(10 am. – promoted by ek hornbeck)
Originally published at Voices On The Square
So, last night I had trouble getting to sleep because I had been arguing on the internet! Stupid, I know, but sometimes I just can’t help myself. There’s a lot going on in my life and people would think that I have enough on my plate, why in the world would I stress myself out over anything more; why take on anything additional. Well…because things bother me.
I have tried to go the mindless route, it just does not work for me. I don’t want to be one of those people they stop on the street for a candid video who cannot tell you who the attorney general is or not know what’s going on in the world or what my government is doing. So, when somebody on the internet tries to tell me that I shouldn’t mind that my government is collecting information they have no right to be collecting because Google or Target is collecting information or that I shouldn’t worry because it’s the same government that has my Medicare info, what’s the big deal, oh, that bothers me a lot.
I usually keep this post non-political, but this week I just can’t do that. There is much in my life that I need to compartmentalize, much that I need to live day by day, some hour by hour just to get through. But here’s the thing, why; why am I fighting so hard to do that? For some dystopian future? No, fuck that noise.
So, yes, I take care of what I need to at home: My kids, my mom, my own achy ass, I play a few games, I do love me some hidden object games, I watch some teevee, but I don’t need both hands to count my “must see’ shows. And in my spare time? Oh, some shit bugs the shit out of me. Sometimes it keeps me up at night. I really wish I didn’t mind, but I do. I mind terribly.
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and it’s no better today.
Please, triv, try to consider the trying, tiresome, dangerous work at the other end. Perhaps it will ease your mind a little bit knowing all governments everywhere spy on their citizens.
A pair of hard-working agents years ago set up shop across the street from a dissident couple without the neat tools available today from very remote sites. The agents strained to hear conversation but so much was muffled by noisy mattress springs that it was often exceedingly difficult.
In an act of extreme patriotism the agents broke into the couple’s apartment and poked holes in the condoms they found there.
The girl soon after became pregnant. That eased the burden of spying somewhat as conversation became much louder and perhaps disrupted plans to overthrow the U.S. government to some degree.
I had a friend who had played international correspondence chess while employed in secure facilities in the Navy. One day Security called him in to ask most unpleasantly about the strange coded messages to and from a KGB agent in the Kremlin.
You should perhaps know that players need not know their opponent’s language nor anything about them beyond a name and address and the symbolic algebraic chess notation for moves.
My friend told the story humorously years after he was honorably discharged from the Navy but dark shadows yet creeped in. He was sure his mail was still watched and perhaps some opened surreptitiously.
No night is dark enough nor location sufficiently remote to hide from the Great Spy in the Sky. It will only get worse.
Please try to be at peace. There are billions and billions of others in the same fix.
We all are.
Best, Terry