Search Engine and Privacy

Search Engine and Privacy
I followed a link that led me to, a search engine that delivers privacy.

As I signed up for the newsletter, the “occasional news,” I recently got a note about their publicity.


I only watched part of the clip, yet, it hammered home a point I’ve been so serious about for so long: security and privacy.

On more than one occasion, I’ve had a client ask if I was taking notes. I don’t. I have an astrology chart that I depend on for recalling material conversations, situations, and whatever. To be truthful, although I can easily invoke “pastoral care” privileges, see the fineprint you agreed to when you accessed this web page, but that’s a moot point when compared with my notoriously porous memory.

On the lawyer shows, the defendant says, “I can’t recall,” and then, the plot twists. However, there is no plot twist, I can’t remember.

“That’s what you said last time.”

Because it’s the chart I read.

I’m acutely aware of how porous the security “membrane” might be, as I’ve done this for years. I’m an early adopter. I wasn’t there at the dawn of the internet, but I was there moments after the sun rose. Weird coincidence, that bastion of social liberty and leftist leaning, the University of Texas at Austin, that was one of the first websites I ran up, and I wasn’t even a student. I also learned that the material was subject to ‘search and seizure,’ being a play on words, but nothing is removed from the watchful eye of “them.”

Here’s the deal, I store names, sometimes a physical mailing address, and that’s about it. No credit card information. No details of the readings, ever.

Then, too, the “payment processing gateway” I use? Several, but the one that handles the subscription process? They store the credit card number, not me.

Search Engine and Privacy

No numbers, no secrets, no need to worry about loss, theft. Ultimate in security. If I don’t have it then I can’t give it up.

Make sure and read the fine print.

R.I.P.D. — the movie
Any movie is always made better at the Alamo Dafthouse (cinema and cafe). Going in, I suggested, one word, “Ghostbusters.”

What I was hoping for, in the “reels” before hand, I just figured from the previews for the movie, seemed like the perfect filler. More ways than one. Same kind of arts, same sort of story, apocalypse — undead, etc.

Ryan (I think that’s the star’s name) and, of course, the Dude. The Dude abides. Fun supporting role for Kevin Bacon. Mostly just CGI stuff, monsters, gore, and the Dude.

I’d go with, “The Dude abides.”

About the author: Born and raised in a small town in East Texas, Kramer Wetzel spent years honing his craft in trailer park in South Austin. He hates writing about himself in third person.

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