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Pie, Parenting, Privacy, and Proxy Servers
By Mishio Tsenaka of Tsenaka Group
When I was a much younger boy than I am today, I used to spend my summers at my Grandparents' cabin up in the hills. My Grandfather would take me with him on long walks into the forest where we would often engage in what (at the time) seemed like quite grand adventures. That was the wonderful thing about gramps; he understood that kids love adventure, and as such, he would see to it that our simple walks in the woods seemed more like very important missions to be accomplished. Our number one rule for any mission was to ensure that we weren't noticed. I can't be certain of this, but I'd be willing to bet that gramps behaved very similarly whether I was with him or not. He seemed to enjoy the game at least as much as I did. He would pretend that the forest was filled with spies, and that if discovered, they would stop us from completing our mission. We would walk far up into the hills, over little streams and such, and we'd often have to "quick... hide behind that tree" or "hurry... cover yourself up with these leaves". It was so fun because we didn't care if we got muddy or wet or even a little scrapped up on our adventure -and interestingly enough; it always seemed that it was at those precise moments (when a nice mud hole was upon us) that gramps would realize the spies were about to discover us. Possibly even more surprisingly (looking back) Grandma never got upset about the mud and scrapes either, in fact, the muddier I got the more impressed she was, "Wow..good job... you guys must have completed your mission... I can't imagine how any spy could have spotted you covered in that much mud!" This part is so fabulous, because then she would pay me for "helping gramps with the mission" in grapes. The more important the mission, the more grapes I was paid, and then I could also trade in a portion of those grapes for a slice of pie (as I recall, the going rate for a slice of pie was three grapes). She'd pop those three grapes into her mouth and then dash off to grab my slice of pie like she had just made the deal of a lifetime. Anyone that's read any of my previous articles, is used to me writing about elite proxy servers (and internet privacy, and such) and may be a bit confused about this little glimps into my childhood. It's quite simple really; to begin with, my family and I now live and work in that little cabin in the woods where I used to spend my summers with my grandparents. And my wife suggested that I've been acting like a little kid ever since I started working from home there. She says I run around the house "playing" with my proxy servers, and website and such, like I'm on some little adventure. It made me laugh immediately, and also made me feel really happy and at peace. She was right; all this elite proxy server stuff, and internet privacy stuff, and hiding from spam filters and such, is really fun for me -and I really have made the whole thing into a series of little adventures. And what's even better is that I brought my daughter along with me. She and I have been "playing" together with computers, and the internet, and privacy tools since she was a little girl -and now that she's grown (and now knows even more about all this computer / internet stuff than I do) she works side-by-side with me every day doing it. She and I have little adventures trying to figure out new ways of evading the internet spies and the IP filters and such. I have to admit that it brings a tear to my eye. I never really knew what I had been doing until a few days ago when my wife made that suggestion that I was acting like a little kid "playing around with my proxy servers like it was some grand adventure". It makes me miss my grandparents, and also appreciate how really incredibly cool they were. And it makes me proud that I learned from them how to be a loving involved parent (simply by the way we interact with our children). But now I'm also a little confused; why the hell doesn't my wife ever give us pie? We deserve pie! We work hard all day, we complete our missions, we never get caught by the spies, and yet, still no pie! Maybe she'll be more impressed if we start throwing a bit of mud around! Mishio Tsenaka
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Contributor's Note
Life is an adventure, and children should grow up loving that about it. "The spies are all around... don't get caught!"
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