#just in case you want some ammo for whenever your parents or whoever get one of these things

[hungwy]

In a press release, the FTC said that "Ring deceived its customers by failing to restrict employees' and contractors' access to its customers' videos, using customer videos to train algorithms, among other purposes, without consent, and failing to implement security safeguards." In one case, an employee "viewed thousands of video recordings belonging to female users of Ring cameras that surveilled intimate spaces in their homes such as their bathrooms or bedrooms," the FTC said.

That allegedly occurred between June and August 2017 and invaded the privacy of at least 81 female users of Ring products. "The employee wasn't stopped until another employee discovered the misconduct. Even after Ring imposed restrictions on who could access customers' videos, the company wasn't able to determine how many other employees inappropriately accessed private videos because Ring failed to implement basic measures to monitor and detect employees' video access," the FTC said.

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Amazon completed its purchase of Ring in April 2018. The FTC complaint says that in August 2020, "a whistleblower notified Ring that between March 2018 and September 2019, a former employee had provided Ring devices to numerous individuals and then accessed their videos without their knowledge or consent."

The complaint continued: When the employee left Ring in September 2019, the whistleblower alleged that he took copies of these videos with him—without the knowledge or consent of his unsuspecting victims and without Ring noticing that anything was amiss. In February 2019, Ring changed its access practices so that most Ring employees or contractors could only access a customer's private video with that customer's consent.

"Importantly, because Ring failed to implement basic measures to monitor and detect inappropriate access before February 2019, Ring has no idea how many instances of inappropriate access to customers' sensitive video data actually occurred," the FTC said. "Indeed, Ring only discovered the incidents described above through the good fortune of employee reporting, despite having given employees zero security training and no responsibility to engage in such reporting. It is highly likely that numerous other incidents of spying, prurient behavior, and other inappropriate access occurred entirely undetected."

(emphasis is mine)

[crystaljenkiins]

Yes.

Wanna know what kind of baby momma I am? I'm the kind who would never use her child as a bomb, as a weapon to aim low. I don't find it necessary to prove to the father that I love my sons more than he does or that my child loves ME more because I'm the present parent. You want to know why that's not necessary? Because the proof isn't in the words I type out in a message and hurl at the absent father. The proof is found in my home, ya know, the one you've never stepped into because you're not relevant to my life. But come on in and look at my fridge. Taped up are all the school assignments my children bring home for me to admire. Next to that are the hand drawn papers they doodle for me. In my room, one of my little ones wrote "I love you momma" in choppy writing and permanent marker. And still, that's not my ammo. That's my inspiration. I'm the kind who moves on. You did me dirty? You broke my heart? You lied, cheated and left? I know the path we took. I was there for it. I lived our story until the end. But it ended. Again, it ended and so did we. The feelings that come after a breakup? Oh man, they are fucking raw. Especially when there is a child between you two. With Ricky.. I hated him longer than I loved him. I had this bitter feeling rolling around in my chest whenever I saw his facebook. Drugs, bitches and parties. That's ALL you saw. He would never ask if Evan needed anything, yet he himself would sport Jordan shoes and fresh outfits, bragging about how expensive it was to ball as hard as he did. And I sat through all those years, silent. Because with or without him, my son had shoes and clothes and toys and books and art supplies and games and tablet. He didn't contribute and that sucked, but my child didn't go without. And there was no need to remind him of his absent help. He knew it already. I'm the kind who will one day answer my childs question with no guilt in my heart. "did my dad ever look for me?" I take pride in my answer. My answer will be simple. The amounts of times my son saw his dad is the amount of times his dad looked for him. Hell yeah, it hurt the fuck out of me when I'd get a random message asking if he could see my son and he'd show up for a quick second, only a quick second because his new girlfriend was in the car. Yeah, it bugged me that I'd go pick up my son and some no named girl would go and hide in the other room. But that's not my business. If my son wasn't threatened or affected by the presence of this girl, I had no reason to complain. That's his father and that's the person his father deemed worthy to be in front of my son. I had to have faith that he knew who she was enough to feel certain she posed no ill will towards our kid, the same way I'd make sure whoever entered my sons life would be of equal neutrality. I'm the kind that never asked for help. Yes, child support cases were opened. If you want to know why, it's simple. Single moms get help with daycare. I don't have a family that can stay home and watch my children. They all have jobs to get to and lives to live, just like me. So daycare was needed for me to attend school and work. And the major prerequisite needed to apply for the program is that the absent father be put on child support. Too bad for the man not paying the monthly fees, but I need to get to class and I need to punch in my hours, however minimum, to work on my future goals. Those goals were put in place for a better future. One where I can support my family entirely. Not once did a man get a message from me asking him for money so I can pay my overdraft fees or to compensate the money I used to buy clothes. No. That stress is mine. Not his. My bills, my payments, my budget, my problem. If my child's father wanted to help, I'd make sure it was only for my child. But my kid is not a charity case. I won't chase after some absent parent and beg for scraps so I can make it. I can't lower my dignity further by blaming him for all the expenses that come with raising a child. He knows what's needed. He knows how hard it is to get a good paycheck. He knows. I know he knows. Yet if I get no aid, that's fine. I just budget further. I cut unnecessary costs and tighten my belt and move around funds and shit gets paid. That's my pride. Not one month has my kid gone without food or light or school money. And not once have I ever sent a message crying Woe is me to a man who won't pay what should naturally be one of his priority expenses. And if my child ever grows up and asks how I did it, I'll answer honestly, I did it by the skin of my teeth and by the support of those who loved him enough to give aid when needed. See, i'm not a baby momma. I'm a mother. I'm not some guys nagging annoying hounding baby momma. I'm his ex. I have never been able to be a baby momma. I don't sit in bitterness and blame a man for the hardships that come with children and life in general. It's not entirely his fault. I knew who I was sleeping with when we made that child. I knew what kind of man he was when we went through the pregnancy together. I knew. People always know. And even if the ending of the relationship blindsided me, even if I didn't fully see how life would play out.. That is no ones fault. I can't sit and cry and yell and hold on to past hurt. I can't look at my kid and automatically hate the father for not seeing what I see. I don't look at my child and remember the promises his father made and broke. I look at my child and I see what we have to do tomorrow and where we can go. I look at my child and I know that we will be okay because we WILL be okay. So say your insults. Tell people what you think I am. My kids will never look back and hear the words you uttered. My kids will remember the truth. The truth that's ours entirely. And that's what kind of mother I am.