I mean, this whole thing sucks, but I can't think of any apps that I'd actually go through the inconvenience of uninstalling just so someone at border patrol can't see them, including "treasure troves" like Gmail/Drive. I'll just unlock my phone, let them look for whatever they're looking for, and carry on with my life.
It's an invasion of privacy (to what extent is debatable, but I'd rather not make a stance there), but so is going through my luggage, x-rays, etc. I understand why they're there, and I have a tiny twinge of "what if they find something weird" every time I go through the airport, but I also trust the system (again, to some extent) and recognize why these processes exist.
Fun fact: I've accidentally tried to go through security post-9/11 with a half-dozen hunting knives in my carry-on (after a camping trip) and they were very concerned at first, but just asked some questions, told me to throw them out, and let me through.
Saying "if you've got nothing to hide, why worry?" is a trope by now, but I'm clearly not the person they're looking for and I'm not too worried about a mild, temporary inconvenience if they mistake me for a Bad Guy.
Very interesting read. Shocking how G+ moves from "hey, you don't need to manage 100 logins" to "Hey shady people, come siphon data from people that don't understand privacy".
The Android ecosystem had already gone down that rabbit hole years ago. I think we're at the stage where it doesn't seem like a commercial identity provider is going to look out for our privacy at all. Definitely a challenging space, but one where we can wrestle back a lot of privacy we've lost.
It's an invasion of privacy (to what extent is debatable, but I'd rather not make a stance there), but so is going through my luggage, x-rays, etc. I understand why they're there, and I have a tiny twinge of "what if they find something weird" every time I go through the airport, but I also trust the system (again, to some extent) and recognize why these processes exist.
Fun fact: I've accidentally tried to go through security post-9/11 with a half-dozen hunting knives in my carry-on (after a camping trip) and they were very concerned at first, but just asked some questions, told me to throw them out, and let me through.
Saying "if you've got nothing to hide, why worry?" is a trope by now, but I'm clearly not the person they're looking for and I'm not too worried about a mild, temporary inconvenience if they mistake me for a Bad Guy.