The Secret Service has used a technology called Locate X which uses location data harvested from ordinary apps installed on phones. Because users agreed to an opaque terms of service page, the Secret Service believes it doesn't need a warrant.
They will justify what they want. The rules are made up, and the laws don’t matter.
I’ve made my peace with the eventual gestapo knock on my door. If you haven’t, just stop using social media entirely but it’s probably to late if you can see this.
Opting out of social media these days is considered inherently suspicious. It definitely came up the last time I had to undergo a background check for work.
I have a LinkedIn account. It has the list of recent jobs I’ve held and my education.
That’s my social media presence.
Things like Lemmy are my secondary presence that I keep anonymous.
It’s never been an issue during my background checks. But then, if anyone ever dared to ask me about my lack of presence, I’d give them a level stare and tell them that I practice what I preach.
They said straight up, “I googled you and couldn’t find a Twitter or Facebook account. What are you hiding?” I had to teach them who Armand Jean du Plessis was.
I have created a Home Alone inspired shotgun trap at my front door for when the inevitable comes knocking at my door for shitposting too close to the sun. (This is also a shitpost, maybe)
They will justify what they want. The rules are made up, and the laws don’t matter.
I’ve made my peace with the eventual gestapo knock on my door. If you haven’t, just stop using social media entirely but it’s probably to late if you can see this.
Opting out of social media these days is considered inherently suspicious. It definitely came up the last time I had to undergo a background check for work.
I have a LinkedIn account. It has the list of recent jobs I’ve held and my education.
That’s my social media presence.
Things like Lemmy are my secondary presence that I keep anonymous.
It’s never been an issue during my background checks. But then, if anyone ever dared to ask me about my lack of presence, I’d give them a level stare and tell them that I practice what I preach.
How so?
They said straight up, “I googled you and couldn’t find a Twitter or Facebook account. What are you hiding?” I had to teach them who Armand Jean du Plessis was.
I have created a Home Alone inspired shotgun trap at my front door for when the inevitable comes knocking at my door for shitposting too close to the sun. (This is also a shitpost, maybe)