We desperately need legislative action against #instagram on a European level. So many people are only reachable on Instagram, and it is impossible to message them without giving up your private Data to the Facebook concern.

I can't blame anyone for using Instagram. If I wasn't such a hard-headed privacy advocate I would use it too because in many subcultures it's the only way to learn about new events or to contact people.

This is a big problem also for #DigitalIndependence, and it's even harder than ditching Windows for example. You can replace programs with alternatives but you can't replace social interactions.

#diday #dud #dudgemacht

""Doctor Proteus - this is Mr. Haycox." "How are you?" said Paul. " 'Do," said Mr. Haycox. "What kind of doctor?" "Doctor of Science," said Paul. Mr. Haycox seemed annoyed and disappointed. "Don't call that kind a doctor at all. Three kinds of doctors: dentists, vets, and physicians. You one of those?" "No. Sorry." "Then you ain't a doctor." "He is a doctor," said Doctor Pond earnestly. "He knows how to keep machines healthy." He was trying to build up the importance of graduate degrees in the mind of this clod. "Mechanic," said Mr. Haycox. "Well," said Doctor Pond, "you can go to college and learn to be a specialist in all sorts of things besides making people or animals well. I mean, after all. The modern world would grind to a halt if there weren't men with enough advanced training to keep the complicated parts of civilization working smoothly." "Um," said Mr. Haycox apathetically. "What do you keep working so smoothly?" Doctor Pond smiled modestly. "I spent seven years in the Cornell Graduate School of Realty to qualify for a Doctor of Realty degree and get this job." "Call yourself a doctor, too, do you?" said Mr. Haycox. "I think I can say without fear of contradiction that I earned that degree," said Doctor Pond coolly. "My thesis was the third longest in any field in the country that year - eight hundred and ninety-six pages, double-spaced, with narrow margins." "Real-estate salesman," said Mr. Haycox. He looked back and forth between Paul and Doctor Pond, waiting for them to say something worth his attention. When they'd failed to rally after twenty seconds, he turned to go. "I'm doctor of cowshit, pigshit, and chickenshit," he said. "When you doctors figure out what you want, you'll find me out in the barn shoveling my thesis.""

— Kurt Vonnegut: Player Piano, pp. 133-134

Given the situation in the US I'm now living in Canada, and I'm looking for a new job as my current one is obviously American. If you are or know a Canadian employer with use for a person in Toronto with a good understanding of SQL databases, Linux administration (mostly Debian but I can do Fedora), HTML-based Web backends, ServiceNow, and Microsoft cloud offerings, plus some networking experience (office networks and outbound-filtering firewalls), technical writing skills, and significant programming experience with Rust, Python, C#, and PowerShell, please get in touch via email or DMs.

#GetFediHired #FediHire #fedihired #jobs