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Wednesday, September 10, 2008
The Profiler
Monday was my private investigator day.
I spent the day poring through MySpace and Facebook profiles, message boards and Teh Googelz in a follow-up to a story about some Austinites who were arrested near the Republican National Convention last week.
The resultant story appeared on A1 yesterday (I wrote a sidebar, but, for space reasons, I think, it got mashed together into one story), which you can find here.
It was interesting, using these skills -- I was getting paid to do what overly invested Internet peeps and wronged exes do: lurk around the Internet all day, investigating, chasing links.
There's so much information out there, even about people who only post to a few Web sites, and it was a bit of a thrill to chase information, work around dead-ends, use Internet caches and the Wayback Machine.
At one point as I was contacting friends of one of the arrested men on MySpace, I noticed that information was being deleted from the original page: profile friends were disappearing and blog posts were being taken offline.
Had my messages caused that? How would someone do that from jail? (A lawyer? A parent? Friend?) Maybe I was being overdramatic, but it sure felt like that moment in the movie where the music amps up and you realize, "OH MY GOD, HE'S STANDING RIGHT BEHIND YOU!"
You don't get a lot of thrills like that sitting at your desk at work, typically. Another reminder why these days I really love my job and would hate to see it go away.
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by Omar G. at 4:28 PM
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