I made a photo album of old high school friends, most of whom are on Facebook.
When I went to tag them, before I could select or “box” their face, FB had a box on all faces, and when I would mouse over some of them, a text box came up which read “Would you like to tag Jane Doe”? Yes or No.
It already knew half of the people, from pictures taken in 1991!
Facial recognition, my ass, this is a very dark kind of magic.
No good can come of this. Except for the less typing. But nothing else.
I’m off to watch Minority Report again to find ways to fight The Man.
Google+ now lets you search your photos with keywords. You don’t tag them, it just looks for features in your photos and tries to match them to your search criteria.
My other half has uploaded all the old photos his parents have scanned, all set to private just as a sort of off-site backup. He searched for “Heathrow”, it brought up a picture of his aunts at Heathrow in the 70s. We couldn’t believe it.
We tried more random words. Typing in “chicken”, it retrieved a group photo of his siblings and cousins. We were laughing at such a bizarre fail right up until we noticed there WAS a chicken, right in the background of the picture. After that it was less funny and more really, really disconcerting.
That’s fascinating, I wonder if it’s based off the Boltzmann Deep Learning research Google (and Stanford) did a year or two ago where they managed to get a neural net to learn that Youtube is cats.
This face recognition technology mistook *me *recently for a fat, bald friend of mine. Me! It asked me if I wanted to tag [insert name of fat, bald friend]. I said Hell no! That’s me! Me, you voodoo demon! Not a fat, bald man. Me!!!
Well sure, I may have put on a few pounds in recent months, and yes, my hairline isn’t what it once was, but COME ON!
Facebook mistook a friend’s mock-zombified picture of her boyfriend for me. Please note: I’m a female, currently alive, and there is not an axe embedded in my skull.
Facebook scared me today, in a stupid way. The Facebook app on my phone was finally deprecated, so I was forced to upgrade. But the upgrade keeps failing. I haven’t figured out how to get it working again. Guess this means Facebook will know that much less about me.
I posted a picture of my nephew on facebook. He is 5 years old and doesn’t have a facebook account. Facebook recommned I tag him as my brother. Is facebook so good that it can tell my nephew and brother look alike? Or was it coincidence?
I posted a photo on FB of myself with my cat. My friend said that when she hovered her pointer over it, it prompted her to tag my photo with my mom’s name. :smack:
Wow, my Facebook account doesn’t seem to have that feature. And I’m kind of glad it doesn’t seem to, because it might creep me out.
I thought it was weird enough when the face recognition thing first came into being. Facebook highlighted a scary face in some Halloween decorations in my picture, and asked me which of my friends it was.
Facebook is made of evil. Stop giving it your pictures and stuff. It’s an insatiable info eating demon and it’s likely to find the hand that feeds it most delicious. Oh sure, you laugh now; but one these dark, empty nights, you’ll be online, maybe posting to a message board when su
