"Your inbox is awash in spam, your boss is chuckling over your credit report, and you've got a sneaking suspicion that Uncle Sam counts how many Löwenbräu you chug. Yes, your privacy's shot to hell, and you're tempted to shrug and settle for an open source life. But privacy isn't like virginity, forever lost after the first trespass. With some work, "reprivatization" is possible. Use this three-tiered guide to pick a level of solitude. But be warned: Going all the way off the grid is more Ted Kaczynski than Howard Hughes." Rest of article here: http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/10.07/start.html?pg=14
Pete, you're a gem - please keep finding these nuggets. They're worth their weight in gold, at least here in the Emerald Isle, where the colleens have ruby lips and silver hair, and all the credit cards are platinum. And...and...bored now.
I have no credit cards. I have no home. I have no phone. I have no life I do have a wireless internet connection. I have moved :^) Dang now the women can't find me
