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How to Hide on the Internet

Big Brother is watching you!

The internet seems to thrive commercially through Big Brother tactics. Everything you browse or click on is recorded and digested by commercial websites, whose sole purpose is to figure out who you are.

This leaves me feeling nervous. Hell, I myself don’t even know who I am. So how dare someone else nose into my business and try to figure me out.

But I’ve come up with a way to fool them. A way to hide my identity, and keep Big Brother off my track.

My method is based on the theory that we are all enigmas. And we are enigmas not by how we hide ourselves, but by what we show about ourselves. When I observe other people, they all seem crazy to me. And I’ll bet when others observe me, they think the same thing. So it seems we’re all crazy by everyone’s perspective.

Except for Big Brother’s perspective. With all of Big Brother’s algorithms and data-crunching programs, he’s knows us much better than we know ourselves. We’re not crazy, to Big Brother. We each fit neatly into patterns that only a computer can understand.

So if you want to hide on the internet, you must find a way to confuse Big Brother’s computer. Here’s what I do to accomplish that goal:

I don’t want BB to know I’m retired, so sometimes I pretend I’m a manager of a Del Taco who moonlights at Sea World cleaning shark tanks. I do this with internet searches such as, “how to hire hard workers for low pay,” and “safe ways to fire underpaid disgruntled employees.” Also, “workers comp for shark bites,” and “how to secretly free a killer whale.”

I want BB to think I’m a woman. So I sometimes search for best buys on bras. I’ve bookmarked overstock.com. And I click on ads for pregnancy test kits.

I sometimes shop on Amazon for random items I have no intention of purchasing. Then later I delight in watching ads for these unwanted items pop up on various websites I visit.

I’m skinny, but BB doesn’t need to know my body size. So I search for fat farms, and peruse dieting websites such as nutrisystem.com and jennycraig.com.

BB doesn’t need to know my real name either. So sometimes I fill out online forms using the name “Laura Knotreely.”

I’m an atheist. But as far as BB is concerned I’m a First Southern Baptist who googles Bible verses like a Sunday School teacher preparing a big lesson.

And I don’t belong to any political party. Which is why I make sure to check in with nationalreview.com at least once a week.

So as far as BB is concerned, my name is Laura Knotreely, and I manage a Del Taco while moonlighting at Sea World. I have eclectic tastes when shopping. And I’m also fat, religious, and very conservative.

Now you know none of this is true about me. But please don’t tell Big Brother.

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  1. What an awesome idea! No more Tippy-toeing around Big Brother, just be blatantly somebody else. Of note, my spouse and I share an Amazon account and a few others, so I can’t get too wild. Whatever I browse pops up in his feeds, too. He’d faint if he saw a pregnancy test appear. Jenny Craig might prompt a comment like, “Don’t worry about the muffin top, honey, I love you just the way you are.” The How to Free a Killer Whale searches might cause him to suspect I’m not really going to poetry group on Thursday nights. 🙂

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    • Sounds like you can have some good fun with your spouse, doing this. You might at least get some strange looks from him. Just be wary when he starts googling marriage counselors.

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  2. Somehow I have a feeling that whole thing could backfire spectacularly. I prefer to simply be me – I’m so boring that even if BB is watching, nothing is likely to come of it. For all I care, they can follow me around all day, and they’d probably fall asleep after the first hour.

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    • Since that’s the case, you can throw BB off by clicking on exciting websites, such as rock climbing, exotic vacation destinations, and politically controversial forums. Then maybe BB will start watching you more closely, but for all the wrong reasons. It’s just fun to mess with BB.

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