The Importance Of Property Management

This chapter describes the various ways in which our personal privacy is compromised by the digital explosion.

With the rise of the internet, some people argue that privacy no longer exists. From the 2013 revelations of government surveillance of citizens’ communications to companies that monitor their employees’ internet usage, this argument seems to be increasingly true. Yet, Harvard Law professor Charles Fried states that privacy, “is necessarily related to ends and relations of the most fundamental sort: respect, love, friendship and trust” (Fried 477). However, Fried is not arguing that in a world where privacy, in its most simple terms, is becoming scarce that these foundations of human interactions are also disappearing. Instead, Fried expands on the traditional definition of privacy while contesting that privacy, although typically viewed

As human beings and citizens of the world, everyone values their privacy. It is a right that is often looked over and taken for granted by most. Since the beginning of time, there have been concerns about individuals’ rights to privacy and their personal information remaining confidential. Our founding fathers had concerns about this which is why, “…this right has developed into

Modern Americans see privacy as one of the greatest freedoms. When Edward Snowden revealed the NSA surveillance program, the citizens of the United States were appalled by the extent of access the NSA had to personal information. However, according to Dan Tapscott in his essay, “Should We Ditch the Idea of Privacy?” we post just as many details daily on our numerous social media outlets. The majority of the information we freely post is not meaningful and does no harm to us by being public, yet there is a dangerous side to our open-book nature.

Privacy is what allows people to feel secure in their surroundings. With privacy, one is allowed to withhold or distribute the information they want by choice, but the ability to have that choice is being violated in today’s society. Benjamin Franklin once said, “He who sacrifices freedom or liberty will eventually have neither.” And that’s the unfortunate truth that is and has occurred in recent years. Privacy, especially in such a fast paced moving world, is extremely vital yet is extremely violated, as recently discovered the NSA has been spying on U.S. citizens for quite a while now; based on the Fourth Amendment, the risk of leaked and distorted individual information, as well as vulnerability to lack of anonymity.

A morbid melancholy stole over me. Anxiety gnawed at my heart. I was a living corpse. There was a feeling of chill in the air every day as I felt. I faked illness so as not to go to school. Despair hangs heavy in the stifling air. It was a dreary day for me , cold and without sunshine. I dread people and always avoid people. The door was locked from the inside. A cold grey light crept under the curtains. The windows were secured with locks and bars. The room felt cold and sterile.The flowers faded for want of water. A single lamp was suspended from the ceiling. The clock ticked louder and louder in a quiet room. I regarded the room as a refuge from the outside

I looked at the screen closest to me, where I saw a house. The alarm went off, but no matter how loud it was, there were no movements inside. On usual days, you’d hear the sound of hurrying footsteps, the sizzling sound of oil on a hot pan, water splashing in the bathtub upstairs, and then the garage door would open, and the car would drive out. Today, it was silent. No movements could be heard in the vacant house.

I awoke on the concrete floor, my wrists bound behind my back. As my eyes adjusted a narrow barred window too high for me to see through from where I sat resolved into view. White moonlight washed in, painting rectangles across the tiles.

A cacophony of sirens filled the air as my body shuddered on the ground. The black asphalt was cold, the sky was dark, and dozens of faces gathered around me, staring at the convulsing carcass that they knew to be, Brian, the carpet guy. The crowd faded, hands were shoved underneath my head, my legs and the small of my back, and I was lifted onto a softer, more elevated resting place. Above the sirens I heard the heavy thuds of two car door slamming. I began to move --- worry set in. It had become clear that nightmare and reality were converging.

I woke slowly, eyelashes fluttering gently as I blinked my way into reality-- gently rising from the slumber I had plunged into the night before. Sunlight was just barely sneaking through the bamboo blinds of my light pink room, leaving my bed in a shadow of deep purple as if it was afraid to pull me from my dreaming too soon. The room was still chilly and the floorboards a frigid slate of ice as I pulled on the slipper-socks that my mother had set beside my bed, and sleepily padded over to the window.

Dark room only thing I could see was the moon light coming through the window. The room smelled like must. Unknow if Christina was in to room. Beforehand, dreams of sweet meadows and flowers, riding on a bike with family. Pain struck as if I had fallen on a bicycle seat the pain continued as if I fell harder than I expected.

Today, individuals are sacrificing privacy in order to feel safe. These sacrifices have made a significant impact on the current meaning of privacy, but may have greater consequences in the future. According to Debbie Kasper in her journal, “The Evolution (Or Devolution) of Privacy,” privacy is a struggling dilemma in America. Kasper asks, “If it is gone, when did it disappear, and why?”(Kasper 69). Our past generation has experienced the baby boom, and the world today is witnessing a technological boom. Technology is growing at an exponential rate, thus making information easier to access and share than ever before. The rapid diminishing of privacy is leaving Americans desperate for change.

Customer data is almost as valuable as the currency exchanged for goods and services in business and many experts believe that customer data is the currency of choice for many business segments (Bridgwater, 2013). Having context, or gaining business insight as it is described by Bridgwater, around what the customer data means is when this data is most valuable and that is where some of the challenges line-up for managing this data as valuable currency.

She stopped. The flat gold carpet tipped at a forty-five degree angle, then swirled away when she reached for it. The end table swooped and crashed a sharp edge into her arm. Then the floor lunged in and slammed against her side but not before her outstretched arms cleared the table of pill bottles, candles and lotions. The black lamp tipped, embroidered shade popping off and she felt the fall vibrate the walls as she lay there breathing. A lazy film of powder rose from where the light bulb used to be. Juice dripped onto her back. It was ice-cold and fresh from the refrigerator. Once she realized what it was, she sprang to her feet, no longer dizzy and righted it. Half gone already. It was the last she had.

The soft carpet rubbed against my cool feet as I entered my bedroom. In the darkness, I reached for the wall, in search of the light switch. I walked towards my desk and gathered some papers, bent over and placed them into my backpack. Yawning, I zipped up my backpack and placed it beside my door. I turned off my light, closed the door, and leapt onto my bed. I buried myself under the ice cold blankets wondering what tomorrow would have in store.