Dear Google:
I read with great humor about your company’s Three Stooges act on lower Greenville this week. Sadly, it’s the kind of thing that I would expect from a hubris-driven multi-national such as yourself – the idea that you can do whatever you want, regardless of privacy concerns, and not have to explain what you’re doing. After all, what possible objection could we have? We’re just people. You’re – fanfare here — Google.
I’m still having a hard time figuring out why someone at Google didn’t think people would object to your contractors, without ID, scurrying around alleys and backyards on a mission so super secret you still won’t tell us what it’s about. Maybe you don’t have to worry about crime in whatever Google paradise you live in, with your driver-less cars and Google glasses.
But we take strangers scurrying around our alleys and backyards seriously here. We have spent two decades cleaning up the neighborhoods in this part of town, getting rid of the drug dealers, crack houses, working girls and other assorted urban woes. That means calling the cops whenever someone we don’t know is scurrying around our alleys and backyards. The only surprise about the neighborhoods’ reaction is not that it was so swift and thorough, but that it wasn’t swifter and more thorough.
The other thing you forgot? This is Texas. People carry guns. And use them.
Sincerely,
Jeff Siegel
