By Daniel Rigney
Like many other environmentally concerned folks these days, I’m trying to reduce my carbon footprint. This summer I’ll be trying to run our air conditioner fewer hours each day, and turning it off at night if the Houston heat and humidity will allow.
I’m also looking for ways to reduce my digital footprint in the wake of recent disclosures by America’s leading defender of press freedom, The Guardian of England. The Guardian reveals that NSA, in collaboration with numerous corporate and governmental partners, has been casting the widest possible dragnet on electronic communications throughout the world in its tireless efforts to protect Americans from their enemies, both foreign and domestic.
By reducing my digital footprint, I hope to lighten the burden on the NSA’s new data pentagon (I call it “God’s Memory”), a mega-massive digital processing and storage plant opening for business later this year in a little town -- soon to be a suburb and tourist attraction -- near Salt Lake City, Utah.
I’m doing my bit, or gigabyte, to shrink the size of the haystack in which NSA is looking for a needle, or anything that looks like it might possibly be a needle and will therefore require further investigation.
To vary the metaphor, I want to do my part to reduce the overwhelming levels of data smog that NSA will have to breathe and filter on my behalf, and to minimize the amount of information pollution I leave behind when I go on to my final data storage facility.
There I hope to find digital immortality in my own diminutive personal and permanent file somewhere in the ethersphere. Maybe this will be my “permanent record” – the one I’ve been hearing about since elementary school.
Maybe our digital afterlife is in Utah, where both the Mormons and the NSA will be keeping our permanent records deep into the future.
Toward the noble and patriotic purpose of lightening NSA’s load, while still preserving my eternal digital identity, I’m reducing to near-zero my use of cell phone, text, e-mail, Facebook, GameBrain, NextFad, and all those other social media the kids are texting about these days.
This is not an electronic fast. More like an electronic diet.
The last to go: Open Salon, Twitter (which I use mainly as a free magazine rack), and whatever search engine eventually transcends the Google. These few luxuries I’ll keep and be buried with down in the data mine.
And on really hot nights I hope someone will run the air conditioner.
Danagram
:] handcrafting homemade memes since 2011
Like many other environmentally concerned folks these days, I’m trying to reduce my carbon footprint. This summer I’ll be trying to run our air conditioner fewer hours each day, and turning it off at night if the Houston heat and humidity will allow.
I’m also looking for ways to reduce my digital footprint in the wake of recent disclosures by America’s leading defender of press freedom, The Guardian of England. The Guardian reveals that NSA, in collaboration with numerous corporate and governmental partners, has been casting the widest possible dragnet on electronic communications throughout the world in its tireless efforts to protect Americans from their enemies, both foreign and domestic.
By reducing my digital footprint, I hope to lighten the burden on the NSA’s new data pentagon (I call it “God’s Memory”), a mega-massive digital processing and storage plant opening for business later this year in a little town -- soon to be a suburb and tourist attraction -- near Salt Lake City, Utah.
I’m doing my bit, or gigabyte, to shrink the size of the haystack in which NSA is looking for a needle, or anything that looks like it might possibly be a needle and will therefore require further investigation.
To vary the metaphor, I want to do my part to reduce the overwhelming levels of data smog that NSA will have to breathe and filter on my behalf, and to minimize the amount of information pollution I leave behind when I go on to my final data storage facility.
There I hope to find digital immortality in my own diminutive personal and permanent file somewhere in the ethersphere. Maybe this will be my “permanent record” – the one I’ve been hearing about since elementary school.
Maybe our digital afterlife is in Utah, where both the Mormons and the NSA will be keeping our permanent records deep into the future.
Toward the noble and patriotic purpose of lightening NSA’s load, while still preserving my eternal digital identity, I’m reducing to near-zero my use of cell phone, text, e-mail, Facebook, GameBrain, NextFad, and all those other social media the kids are texting about these days.
This is not an electronic fast. More like an electronic diet.
The last to go: Open Salon, Twitter (which I use mainly as a free magazine rack), and whatever search engine eventually transcends the Google. These few luxuries I’ll keep and be buried with down in the data mine.
And on really hot nights I hope someone will run the air conditioner.
Danagram
:] handcrafting homemade memes since 2011
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