Posts Tagged ‘idiotic privacy settings’

why randall stross is an idiot

Monday, March 9th, 2009

In a tweet last night (I caught this morning), @ConvincingIndie shared and article that has me thinking… If Randall Stross can be published in the New York Times, anyone with an eight-grade education and a MySpace account is ready for a byline. With one short article, he erodes intricate privacy concerns to caveman-speak.

…”disclosure becomes the norm and privacy becomes a quaint anachronism.”

Is he kidding? As more and more middle-agers add their boring to Facebook’s vast yawn network, we need more privacy, not less. This proves Randall can easily blather about a topic he misunderstands. (Journalism!)

[FB] offers advertisers a target of 54.4 million members of all ages. But if an advertiser wants to narrow its target audience to those 25 or older, the number drops to 28.8 million. Narrow it to those 30 or older, and [FB] has 20.3 million to offer.

So, Randall, you’re saying a 5yr-old network, only open to non-college/-high school users since 2006, has more under-30s than over? Do the math, neuron-free, and you’ll realize 95% of users from before 2007 are still under your insignificant age choice. (Journalism!)

Considering FB claims it has 175mill users, you have to wonder why Randall didn’t do an arbitrary age comparison on the larger group of non-targets. (And maybe mention how FB defines this market?)

Asked how many members ever change a privacy setting, Mr. Kelly said 20 percent.

FB’s revenue (when they eventually start getting some) is based on active users and their connections. For that reason (and others), they make the settings hard to find. A tech-savvy, long-time FB using friend of mine just found friend lists. That 20 percent is miraculous.

Members can selectively restrict access to some items, such as photo albums and videos. But customizing permissions for this or that, via multiple clicks, is no one’s idea of a good time.

Seriously. This guy has a job?

Anyway… It’s not that people are too impatient to update their settings, they’re not aware they can. It’s understating to say the settings are tedious but to downplay them as useless is absurd. (Let’s see how that first inappropriate status/photo read/seen by your boss hits you and how motivated you are to create a “colleague” list.)

When the distinction blurs between one’s few close friends and the many who are not, it seems pointless to distinguish between private and public.

Psst… less than ten minutes devoted to creating a friend list with separate permissions would solve his “blur” problem. His understanding of the tool is overestimated, misguided and terribly short-sighted. (Journalism!)

FB’s a remarkably useful platform for networking, keeping up with family and sharing with friends. Take an hour today (I don’t advocate using FB during work because you already do) and make a list of friends, colleagues and family. Use the privacy settings to adjust who sees what and share freely from here on out.

Then email Randall (stross//at//nytimes//dot//com). Tell him how easy it was, why you find it useful and that I sent you. The NYT seems in need of some insight that I’m happy to provide. (At a reasonable price.)

Cross-posted at SD&IF.

[facebook] free for all

Friday, January 16th, 2009

I’ve forgone the typical ‘free for all.’ Didn’t notice? Word, thought so. Moving on…

While I don’t personally add applications to my Facebook profile(s), some are all about it. They’re ass deep in “Which Reservoir Dog Am I?” and “All the Places I’ve Been You Haven’t” boxes. Which brings me to the “Whopper Sacrifice.”

Facebook is famous for its cluttered friend lists. Some are still friends with folk they met while filling their URC‘s or those hot girls they met at freshman orientation. (With entire self-tagged albums in bikinis, tagged with “gross” or “fat,” desperate for contradictory comments.)

Why not exploit it? I think the Whopper Sacrifice is a smart concept (read: best they can do; lame). It takes commonality and provides branded incentive to address it. It’s better than the Angry Whopper or [insert recent BK campaign/promotion here] (sans, maybe, the King). And more thoughtful than JCPenney’s “Doghouse.”

Facebook shut it down, citing privacy concerns, and missed the viral publicity. (They have no financial model; you’d think they’d be keen on ideas like this.) The only infringement is a notification to the “sacrificed” they’ve been dumped for a chance at a Whopper, which is different than clearing an inflated friend list.*

For Facebook to take a stand on privacy is hypocritical at best. Their incentive is to make the site more public (promotions, growth) so the bulk of the privacy settings are near-hidden, convoluted to the point of useless (if used at all; not to mention the bugs). The default settings aren’t private.

It’s another in a list of blunders no one remembers. They’ve posted anything you were doing on third-party sites with an opt-out model (because they’re idiots), added the news feed (again, opt-out after backlash) and stupidly redesigned with an option to revert to the old site.

Facebook’s obviously blinded by dumbass so it shouldn’t surprise that they’d miss the whole point of the Whopper Sacrifice. (Is “hope no one realizes we’re inept” a business model?) To think otherwise is Memento-esque.

… Actually, show of hands: before this, how many of you knew about Whopper Sacrifice? Were pissed about the redesign for a week and then forgot how the old one looked? Remember the pre-news feed days? Knew FB and BlockBuster and others are being sued?

Seven, all, none and none of you? Hmm. Well… whatever. Still worth it.

Note: More on the Whopper Sacrifice on I’m Just Sayin’ Show. Inspired by all the projects at PhizzPop last night that were made possible by Facebook’s short-sighted, infringing adaptations.

* The de-friended could easily re-friend the de-friender after s/he’s enjoyed her/his over-sized morsel of near-beef. Whether the now re-friended is subsequently de-friended (again), without their immediate knowledge, is entirely up to the de-friender. (Follow all that? Things got a little rough toward the end there.)