I know this is a little old, but still as good.
STEVE JOBS HAS BRAINWASHED ME.
For stuff like this—
The Museum of London launched an augmented reality iPhone app this week that uses geolocation, 3d, and video to give you a live view of how London looked like in the past, by overlaying historical photographs over the live video feed of the real world.
Guys, the second #AmmanTT will take place this Tuesday at 7:00 PM. After the success of the first one, I hope to see many more people there. It will take place at Sumaya University as well.
Here’s a link to the event page on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/#!/?sk=messages&tid=1330640506709
For those of you who miss Y’s presence on this space.
I <3 Y
Other Conversations with Y:
My Dead Titanium Body
On Justifying Text
Imperio Steve Jobs
Conversations with an Office Cup
6:00PM Office Conversations
Desktop Crap Blackhole
Internet Existential Crisis
Early morning office conversations
Toshet Thulathi il-”rrrr”
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I’d be a millionaire if I got paid a bareezeh every time I read an article that grieved over the eminent death of privacy or had to listen to a person whine about being a digital statistic for (evil) marketing purposes. “Facebook Pushes the Boundaries of Online Privacy Again”. “Online Privacy Rights Battle Brewing in Europe”. “Congress Should Protect Citizens’ Online Privacy“. It’s Y2K all over again. People are committing Facebook suicides and avoiding Google products due to some irrational fear that the privacy bug will bite their credit cards’ behinds and ruin their social lives.
You know, the truth is that privacy does not exactly exist.
Yes, we are a statistic, and websites are collecting our information to use it for targeted advertising. A fisherman in Antarctica can indeed see pictures of our teddybear on Flickr, provided that he has Internet access. Worse still, our search history is being saved on some massive cloud of information, and websites are logging our surfing habits as soon as we click “Enter”.
The question is: Who cares?
Welcome to 2010, when the second wave of kids who grew up online are starting to flood the workplace. While Generation X is still wallowing over the “lost” days of privacy, the Internet generation is more than comfortable being publicly social on the Web. They expect to get all their nifty softwares for free, and would probably make a face if the website they’re checking did not automatically realize they live in Jordan. Generation Y grew up socializing on MySpace, feeding their media addiction through YouTube, sharing their lives on Facebook, and getting their information from Wikipedia.
Our privacy habits are changing fast because the technology is changing fast. A good example of how privacy is being turned over is the new hottest website, New York-based Foursquare, which allows users to post an update from their phones every time they “check in” to a restaurant. One of the features of Foursquare shows a list of “Who’s here?” when checking into a certain venue, resulting in lots of impromptu Foursquare meet-ups, and almost zero privacy for the half-a-million subscribed users.
This is not to say that privacy does not matter. Of course it does. Yet, what Generation Y realizes and what the rest of the World needs to quickly come to terms with is that there is an acceptable balance between putting up with less privacy and getting more benefits. Many vital online services, like email, are free for us to use thanks to money coming from targeted advertising (remember when Hotmail offered only 2MB of email storage?) The data we put out online also adds more relevance, like being fed information based on what you really want, and getting it wherever and whenever it’s most useful.
The new world is about ultra-personalized information. Augmented reality will eventually allow you to know more about the strangers walking around you. Targeted advertising is already pushing the right ad in your face when you need it most. Supermarket shelves will someday place your regular brand of cereal in an area that you would easily spot when you’re walking down the aisle.
Privacy is dead. Or at least, changing in its very essence. This will be the decade when public displaces private, both online and offline. So maybe the answer to those still hanging on privacy concerns is simply: get over it.
(Originally published in Venture. Written by Roba Al-Assi, May 2010)
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Tomorrow I will wake up and the world will be different.
I will have an inner fight with myself all day, trying to resist reading the grand finale of Lost. I know I won’t be able to stop myself. Afterall, I have never been able to resist knowing what happens, and wikis make my thirst for spoilers so easy to satisfy.
I will sit, taking in every word in the script, reading it as slowly as possible, taking as many breaks as I can between the paragraphs.
I will enjoy the last episode, and the truth in, I had decided long ago that I do not care for answers. I was never much an answer person anyway (which is why I don’t think of spoilers as things that “spoil”). I’d much rather enjoy the dialogue. Enjoy the ideas. Enjoy the time-travel.
Enjoy the last episode of the first TV show I ever watched.
To understand the transformation that Lost has put me through, here’s an excerpt from this post, written not so long ago, in 2006 (two seasons in, I believe):
Last weekend, I call up a friend and ask what he is up to. He says, “I’m running a lost marathon.”
What? A lost marathon? So late at night? A MARATHON? Then it clicks. Ahh… a “lost marathon” must refer to a personal crisis he is facing in his life, and this crisis must be taking a lot of effort from him like a marathon, but as he said “lost”, his efforts are apparently going no where. Ya 7aram!
Then just as I am about to start consoling him, he tells me he has to get back to “it”. You can imagine my confusion. He’s getting back to “It”? How can he go back to a personal crisis?
Later on that week while with a different group of friends, I discover that there’s a really popular television show called “Lost”, and this is when I realized that my friend must have been “Running a ‘Lost’ marathon.” Silly me. My god, the beauty of quotations! The beauty of visuals!
It’s the end of the Lost marathon, and I’m sad.
I will miss the time travel. I will miss Sawyer. I will miss the liberal and respectful borrowing from popculture and history. I will miss the kitschy wigs and the terrible make up. I will miss the weird ass surprises. I will miss the terrible music. I will miss that show.
If only good things never end.
But they do.
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