Security! Secuuuuuuuuuuuuuriiiiiiiiity!

Call me paranoid (that's my third name: Drusilla Stubborn Paranoid de Lanor), but I've got a hard time trusting some people, groups, institutions or programmes.

I'm wired that way. Deal with it.

I find it utterly scary to see people surrendering private info in the blink of an eye... Or taking things at face value.

Let me explain. Two things happened in the last two days.

First, my council estate is going through a few works. They're changing the staircase doors and the old entry phone system (not a security thingy as they claim; they just want to raise the rent. Full stop).

Having a door that hasn't got a key? That's bound to be messy, but when I raised objections, someone made fun of me (I'm currently praying all the gods I can think of [atheist here, so that's just a figure of speech; ta, muchly!] that that person will end up stuck with a non-cooperative door one day - just to show that I was right to be wary).

The new entry phone system? Linked to the tenants' phones.

A - everyone's supposed to have a landline now (I do, for work, and I'm ex-directory - for a very good reason that's no one's business but mine... so I'm not giving it just to anyone who asks - and when I did ask who would store my number, no one could answer me!)

B - everyone's supposed to have a mobile these days (hell, no!!!)

Since I only have a non-mobile phone, I asked what would happen if there was someone at the door whilst I was chatting with someone for work (I don't have the enquiry call function). I got a blank stare and no answer.

Since my phone's for work, I didn't give any number, and I find myself in limbo (I can see them twisting my arm into surrendering my number in the end).

Apparently, I'm the only one who asked questions, and I overheard neighbours last Friday who were "delighted" with the new doors because it's "so much better". It is not better, and we'll get to pay for the improvements (that are nothing but red herrings).

I wanted to smack them and tell them to wake up and spot the trap.

People can be sooooooooooo gullible.

Speaking of annoying things, I caught one webpage (another one) that made my blood boil (again).

First, I tweeted, but my anger was bigger than that, and so, for the first time I clicked on a link to post a comment on a newspaper's page.

It was through Disqus, and I clicked the "Connect with Twitter" thingy. And then, it wanted me to surrender my timeline to their stats and reposts and well... everything but my DMs and password! How kind of them!

I have nothing to hide, but I don't want them to monitor everything I do on Twitter just because I want to yell at a twat in one comment.

I had a few bird names for them, closed the window (with more bird names), and I decided to write to the editor... And that was another circus: they wanted my name (normal - they got it), my postal address (for an e-letter? Sure... I may have given them my cousins' in... not the country where I reside right now), my e-mail (normal - they got it), and my phone number (for an e-letter? Sure... I may have given them... erm... some phone number *cough*).

Between the topic that prompted me to blow a fuse and the tone of my letter, I'll never hear from them again.

Drat!!!!!!!!!! Note to self: if there's a next time, copy your letter and post it here, you silly girl!

Anyway, it's rather disturbing to have to surrender so many things to be allowed to join the playground - and people do it without asking why.

My phone number to open the door? There you go.

My blessing to see who my friends are, what I tweet and who I follow? Yes, of course!

My phone number and postal address to be allowed to send you an e-letter? Be my guest.

Of course, we have to trust some people/groups/businesses/whatever, but I'd really like my fellow Earthlings to behave a lot less like sheeple.

But they're never going to do the work not being a sheeple demands (tooooooooooo tiring, too hurtful for the brain).

One just has to look at the success, for example, of the TSA brainwashing, to realize that things are pretty bad worldwide... 

Wakey-wakey!