Project 313 – Post No. 044

Living halfway around the world, very little of my time is spent thinking about the European Union. In fact, I’m not even sure who or what  “European Union” actually is. I think it’s something like a vague notion put into half-baked practice but don’t quote me on it. Like I said; I hardly think about it. 

Except for these days; these days, the European Union — Union in name only — is making itself aware in the form of GDPR. Not a day goes by that I don’t get a notice from one or more InterWeb sites to read and agree to new privacy regulations.  

Here’s the gist of it . . . because most InterWeb sites are — and want to be — global, they have to abide by the European Union’s new rules regarding privacy and data collection and data sharing. 

Here’s what I like and why I’m not that upset . . . sites currently e-mailing me stuff need me to specifically agree that they can keep mailing me stuff. Any site that in the past required some form of registration has to now ask for permission to keep using my information. Heck, to date, some of the notices I’ve received are from sites I’ve not used in years and which I had forgotten about. 

I’m not upset about GDPR because I no longer have to futilely click on the unsubscribe button; now, by just ignoring the privacy notice, those places will have to drop me from their e-mail rolls. Sites I have no interest in will have to dump my information. 

Thank you, Europe . . . wherever you are. 

Wait . . . since I’m not an EU citizen, not all GDPR provision apply to me. In fact, none do. But, again, because most sites are global, it’s easier for companies to treat everyone the same as opposed to determining which rules apply to which people. So, yes, my e-mail’s inbox will clear up . . . but I’m not sure companies will also be forced to remove my data because I live in the US and here everyone is a product to be harvested, packaged, and sold. 

And now, the photo:

Project 313 044

That’s another example of old photos finding new life because of processing options that came available in the last few years.

That particular scene has a lot of information and a wide range of light and shadow but in a narrow spectrum of color — mostly, green.

Don’t get me wrong; I could definitively process the photo in such a way that it looked great and had impact and structure and presence . . . if viewed on a large platform like a 30-inch monitor. But, take that photo and look at it on a smaller screen and it reduced to an unremarkable green mess. 

I could have done what I did above — pushed the colors — but the rules are not the same for a photo as they are for a painting. Pushing the colors on a photo makes the photo unrealistic; it jars the senses and it’s immediately recognized as artificial; as fake; as a lie. 

But, do the same as I did above, make it a bit like a painting, and we now “know” no one is trying to fool us. No; we’re given something that our brains will interpret as an artistic rendition of a real scene. But, the brain does more . . . it interprets that artistic representation back into the actual scene; it accepts the very same colors that if appearing in a photo would seem jarring. Not only that, but it interprets them as pleasant.

The reality is that if we were to be magically transported to that place, it would look like something like THIS. Say, you know what? I just realized I don’t have a gallery of photos from that particular trip through the Smokey Mountains. Hmm . . . another thing I’ll have to remedy before I die. 

Anyway, which do we prefer? Real or artsy? I guess it depends on the person and how big a screen they are viewing. From my (limited) experience, the artsy presentation is likelier to be appreciated precisely because it’s an exaggeration but one not in conflict with our mind’s eye.

And now, more Mr. Boffo goodness. 

Yes, those don’t look like ruby slippers, but close enough. By the way, the actual ruby slippers look to me more like ruby shoes; ruby medium-heel shoes. Same for Cinderella’s glass slippers . . . they have a heel and there’s no indication of them being fuzzy or sporting a bunny face. 

Being one of them non-native citizens, I imagine the reason they are called slippers is that they lack laces and buckles and are, instead, “slipped” on to wear. I suppose the language has changed a bit since back then since “slippers” now have a different connotation. 

I wonder if I walk into a store and ask about leather slippers I’d be directed to the display of fine gloves?

The doodle is a continuation of the previous doodle, or rather, a different incarnation of it . . . Meh! Supernova Remnant.

Meh! Supernova Remnant

And . . . that’s it

Some of these posts will likely be longer as the mood hits me, but most will be thus; short, uninteresting, bland, and relentless.

You can read about Project 313 HERE.

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18 Responses to Project 313 – Post No. 044

  1. colonialist says:

    That and things like Pseudonymisation have to now come into my overtaxed brain because I deal with books that are written in EU countries. What a bind! The photo/painting reminds me strongly of a striking work by one of the great impressionists. I can’t remember who, but a print is up on the wall of my brother-in-law’s house so next time I visit I’ll have a look.

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  2. Emily Scott says:

    Actually, sites don’t have to reseek your permission – if you already gave your consent in line with GDPR requirements. Most of these emails are probably overkill or caused by sites not being confident that your original consent met requirements. See


  3. disperser says:

    I know. The majority of the e-mails are actually information telling me the site in question has made changes to their privacy policy and that unless I opt out, nothing will change. But, I do now have a more robust opt-out available to me.

    But, again, again, this primarily applies to EU countries. Here in the US it’s voluntary so I don’t anticipate my privacy improving in any way.

    However, a few sites have specifically asked to reaffirm their right to e-mail them or they will drop me (I’ve ignored them, hoping they will drop me).

    And yes, all these e-mails are overkill and yes, probably because most companies didn’t keep a copy of the original consent.

    One funny thing happened with one company (I won’t mention who it is) . . . their privacy notice got sent out to a bunch of people but they weren’t blank-copied; they were copied so that everyone could see the other e-mails . . . ironic, really . . . the e-mail letting me know they took steps to protect my information (including my e-mail) exposed my e-mail to thousands of other people and vice-versa.

    They then had to send another e-mail informing me of the breach of their privacy policy occurred while informing me of their brand new privacy policy designed to protect my privacy.

    . . . you can’t make this stuff up . . .


  4. “everyone is a product to be harvested, packaged, and sold. ” And they say the US doesn’t produce products to sell any more….(watch out, since you blurted out the secret, the drones are headed out that way… HAHA)


    • disperser says:

      Three reasons why I’m not worried . . . 1) it’s an open secret 2) the people who profit know most “products” don’t pay attention 3) maybe ten people will see this blog and they know enough to keep their heads down lest they get noticed.

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  5. PHOTO: reminds me of a line from a poem “what beauty shines in dappled light”… :-)
    I enjoy both real AND artsy!
    CARTOON: Hmm…seems the Scarecrow, Cowardly Lion, and Dorothy are not too sharp! Now they will be hobblin’ down The Yellow Brick Road.
    DOODLE: I like the bronze, silver, and black together!
    HUGS!!! :-)


  6. I don’t read the things just send them to the trash can.
    Theres been too many people complimenting you this time, I’m starting to think I missed one of your posts where you are pleading for attention, you know; the usual stuff :) Hugs Ha!


  7. AnnMarie says:

    Like your photo, however, the Original I REALLY LIKE!
    Your doodle is understated, yet quite elegant.


    • disperser says:

      I’m not sure I shared the original. The one I linked is just one of the ones from that trip and it’s one of the better ones. I should do a post about the above photo and its editing.


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