The Time Machine
I recently did a long and very tedious job of backing up and archiving the contents of my old email inboxes.
I recently did a long and very tedious job of backing up and archiving the contents of my old email inboxes.
I’m increasingly distant from Google. Aside from the privacy issue, which is no small concern, and the intrusiveness with which it attempts to distill every movement of my finger to serve me targeted ads, I’m doing much less due to the increasingly insignificant nature of its search engine in my life and online searches.
In the last few days, LinkedIn sent to me an email to celebrate the anniversary of my registration: there are 14 years that I own an account. After I unsubscribed from Twitter, it is now the oldest social account I have. But it’s the least used, and that’s the least representative of me.
I’m not used to speaking well of Apple, quite the opposite. Over time, however, my position has softened. I still think it lags behind others in terms of the software it provides, but I use practically all its operating systems, and for better or worse, they’ve not only become a habit for me: they’re a given.