48 hours of video are uploaded to YouTube every minute. To say that’s a lot is an understatement - mind you, it’s probably a figure which won’t surprise most regular Internet users. But more important than upload is download, who is watching all this video?
So you’ve managed to stay off Facebook, and you’re not really sure of the purpose of Twitter. No biggie, there’s plenty of other sites for you to browse on the Internet. Except there’s not. More and more websites now require you to sign up using your Twitter or Facebook login details, or as it affectionately known, your personal information.
The question that continues to be the root of hundreds of debates, is what does this mean for your privacy? Well, for a start, more and more people know more and more about you, and they are loving that data. But are you worried, and do you care? Of course not, there’s a bank, police file or weird stalker that already knows pretty much everything about you anyway.
So this weekend, I found myself in Shoreditch. Previously I never considered myself cool enough to grace this part of LDN, but curiosity took ahold and I set off to experience the alternative parts of E1.
There’s definitely a look that comes with hanging out in this part of town; short trousers, boat shoes with no socks, glasses with fake lenses and vintage (charity) clothing. And the must have accessory? A huge camera. Everybody’s a photographer here and they take photos of anything and everything. I went to a pub and two guys literally just sat taking photos out of the window. But I digress, the interesting thing is that it’s a community; a odd dressing community, but a community nonetheless.