The social app Clubhouse is an invitation to trouble | John Naughton

The startup's invitation-only model gives it a sheen of exclusivity, but privacy horrors lurk behind the buzz

So, are you on Clubhouse, the social-media sensation du jour? No? Me neither. But - I hasten to add, lest there should be any doubt about my social status - that's not because I wasn't invited to join. A generous friend had a few invitations to extend, and she offered me one. After that, she had an attack of what one can only describe as donor's remorse, because in order to be able to extend the invitation to me she had to grant Clubhouse access to all her contacts!

When I opened the app it asked me if I would like to grant it access to my contacts, an invitation I declined - as I always do. At which point it was made clear to me that I would not be able to invite anyone else to join. As Vox's Sara Morrison succinctly put it: I had been invited to join Clubhouse, but my privacy wasn't welcome. At which point I deleted the app - on the Groucho Marx principle that I wouldn't join a club that would have such a schmuck as a member. (There was also the thought that Clubhouse's behaviour, rules and operation seem to make it illegal under the GDPR - not that a small matter like that will trouble a US-based data-hoovering startup.)