What would my dad and his friends think about the rantings on privacy?

Life was simple. The phone was a black Bakerlite with a manual dialler. You could take this out of a phone and ask your friends to hold it while you shocked the living daylights out of them. The phone was attached by 15km of copper lines to the nearest town. The lines attached to poles at regular intervals would hum and would be the best place to spot the local bird life. 

Read about a perspective on privacy here.