Only the Person has the right to choose to use a service or not!
With the nagging scandals around personal data on the Internet, the relevance of confidentiality and its problems is growing. Many of our data is used for the benefit of us such as cookies for comfortable use. However, websites can invade personal life. Not only the first and last name, but also the so-called technical data can be collected. It may include
- IP address
- User’s operating system
- Browser type
- Geographical location
- Internet service provider
- Access to all devices (camera, microphone)
It is foolish not to use all the possibilities of the Internet and refuse it. The Internet is a part of modern life. It is difficult to maintain their privacy on the Internet where data is worth its weight in gold. Thanks to the data and advertising flourishes, which we often come across. Nowadays there is Big Datasets collected from all industries. On the basis of them are made the complicate calculations to determine certain goals. For example, taking the data of all the transactions of stores you can understand what products people take with what and at what time. Based on this, stores do marketing. However people could not realize that their wish is just good analysis. Everywhere there are bad and good sides.
By sacrificing our privacy, we get excellent services that greatly simplify our lives. Almost all don’t read Policy Privacy and give all the information without understanding that. People need to learn to manage and clearly separate virtual and real life. A large amount of data is transmitted by the users themselves. Thus, I am convinced that only the person himself has the right to choose the conditions he needs.
One of the best poems for Motivation
If— BY RUDYARD KIPLING
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
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