The Internet is a wonderful place. The Internet is a terrible place. The Internet is where dreams go to live and die in a messy conglomeration of joy, hate, madness, rage, love, sadness, and bewilderment.
We want this Internet place to be safe for everyone.[note]OK, so that's not exactly true. We don't want the Internet to be safe for the truly awful among us. The murderers and rapists and scummy butt blisters who are the subject-adjacent of this post. Though, in fairness, the meaning of "safe" in this instance means "safe from physical harm" rather than the more universal safe implied in this post. At least, I think I have the right of it here...[/note] Yet, so often it is not. Given the right prompting, Internet detectives can hunt down your information, reveal your identity, and really ruin your day. Hell, in some cases, these folks have ruined entire lives, making people feel unsafe in their actual homes.[note]How these jackasses make people feel unsafe is rather varied: rude tweets, doxxing, mailing knives and letters full of threats, or even showing up at someone's house.[/note] It's an obvious problem, and one that thus far we don't really have a solution for -- at least, not one that doesn't involve putting your entire online identity behind a firewall of private accounts. Even then, it doesn't necessarily work, since your private accounts can be infiltrated by especially motivated people. Read More