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Actually, Location Sharing in Relationships Is Bad. If you’ve ever considered sharing your every move with a significant other, you probably have an opinion about location- sharing apps. I’ll always know where they are!” is one opinion. I’m not trying to stalk someone I could easy talk to instead!” is another. I’m of that second opinion.

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It’s not what you think. I don’t shy away from always- on friend- tracking because I enjoy skirting off to odd parts of town, doing secret things. Download The New Despicable Me 3 (2017) Movie.

I’m just not a fan of the idea that we should turn our smartphones into GPS tracking beacons any more than we need to, especially when doing so makes me avoid talking to my loved ones. On the flip side of things, I’m also opposed to the alluring concept of stalking my friends, watching where they’ve been and where they’re going. This is creepy, yes. It’s also bad. The location- sharing feature that lets us spy on our friends isn’t necessarily something we asked for. It’s something that big tech companies thrust upon us. It appeared thanks to newfangled capabilities in our smartphones and became a feature that some used to soothe their needs and anxieties.

We don’t know if tracking your loved ones’ every move is a good thing. Not yet, because the future is still fresh. But I have my doubts. Let me be clear. I celebrate the personal decisions that help you live your best life. I’m not here to criticize those. I am here to second guess location- sharing apps, fraught with privacy implications and untested interpretations of intimacy, as well as the implications they thrust upon our relationships. Keep that in mind as I invite you to disagree with me.

This week, GQpublished a brief essay endorsing the idea of location sharing in relationships. The writer, a fan of tracking her significant other with Find My Friends, alludes to the app’s creepy reputation in the first paragraph. Beca Grimm, writing for GQ, claims that watching her boyfriend in real time is convenient and even soothing. Says friend Jason, “If two people need to keep tabs on one another like this, outside of genuine safety concerns, then maybe they should talk more and rely on technology less.”Talking more is a really great idea!

We forge relationships and dedicate ourselves to each other so that we might build a connection that supersedes the notion of interaction as transaction. Becoming close with another person involves trust and understanding. Should that bond require a GPS beacon? I don’t think so. This new notion of location tracking leaves behind centuries worth of precedent that demands we simply communicate with one another.

One human telling another human any detail about their goings on or whereabouts or mood is a valuable exchange. But look at this quote from the GQ essay: For my relationship, location- sharing simply helps reduce boring- ass communication with my partner. When you feel a pocket buzz and see your beloved’s name bubble appear, it’s nice to retain hope the message may hold a saucy photo—or at the very least, a sweet note—as opposed to an ETA demand. It’s nice. But those boring bits are important. When I feel my pocket buzz, I just want to read what my beloved’s gonna say. I don’t need a saucy photo. I just want to imagine hearing their voice, compressed into the pixelated message bubble that I’ve come to understand as communication.

Would I rather open a map and watch that person slide across the Earth, hopefully shifting ever so slightly towards me? There’s only so much a blipping dot on a map can tell you. Unlike a GPS- powered beacon, a text message or a phone call can say, “I love you.” It can say, “I’m angry that you’re late.” Or it might just say, “I’ll be there soon.” And sometimes, I just want to know those little details, that someone I care about will be here soon, that they’re thinking of me along the way.

I love to read them say these boring little things in a stupid little text on my computer phone. These feelings don’t come from an uninformed point of view. I’ve been in a relationship for over three years, and we actively decided not to use Find My Friends, for all the reasons listed above.

We recently revisited this issue of surveilling our loved ones, when we got a puppy and debated whether or not we should install a camera in our apartment to keep track of her. So far, we’ve decided against it, and I believe the reasoning for that decision is not dissimilar from the reason why we’ve avoided Find My Friends. It all comes down to trust and control. If you’re going to leave a puppy alone in an apartment, you have to trust they’re not going to get into trouble. Sure, we’re talking about a dog here, but trusting the dog to behave is also trusting yourself not to be anxious about outcomes you can’t control. And you can’t control everything, as much as you might think you can.

After all, having the ability to watch something happen doesn’t mean you can stop it from happening. What you think you see on the puppy cam might also be different than what’s actually happening in real life. The idea of a smartphone app that turns my relationship into a Pac.

Man game is hard for me to handle. To me, location- sharing apps like Find My Friends in romantic relationships amounts to embracing the Orwellian inevitability of smartphones. Yes, with GPS- enabled devices, we can see where anyone is at any given time. No, this innovation does not amount to progress in terms of how we interact with the people we love most. It actually seems rather destructive, since it discourages you from talking to your partner and potentially misleads you about their activity.

Just because your smartphone can do this thing does not mean that your should use your smartphone for this purpose. Like I said from the start, you should use Find My Friends if you think it makes you happy. Good luck with that.

I’m firmly grounded in the idea of interacting with my friends and loved ones on a human level. That doesn’t mean watching a dot roam around a map.

It means talking to them and hearing what they have to say. Maybe I’m old fashioned for believing in the basics. Maybe I’m dull. I’m certainly not anxiously cradling my smartphone waiting to see where any given friend will go.

That seems creepy as hell.

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FACT: That was the only good thing that happened in the NFL last season. The rest of the season was miserable, but that pick? You guys were really feeling yourselves after destroying the Packers, weren’t you?

Only made it sweeter when the Skins bombed against a Carolina team that was already mailing it in, and then were finally eliminated on the above play. The Giants weren’t even playing for anything. GLORY TO GOD. I despise this team. Every indignity they suffer is a victory for mankind. They belong in the dumpster with their awful playbooks.

By the way, the Skins are gonna pay the man who threw that pick $2. I’m over the moon. Your coach: Jay Gruden. Again, Jay Gruden sounds exactly like a handyman running you through an estimate. Once you hear it, it cannot be unheard.

Patch it up with some joint compound and then you’re set to go. Looking at around, eh, let’s call it $2. Remember when he truthered one of his own player’s concussion problems? That was fun. I have no confidence in this man to do anything useful. Any success of his is a clear accident. Elsewhere on the staff, Sean Mc.

Vay fled to the Rams and the team dropped defensive coordinator Joe Barry after his masterful strategy of NOT putting his best corner on Antonio Brown backfired. And how did Gruden fill both these vacancies?

On offense, he promoted Matt Cavanaugh, whose greatest claim to fame is presiding over the worst Super Bowl- winning offense in history. On defense, the team conducted a bizarrely drawn- out search (can this team ever not bungle a hiring process?) that included also- rans like Gus Bradley and Mike Pettine before they were forced to meekly elevate Greg Manusky to the job. I love it when the Skins get spurned by every possible outside candidate before turning around, finding some pud already in the building, and then being like, “Well this was CLEARLY the man for the job.” But they did manage to bring in one very special assistant. People of D. C., your defensive line is in good hands now that Jim Tomsula has arrived. Jay Gruden may sound like a handyman but Tomsula IS one. All the man needs is a piece of cardboard and some gum from the underside of a park bench, and he’s ready to WORK. Your quarterback: Kurt Cousins!

Apart from full- on contraction, I can think of no better fate for this team than for them to be held hostage by a thoroughly average, hotheaded quarterback who times his interceptions for maximum devastation. Kirk Cousins’s franchise tag in 2. Skins will probably have to pay up if they don’t want him to walk to L. A. How marvelous. Since Dan Snyder and his toadies have all the interpersonal skills of a Trump press secretary, they fucked up every possible aspect of handling the Cousins situation. They could have locked him down at $2.

Then they low- balled Cousins when he outplayed that figure. Then Cousins personally appealed to Snyder for a trade and was denied. Then they tarred Cousins as greedy. Then team President Bruce Allen—aka Fancy Vinny Cerrato—kept calling him “Kurt” and the PR staff attributed it to his accent. At this point, the Skins have essentially painted themselves into a corner where they’d actually benefit from having Cousins snap his leg while playing out there. I was around this spring as this fanbase tried to talk itself into every possible Kirk Cousin endgame scenario.

Kirk Cousins is gonna throw 1. Snyder. I love him now.

What’s new that sucks: Oh, the just the standard Skins thing where they froze their own general manager out of the pre- draft process, let him twist, canned him right before the draft, and then deliberately leaked stories about him being a drunk to the Washington Post. An official with direct knowledge of the situation attributed the decision to Mc. Cloughan’s ongoing problems with alcohol. This has been a disaster for 1.

Yep, just another pathetic offseason in Dan Snyder’s crypt. Not only did they smear Scot Mc. Cloughan on their way out of town, but of course they kept his draft board and scouting reports and used all of them. I cannot emphasize enough how gross these people are.

Allen is a boozer who doesn’t like anyone stealing credit from him, and who openly told Mc. Cloughan, “Nobody likes you in this building. Nobody wants you here.” Join us next offseason when he leaks to Liz Clarke that Jay Gruden is a crack addict. He and Snyder and Larry Michael and PR goon Tony Wyllie all deserve to rot in hell. After a cursory GM search that included mildly amusing rumored candidates like Mike Mayock, the team decided to hire from within (what a surprise!) and promote Doug Williams. And with that, Snyder’s supply of Glory Days Skins to trot out when everything is a raging tire fire has been just about depleted.

On the field, the team lost De. Sean Jackson and Pierre Gar.

Pryor was the Browns’ best wideout last year by far and they let him walk for nothing. Did that ring ANY alarm bells in Ashburn? Did it cause them to wonder at all about Pryor’s penchant for turdery? No, they already knew he’d fit right in. And really, what does it matter?

This team doesn’t really give a fuck about winning football games. Snyder has an enormous hard- on for a new stadium and is already muscling press outlets and bribing state governors to get it.

Everything else is window dressing. All he cares about is getting a new joint where he can charge $1. Pepsi logo on everything. Look at this fat ruddy shitheap: That Tostitos bag.

Given this man’s business acumen, I expect Pepsi. Co to go bankrupt sometime within the next five days thanks to this partnership. What has always sucked: Vile. Disgusting, vile, despicable, miserable scum. Like the President, the Skins have fashioned bullying and incompetence and proud ignorance into their brand essence, alienating most of society while cultivating their own grotesque orc base that cheers on their every fuckup and excuses their monstrous treatment of fans, employees, and entire municipalities. They have found their niche as the Official NFL Team Of Terrible People and have no compunction about exploiting their standing to the fullest. Indeed, I think Snyder ENJOYS having this team shoot itself in the face every offseason.

Shamelessness is the only business he seems to thrive in. They deserve to have nothing but bad things happen to them from here into infinity.

And to Terry Mc. Auliffe and any other dickless pol who is actually entertaining the idea of gifting Snyder his own billion- dollar Snyderworld stadium? Fuck you a million times. Shame on you. Shame on you and everything you’ve ever stood for. Pairing up with this team is the surest sign that you give ZERO fucks about the people you purport to represent. You should be jailed for war crimes. No themed Tostitos for you.

Terry Mc. Auliffe was willing to publicly trash D. C. He’s a rat- faced fuck. On the field, the team is still counting on Junior Galette for the pass rush even though he was hurt all last year and has a penchant for whipping people with belts and beating up the help.

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You won your trademark suit in federal court! Now the only thing stopping you from changing the Skins nickname is basic human decency.

Looks like you’ll be the Washington Redskins for a very, very long time. They had a nice draft. Did you know? Buy two Skins season tickets and get a free bundle of tiki torches! HEAR IT FROM REDSKINS FANS!

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