Incoherence posted:

The Facebook button is basically a big visible tracking image: you can make them 1px in size and invisible if you just want the side effects. One common use for tracking pixels is in mass emails, where you use the loading of the tracking pixel as evidence that the user read the email (and didn't just delete it).

But, again, lumping all of this together as "tracking" is oversimplifying: you have to consider both the data that's being collected and what the recipient is doing with that collected data. A major company like Facebook is both less likely to sell their data wholesale (they might use it for ad targeting but consider it enough of a competitive advantage that they won't share it with others) and more likely to catch a major negative press cycle if they misuse it.

loquacius posted:

If the PMs at my company our selling our tracking data they're certainly not telling me about it

Burt Sexual posted:

My bulk email provider calls them beacons. And they only show it was opened, not read

runupon cracker posted:

Back at my last job I was tasked to add tracking "pixels" to mobile apps aimed at small children. We had this in our privacy policy on the website, but nobody reads that poo poo anyway (and hoo boy imagine me trying to explain to management how "pixel" was inaccurate). It wasn't too bad on iOS, but our apps would get regularly slammed on Android (where everybody can see everything) with people asking "why does this company feel they need to track my child's activity?" Fuckin gross.

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So the worst thing I ever have ever done was this. I cheated on my girlfriend of four years with a woman who was engaged, and then when my relationship ended mailed the fiancé a video of the affair, I took without the woman knowing.

Here’s the full story. I was in a four-year relationship with someone that was going badly. We met, and dated for three of those years in a remote area where there were few other people. During the final fourth year we moved to a city, and lived together. As that year continued it became clear that our lives were going in different directions, and the relationship kind of came apart.

Anyway! On to what I did. During this time, I met another couple through a common interest. It became apparent to me pretty soon that the woman was interested in fooling around. There was flirting, touches that lasted longer than platonic ones would, and just a feeling. Anyway, we started hooking up, while still being involved in other relationships. Worse still, during this time I was pretty good friends with her fiancé, and I introduced both of them to my girlfriend as my friends and we hung out a couple of times.

Although likely not the worst, the most illegal thing I did was secretly record my affair. During this time, I also secretly recorded myself having sex with this woman in the bed I shared with my girlfriend. I won’t get into the reasons I did this beyond my own awful perversions. My girlfriend never found out and we eventually broke up in a very messy ending that has haunted me since.

Regardless, after this I was bitter enough to the world and wanted to inflict pain on someone else that one night while drunk I mailed a video of myself with woman I secretly recorded to her fiancé, whose address I had because we were generally friends.

I think to date, this is still the only thing I’ve ever done that rewarded me in no way and that I did only to hurt or destroy something else. Anyway! They broke it off after receiving the video, and it was never traced back to me. Because of the angle the video was at you couldn’t make out who she was having sex with, and I doubt I would ever get into legal trouble because of this event.

Anyway, this was the worst thing I have ever done, and now SA is the only group that knows it. I am here for questions or judgments.

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Obviously the intellectual part of me knows that physiognomy is a quack and has been disproved, but deep down in the superstitious part of me I think there is something to it. There has also been a lot of harm caused by people who promote physiognomy to spread racism and hate. Or it's just racists trying to add some plausibility to the absurdity of their claims. Either way- that's all kinds of messed up and that kind of stuff has no place in our world.

Anyways - I don't know if this falls under physiognomy or just straight up demonic possession. I was at a high school retreat with my church and we had broken out into small groups. For this specific activity, we were in a circle and took turns sitting face to face and holding hands with the facilitator for an affirmation. I don't know what the point was, if she was just supposed to tell us that we are special and all God's children etc or if we were supposed to provide some kind of profession of faith.

It was my turn and I faced the group leader and I placed my hands in hers. As she talked, her face started to warp and transform. The room around her darkened and her face changed horrendously. I started freaking out in my head and couldn't hear anything she was saying. I kept it together long enough to get out an Amen or whatever I had to say to finish and get back to my spot in the circle.

Everything went back to normal, her face was fine, and I don't think anybody noticed anything either in her or my reaction. I didn't know anybody in my group that closely so I never said anything about it. What I saw was always still her face, it never turned red or got fangs or anything like that, but definitely changed and took on a much more evil aspect.

I took this as some reflection of inner turmoil on her part, or even possibly a false life that she was living as a supposed role model and religious facilitator. Maybe she didn't really believe what she was promoting, or had some other vice in her life.

This also happened one other time at a business student competition. It was the state meet and it involved a written portion in addition to a verbal interview. I had the same gripping terror as the interviewer's face warped and did basically what I described above.

I can also do this if I look myself in the mirror for long enough without breaking eye contact. I assume I am either seeing my future self or a true reflection of my inner failings e.g. laziness, eating junk all the time, not doing enough to help other people.

I haven't thought about it in about 5+ years but I may try looking in the mirror tonight to see if anything happens. I remember my girlfriend freaking out one time after I was looking at her eyes so I don't think she'd be up for another round of intense eye contact to see whether there is evil lurking in her soul (LOL). At this point I'm chalking it up to being in intense situations where my brain was overwhelmed and couldn't handle the intensity of being face to face with somebody, but you never know.

loquacius posted:

Yeah I think it's more likely you have social anxiety than that you're psychic, but you never know I guess

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Obviously the intellectual part of me knows that

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2 years ago I had a wonderful life. I had been married for 3 years and had a baby daughter. I loved my family more than life itself. I had a job I enjoyed and my wife and I had just purchased our first home. Things were going remarkably well.

I always had a higher sex drive than my wife; we both understood this going into the marriage. After the birth of our daughter, my wife had an extended recovery period in which sex was out of the option. That, coupled with general baby exhaustion and stress, reduced our sex life to about twice a month.

I began to increase masturbating, from once a day to 3 times a day. That kept the beast at bay, so to speak. But my interests in pornography waned quickly, I craved the real thing.

Our daughter was 8 months old and our sex life got normal again, but I still kept that idea of cheating on my wife on my head. Just a fantasy of course. For a little bit.

My wife headed back to work and life returned to normal. But then came the weekend I hosed it all away.

My wife visited her sister’s for a weekend, as her sister was getting married soon. I agreed to watch our baby and the house, giving my wife a relaxing weekend. She left on a Friday night and would return Sunday night.

On Saturday morning I got horny and realized this was my chance. I found a hooker online and had her come to the house. I realize now this was my mistake, but I couldn’t leave my baby alone or take her to a scuzzy hotel.

We had sex and, honestly, I hate discussing this part. It was good, really good. But not worth what came next.

The hooker left and I took care of our baby. And late that night my wife secretly came home. We had a baby monitor which was connected to the internet and allowed us to hear from any room on our phones or laptops.

Unknown to me, my wife had it on at her sister’s and was showing off how well behaved our daughter was. And then she heard me. Moaning and panting and screaming, and the hooker doing the same. She used the app to record it all. In a rage, she booked the first flight home “to save her child”. Not our child anymore, hers.

I lost my wife and only see my daughter every other weekend now. I lose half my check to child support, and will until my daughter is 18. I lost the house and live in an apartment now. I still have my job but don’t enjoy it anymore, my personal life is too much of a wreck.

Let this be a lesson to all. Don’t throw away your life.

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Just feel the need to tell someone that I hate most aspects of my day-to-day life. I don't mean this in a suicidal way as that is not anywhere on my radar, more in a sense that most of the activities that I need to engage in daily are not enjoyable to me at all.

First, my job. It pays well and I like some of the people I work with, but I can't stand what I actually have to do. I have fallen into business development (i.e. sales) and although I'm reasonably good at it, I really do not enjoy it. I hate having to constantly be looking for leads, calling strangers, and searching for ins to companies to try and setup deals and partnerships. It's exhausting and demotivating.

I love my family, but I dislike my daily routine outside of work. I wake up at 6:30am to start getting ready for work, and get my elder daughter up at 7:00am. It's go go go making my lunch for work while also getting her dressed, fed, and making sure she's all packed for daycare while my wife watches our newborn daughter. I drive her to daycare, then home, then it's off to work to a job I don't enjoy.

Evenings I get home around 6:30-7:00pm depending on the day and then it's doing my best to get our elder daughter fed, showered, and to bed while finding time to get dinner down my throat. By the time all is said and done it's 9:00pm and at that point my wife and I usually spend time making sure paper work is done, talking about things that need to be done around the house, and planning for all the errands that need to be done on the weekend. Maybe we'll sit and watch TV for 30-60 minutes before heading to bed.

Weekends aren't much better, as we're pretty much running around the whole time taking care of things that can't get done during the week, and then Sunday afternoon is spent cooking meals for the coming week as there's just no time on week nights.

Don't get me wrong, I love my family. My daughters are amazing and my wife is a lovely, but as so many of our interactions are operational, it takes most of the enjoyment out of what we do. There's high points here and there, but as a whole there's very little enjoyment to be had.

I don't even really have friends anymore because I just don't have time to go out, and even if I could swing it, I'd feel guilty about pushing additional burden onto my wife or spending even less time together than we currently do.

Sorry, this is probably a pretty boring confession, but I felt the need to vent.

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2 years ago I had a wonderful life. I had been married for 3 years and had a baby daughter. I loved my family more than life itself. I had a job I enjoyed and my wife and I had just purchased our first home. Things were going remarkably well. 

loquacius posted:

Caganer posted:

that is hella illegal - at least one party needs to consent to a recording

she's going to get slammed hard in court

RCarr posted:

What makes you think she didn't consent?

RCarr posted:

What makes you think she didn't consent?

Runaktla posted:

Either way I doubt it would be illegal as parents can consent on behalf of their children and the baby monitor wasn’t even intended for that purpose. He just happened to stupidly do something in front of it.

RCarr posted:

You can have a "reasonable expectation of privacy" if you are committing a crime?

So if I murdered someone in that bedroom, and happened to say out loud "My name is RCarr, I live at 123 fake street, and I am now leaving the room.", which the baby monitor recorded, that evidence would get thrown out in court?

SciFiDownBeat posted:

Voter discrimination is "technically illegal" but that doesn't stop the South, no sir

Caganer posted:

ALFbrot posted:

Do you really have a reasonable expectation of privacy if you personally set a recording device in your room, and then personally ensure that it is permanently casting to your wife's phone, and then you gently caress next to it

ALFbrot posted:

Oh just a creeper then

Do you also happen to have extensive knowledge on age of consent and Romeo and Juliet laws

Solice Kirsk posted:

Maybe he's a private eye.

Also, why didn't the husband just say he was watching porn?

Caganer posted:

no but i do have extensive knowledge of which public transit systems you can drink on

bart: no
caltrain: yes
amtrak: "You may consume private stock alcoholic beverages only in Sleeping Car accommodations for which you have a valid ticket."
while driving: yes (in mississippi)

sandoz posted:

MTA: yes but only in a paper bag with a straw