The WWW and the Purse Seine – the net is being hauled in.

Dr. Weeks’ Comment: As I suggested in the late 1980’s , a  “web” is (by definition) designed to “catch” things and the WWW.  is designed to catch the world population…  this next step should be STOPPED since privacy is a highly valued state of being…

This is one of our internet providers. This is pretty serious stuff if the Congress is really up to taking down our internet privacy.

I am writing to ask you to join me in the fight for your right to privacy online.

A panel of the U.S. House of Representatives has just advanced legislation that would force ISPs to retain logs about your online activities. That’s the last thing that we want to do!

The Electronic Frontier Foundation sums it up well: “The U.S. House of Representatives is currently considering H.R. 1981, a bill that would order all online service providers to keep new logs about our online activities, logs to help the government identify the web sites we visit and the content we post online. This sweeping new ‘mandatory data retention’ proposal treats every Internet user like a potential criminal and represents a clear and present danger to the online free speech and privacy rights of millions of innocent Americans.”

Today we retain most customer IP allocation logs for just two weeks; we don’t need them beyond that period, so they are deleted. Storing logs longer presents a risk to you, and potentially makes our customers the target of invasions of privacy.

I urge you to click to write to your representatives in hopes of stopping this bill and preserving your right to privacy online. If you have a little more time available and if you want to make a much bigger impact, I also would also encourage you to call your House Representative. Calling can be more effective than sending them email vie the form, and you can find out what your Representative’s position is. Click to phone your represenative, you can look up their contact information and call to tell them you oppose H.R. 1981.

You can learn more about this topic in the full article on my blog, click here to read, comment and share.


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Dane Jasper
CEO & Co-FounderP.S.: See also the article,  EFF Warns Congress: Data Retention Would Endanger Privacy, Gain Little
but let’s end with some poetry…
Robinson Jeffers

The Purse-Seine (1937)
Our sardine fishermen work at night in the dark of the moon;
daylight or moonlight they could not tell where to spread the net,
unable to see the phosphorescence of the shoals of fish.
They work northward from Monterey, coasting Santa Cruz;
off New Year's Point or off Pigeon Point
The look-out man will see some lakes of milk-color light
on the sea's night-purple;
he points, and the helmsman turns the dark prow,
the motorboat circles the gleaming shoal and drifts out her
They close the circle and purse the bottom of the net,
then with great labor haul it in.
I cannot tell you how beautiful the scene is, and a little terrible,
when the crowded fish know they are caught, and wildly
beat from one wall to the other of their closing destiny
the phosphorescent water to a pool of flame,
each beautiful slender body sheeted with flame, like a live rocket
A comet's tail wake of clear yellow flame; while outside the
Floats and cordage of the net great sea-lions come up to watch,
sighing in the dark; the vast walls of night stand erect to the stars.
Lately, I was looking from a night mountain top on a wide city,
the colored splendor, galaxies of light: how could I help but
recall the seine-net gathering the luminous fish?
I cannot tell you how beautiful the city appeared,
and a little terrible.
I thought, we have geared the machines and locked all together
into inter-dependence;
We have built the great cities; now there is no escape.
We have gathered vast populations incapable of free survival,  insulated from the strong earth, each person in himself helpless,
on all dependent.
The circle is closed, and the net is being hauled in.
They hardly feel the cords drawing, yet they shine already.
The inevitable mass-disasters will not come in our time
nor in our children's, but we and our children must
watch the net draw narrower, government take all powers””
or revolution, and the new government take more than all,
add to kept bodies kept souls--or anarchy, the mass disasters.
These things are Progress;
Do you marvel our verse is troubled or frowning, while it keeps
its reason?
Or it lets go, lets the mood flow in the manner of
the recent young men into mere hysteria, splintered gleams,
crackled laughter. But they are quite wrong.
There is no reason for amazement: surely one always knew
that cultures decay, and life's end is death.

Shine, Perishing Republic (1963)

While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity,
heavily thickening to empire
And protest, only a bubble in the molten mass, pops and sighs out,
and the mass hardens,
I sadly smiling remember that the flower fades to make fruit,
 the fruit rots to make earth.
Out of the mother; and through the spring exultances, ripeness and
decadence; and home to the mother.
You making haste, haste on decay: not blameworthy; life is good,
be it stubbornly long or suddenly
A mortal splendor: meteors are not needed less than mountains:   
 shine, perishing republic.
But for my children, I would have them keep their distance
from the thickening center; corruption
Never has been compulsory, when the cities lie at the monster's
feet there are left the mountains.
And boys, be in nothing so moderate as in love of man,
a clever servant, insufferable master.
There is the trap that catches noblest spirits, that caught--
they say--
    God, when he walked on earth.
Robinson Jeffers

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