2. Amazon Are Creepy
Back when I used Amazon (and I'm so pleased to be able to discuss these things in the past-tense!), I came to resent those invasive recommendation emails they sent out on a seemingly daily basis. I always used to imagine them being read to me in a Hal 9000 voice. Hello Elliot, they'd say. We noticed that you spent nine seconds last Tuesday looking at Easyworld albums. Look. Here's the entire discography of David Ford. It can be yours, Elliot, for just £27.98. EW. Again, I know that Amazon's not the only site to track my movements, but for some reason it feels particularly violating to have the music I love assessed by an algorithm and used to try and SELL ME THINGS. At least when you go into a shop and they recommend you something based on your previous purchases, they're using such human traits as memory, empathy and knowledge. I much prefer that to an automated response based not just on my clicks and browsing habits, but also on data mined from millions of other users. Oh, so you've noticed that those who like Dylan also like Mumford & Sons, have you? Go AWAY! LEAVE ME ALONE!