De-Googling

This will probably get me in trouble but I’ll admit it: I don’t like Google. Yes, I use Gmail because, to paraphrase those bumper stickers on Teslas, I started using it before I knew they were evil. I have an Android phone cuz it’s either Google or Apple. Pick your poison. But I don’t search with Google. I use Qwant or DuckDuckGo. Besides believing Google is a toxic company, it does stuff that’s either really scary or really stupid. Two cases in point.

  • Google Maps once sent me down a dead-end street then told me to turn around and go back to the main road I’d been traveling on before turning. Why? Hard to say, but there was a house for sale at the end of that dead end. Coincidence? I think not. Either the homeowner worked for Google and tweaked the search in his favor or the realtor paid Google to randomly send people down that road.
  • The only things I search for in Google are phone numbers. When I get a call from a number I don’t know, I don’t answer it, of course, but I also look it up to see if it’s legit or, more likely, spam. Quite often, Google will give me a list of entries, some of which display the following message:

Can anyone explain why I’d want to do a search without the only item I was searching for? No, cuz there is no valid explanation. What I usually get are listings of businesses who paid Google to show them when there are few other results. I guess this is what’s known as “search engine optimization”.

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This is what you get for following Google Maps religiously.

Battling Bumper Stickers

I’m very interested in cognitive dissonance. It’s the other pandemic we’re in the midst of. I’ve written about it in my blog on several occasions. The subject is far from dead. Here are two egregious examples:

In the past few weeks, I saw two cars bearing bumper stickers that sent completely opposite messages… on the same car! Each car was festooned with about a dozen stickers endorsing the MAGA cult as well as its nefarious leader. But one also had a sticker proclaiming:

More Love, Less Hate

What?!? Huh?!? The patron saint of hate was promoted all over this car. Who’s got room for love? What gives? The other car I saw, in addition to the aforementioned creepy MAGA stickers, also wore one that said:

I ❤ The Constitution

That one gave me intellectual whiplash. No one has ever abused and run roughshod over said document than the scofflaw the other stickers endorsed. He makes Richard Nixon look like the proverbial boy scout.

I wish I’d had the presence of mind to take photos of those vehicles because I’m having a problem trusting my memory about such inanity. I have just one reaction.

Wow.