Is privacy just an old-fashioned idea? Not at MyLiberty.Life.
On the face of things, it appears we—governments, businesses, people in general—take security and privacy issues pretty seriously. Have you ever tried to talk to the cable company without giving them everything but your shoe size and the name of your first pet?
In reality, however, we often seem to hear a different tune. Where governments and business say they will sing, “I will protect you,” what we often end up hearing is a verse of two of “Your life is an open book—but don’t worry about it.”
Here’s just one example. Recently, as I was walking through the waiting room, the receptionist asked—in front of everyone—some very intimate questions.
I stopped in my tracks. “I’ve often wondered when I should tell the world about that,” I said to her. “It appears you’ve decided that now is the time. ”
It was her turn to be stopped in her tracks. “Yes, well, um. . . perhaps we can go back to the office.” she stammered.
Now, think about the young girl in line at the post office who has to confirm her contact details—her telephone number, where she lives and more—in front of a waiting line of customers. Who knows who’s listening to that information? (Don’t get me started about the situation at the doctor’s office.)
And the banks? They won’t let you do anything without several pieces of ID but they won’t hesitate to jeopardize your safety by counting out two thousand dollars in cash and handing it to you in front of everyone.
In a simpler time, maybe that silly privacy stuff didn’t matter. Now, in more complex times, it seems it still doesn’t always matter.
Here at MyLiberty.Life, your privacy matters a whole lot.
We, too, want to remove the stigma associated with incontinence. But you decide when to disclose this information, not us.
When we say we protect your privacy—whether it’s online by never giving away or selling your personal information or in person when we deliver products to your door in discreet, unmarked boxes—we mean it.
Don’t you wish everybody did?
- Cindy Clegg