Isn't that you, outside your house, with a joint and a hooker? Google Street Views sees all
http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/gate/archive/2007/06/06/notes060607.DTL&nl=fixLook, my car is right over there. And I think that's my neighbor's baby stroller, parked by the railing, looking a bit forlorn. And check it out, there's that peculiar older Asian man, caught in mid-gallop, the one who jogs by occasionally in his too-short running shorts and too-tight tank top and who loudly claps his hands every other step in some sort of goofycute exercise tempo, oblivious to all -- especially the fact that he was, right that moment, having his picture taken.
And yes, right there, where you see the trumpet vines and the high trellis and the truly fabulous San Francisco stoop I just so happened not to be sitting on at the time of the photo, is my apartment, and there's my home office window and my curtains. Am I waving? Am I naked? Am I huddled under my desk, shivering in fear of a new and eerily omniscient surveillance society? Could be, could be.
Ah, Google, you great wicked benevolent super-cool vaguely disturbing Big Brother überbitch mega-company, quietly taking over the entire goddamn Net universe and most of the terrestrial world, too, one cool but simultaneously unnerving innovation at a time.
For lo, here is your latest evil genius addition to your phenomenal array of services, called Google Street Views, a new feature that, in case you haven't heard, lets you take a truly street-level, entirely voyeuristic photographic tour of just about any road and any address and any locale of certain select cities (like San Francisco, New York, Vegas and Miami, for starters) -- with, as they say, much more to come. ...