1. I don’t have one.

Because:

2. I don’t capture any of your data. I couldn’t care less about your data. I don’t want to sell you anything, nor do I accept advertising here for such things as toe fungus, earthworms, weird tricks, wonder cures, leeches, tapeworms, smart dogs, magic girdles, service salamanders, the fruit fly diet, how to lose 200 pounds in six days, hemorrhoids, mesothelioma lawsuits and so on.

You know, the usual crappy ads that cheap-ass blogs and websites trot out hourly. Not here. Not with BZ. I’m tired of that junk as well.

I don’t kick out multiple pop-ups asking if I can send you NOTIFICATIONS. Aren’t you tired of every site demanding to “notify” you now?

You want to subscribe to me? You’ll do that on your own. You don’t need my help.

I also don’t demand that you accept my “cookies” because I want to vacuum up every bit of data you bring with every visit. I too am tired of that.

I respect your privacy because I want my privacy.

BZ