I found a new silly diversion. I should have found it weeks ago when my friend Dawn first mentioned it. She said she could see my backyard perfectly from her desk at Gulfstream. Anil had my laptop and the site doesn’t work on MAC so it escaped my attention for a while. S.G.’s recent post reminded me of it and I thought to check it out. It is Zillow.com. It is perfect for nosy types of people who would never dream of asking rude questions about your financial worth. I know that you can always log on to the county assessors’ public tax logs, but this gives soooo much more. With Zillow, you get satellite images of people’s homes from four different angles. This worries me a bit because I spend more time at my pool now that I haven’t a 9-5 job. After seeing what is so public, I now know that I can live with tan lines.
It is interesting to see how public our lives really are. Technology is simply astounding. I give away pieces of personal business here on the blog, but I would like to believe that I share what I don’t mind public. I know, however, that I am lying to myself. My life and actions are made public in so many ways.
Citibank knows that I think Armani makes the best slacks. They know that I have a thing for Hermes scarves. Beverage City probably knows when I have been drinking simply because I buy two packs of Camel Lights on the same day. The NTTA knows when I travel through a toll booth and how fast. If they desired, government agents would know exactly how many tampons are used in my house. (Costco + AmEx receipt = #of feminine products used in monthly cycle.) Knowing what I willingly give doesn’t make me feel better about people seeing me actually live.
I do not know how often the Zillow images are updated or how long they are saved, but I see enough to make me uncomfortable. What if a buddy drinks a lot at one of my crawfish boils? Can authorities pull satellite images to convict him of DWI in court? What if my husband or I cheat on each other? Can we subpoena footage of the tryst? How much can actually be seen? The images ofon this site tell me that I should change my habit of drinking milk from the gallon unless I first put on Anil’s boxers and t-shirt. OK, and use a glass.
Big Brother is surely watching, but we are, undoubtedly, willing participants.