Last week's blog attracted some interesting responses and shows that I'm not the only one that's noticing a looming privacy problem out there.

The free world is in a flurry at the moment.

Every now and then I look up an old friend. While he looks a lot better than he did a couple of years ago, he's still the same, frustrating kid I grew up with.

I hate spam. I hate it with a deep and abiding passion. It is one of those things that manages to stir the deep pool of seething fury that lurks just below my austere exterior.

It's funny working in an industry where, even at its lowest point, there are still stupid amounts of money being thrown around.