the Stasi – the analog-era Facebook. Today, people willingly turn over the most intimate details of their private lives to an entity far more powerful because far more pervasive and much more sinister for just that reason.
In East Germany, one had merely to pretend to be a good communist; to not say anything openly out of school. There might be a bug in the bedroom, so one had to be careful, of course.
Today, put the bug in their own bed.
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