I’ve been thinking a lot about identity lately. Not in the existential sense, but the literal one: my name, my face, my contact information; all of the things that don’t tell you who I am, but still sort of tell you who I am.
A common post I’ve seen floating around the interwebs lately is the “I Don’t Track You” statement, wherein the author assures the reader that they don’t employ any privacy-invasive analytics methods.
I finally installed LineageOS on my old Nexus 5x. I’m not entirely sure why I did it, seeing as Lineage dropped support for the 5x over a year ago, but the simple act of deGoogling one of the most Googley of the Googled devices I have felt surprisingly cathartic. Sometimes...
Like many technologists out there (see: nerds), I have an inordinate amount of obsolete technology that I can’t seem to make use of, nor part ways with. The thought of trashing perfectly good gadgets is a painful one, and not the least bit unsustainable. There are enough old smartphones and...