I don’t Collect your Data, period

I honestly don’t care about your data, I just care that whoever you are you read my blog.

My website  runs on WordPress

This is a wildly popular web blogging service. It uses a combination of javascript and browser cookies and a lot of other technologies to show you this amazing service.

None of the information collected by me website is personally identifying in any way. It’s more or less just stuff about what browser you’re using, how you found the site and what pages you’re looking at and so on. Nothing sensational. unless you choose to type in your credit card number into the comments

When it comes to this site though, I usually use WordPress Analytics only to see how many people from how many countries are reading my stuff, and then have a good long think about how great I am.

This data gets stored on a server somewhere. I’m not sure where exactly: they’re Google, they’ve got a lot of computers. I’ll guess it’s the USA? Honestly I don’t know.

If you’re really that fussed about it, you could read WordPress and have a think about what it must be like to be one of the lawyers who write this kind of stuff full time. I assume they get paid well but geez that must be a painful job. One of the nice things about being an independent writer is that if you want to just gratuitously mention your nonsense in the middle of your privacy policy then there’s really nothing stopping you.

I don’t sell or give this visitor data to anyone else. Nobody has access to these juicy details about your screen size and the city you live in except for myself, Google, WordPress and probably hackers.

Apart from WordPress Analytics, some visitor data gets recorded to the server logs. I don’t look at these, but I’m vaguely aware that they’re there.

I have no idea what specific information gets recorded on a server log. I hope I never find out. It sounds really boring.

I guess if you were really anxious to know what gets written to a server log then you could go and learn Apache and get right into the nitty-gritty of it. I’m happy to leave that one to you.