On Privacy, or What happened when I googled myself

I googled myself yesterday, and I wasn’t at all surprised when the Google couldn’t find me (at least, it took them a page or two to turn up anything relevant).  I have scrupulously inspected the privacy settings for browsers and email and set them to the maximum level.  I’ve made a concerted effort to be almost entirely anonymous on the internets – no facebook, no twitter, no photos on the homepage of my former department.  Apparently, other people who share my namesake have not done the same – they are everywhere!  I consider this a boon.

I’ve never particularly wanted a web presence.  Moreover, I’ve never particularly wanted a public presence.  I value my anonymity.  Maybe it’s the ethnographer in me, but I like being one in a crowd.

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