Everything I buy isn't quite mine

I've been nursing an old-man-yells-at-clouds rant for a while: I hate this current era wherein I purchase something, but the company that made it continues operating as if they still own it—and everything I do with it. To wit:

I'm tired of digging these up, but you get the picture. I bought something, yet it still serves the company that took my money. It only works for me incidentally and conditionally.

Every device I bring home becomes a potential "delivery channel" or "metrics source" for a large corporation. And this doesn't even touch on the involuntary contribution to AI and machine learning models trained on customer activity and content.

And yeah, I understand that, according to the fine print, most of what we "buy" now is just "licensed". But 20 or 30 years ago, this would have sounded like a conspiracy theory. (There's that cloud-yelling.)

Most of us—me included—have frog-boiled our way into this or grew up never knowing anything different. But, we weren't promised jet packs. We were promised Blade Runner and the Weyland-Yutani Corporation. (I've been watching Alien: Earth lately.)

This is partly why I still hack and jailbreak everything I own—when I can muster the energy. But it's exhausting, especially when it breaks stuff I need to use. So, I tend to sigh and skip it. I try to direct my purchases toward tools that primarily serve me, but participating in modern society while maintaining that feels like a weirdo lost cause.

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