#1 Posted on 15.7.03 1120.41 Reposted on: 15.7.10 1122.47
I've got some time to kill before my lunch break, so I thought I'd share a little anecdote that held my interest for all of five seconds this morning ...
My local newspaper ran a story by a local columnist about the supposed lack of privacy in America today, which included the following paragraph :
As if all these mailings and confirmations aren't enough, all the companies I've heard from make a point of telling me that many more details about their privacy policies can be found on their Internet Web sites at www.whatever.com.
Now, I'm sure the columnist in question (who, if past articles are any indication, is very techno-phobic) wasn't actually referring to a specific web site called Whatever.Com; he just came up with the first generic web address that popped in his head, without thinking about the consequences ... those consequences being, of course, that the online version of the paper automatically converts URLs to clickable links.
So, here we have a computer-illiterate newspaper columnist, who is unwittingly sending his online readers to a website with unknown (to him) content ... Considering the "questionable" subject matter that can be found on web sites with seemingly innocent-sounding URLs, I was all set to have a good chuckle at the expense of some unsuspecting housewife stumbling upon god-knows what kind of online filth that could be found at Whatever.Com.
Okay, I know the suspense is killing you ... You wanna know what kind of sick and twisted pornographic material you get when you visit Whatever.Com?
Sadly, you're only re-directed to an online store dedicated exclusively to teddy bears ... What a letdown. Here I was, expecting this guy to be caught up in a flood of controversy and demands for his dismissal over an innocent oversight in judgement (giving me plenty of opportunity to laugh at his misfortune), and all I get are teddy bears.
Bah, I wasted precious time clicking the link, so I figured I'd have you all waste time reading about it