Prince data miner

She hoped her Prince Charming was a data miner
hacking his way to her as we speak
sluicing terabits to find out all about her

She expected her Prince Charming to be a data miner
working up a sweat to pan her thumbs and hearts
dredging her interests and skills to create a match

She waited for her Prince Charming, a data miner
who’d love everything about her before they even met
so she shared her preferences, medical history, police record

She knew her Prince Charming would be a data miner
and awaited his first message –
I know you. We belong together.

I’ve just read a scary article in The Guardian about Tinder and the gathering of personal data. Tinder (honestly) states you should not expect that your personal information, chats, or other communications will always remain secure. Somehow, that article led to this poem. Which means I’m on day 2 of OctPoWriMo 2017!

13 thoughts on “Prince data miner

    1. Angela van Son Post author

      It’s so extreme that my mind won’t even sci fi about it, I know I’m totally behind on what’s possible and that it’s worse than I can imagine.

      1. memadtwo

        When I went to freeze my credit after the Equifax breach, they ask questions to determine if you are you who say you are…like they knew what job I had in 1975! And there’s no oversight at all…

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