We who are subjected to continuous surveillance are definitely not the 'us' of 'keeping us safe'. We are the 'us' of 'keeping us in line'!
I am lucky. There was a time when my doings were not recorded and cataloged. A plane ticket had value as cash as I could sell it to another. Today I need my passport to travel domestically by air.
But we have been accelerating on the slippery slope of loss of anonymity for decades. When could you last travel by auto in privacy? Even old sleds like mine that lack Internet connectivity and were considered material property and did not contain non consensual license agreements for computer provided functionality have license plates that get recorded wherever parked or in transit. If you have a newer vehicle then data gets generated as soon as the door unlocks.
It will not surprise me to see a court rule that I should not have an expectation of privacy in my own home.
From Jeff Bezos of Amazon.com to all those in corporate (a paraphrase): "I want everyone to wake up each and every morning terrified..." And why, that they would be axed if they somehow got out-of-line. For more on the happenings at the happiest place in the corporate world of un-Godly wealth, please read the satirical farse about the factitious on-line retail giant Com.com (Commerce-Online-Mechanically) entitled" 'Zen & The Art of Masturbation: Experience The End of The Aeon at The Spank the Monkey Cafe' by, your's truly: Mark Oglesby. From the back cover:
Deftly wielding tongue-in-cheek humor and lyrically acrobatic prose, author Mark Oglesby takes aim at the absurdity of working and living in our highly technical, commercialized society. With a plot that hopscotches across time and space and a cast of characters foolish and farcical, Zen & The Art of Masturbation is a satire in the vein of Tom Robbins or Catch-22, holding a funhouse mirror up to the modern online-retail monopoly-and our own insatiable hunger for Stupid Ass Scratching Stuff (SASS) just one click away.
And YES, I spent 7 long years in the Amazon.com Hell-Holes which they refer to as 'Fulfillment Centers' which they aren't! YES, click the Mouse and be happy yet never satisfied: God Bless America and all that rot!
We who are subjected to continuous surveillance are definitely not the 'us' of 'keeping us safe'. We are the 'us' of 'keeping us in line'!
I am lucky. There was a time when my doings were not recorded and cataloged. A plane ticket had value as cash as I could sell it to another. Today I need my passport to travel domestically by air.
But we have been accelerating on the slippery slope of loss of anonymity for decades. When could you last travel by auto in privacy? Even old sleds like mine that lack Internet connectivity and were considered material property and did not contain non consensual license agreements for computer provided functionality have license plates that get recorded wherever parked or in transit. If you have a newer vehicle then data gets generated as soon as the door unlocks.
It will not surprise me to see a court rule that I should not have an expectation of privacy in my own home.
> It will not surprise me to see a court rule that I should not have an expectation of privacy in my own home.
Yep.
Once again Thomas Neuburger, I like your stuff: Keep writing as it's informative as well as entertaining.
From Jeff Bezos of Amazon.com to all those in corporate (a paraphrase): "I want everyone to wake up each and every morning terrified..." And why, that they would be axed if they somehow got out-of-line. For more on the happenings at the happiest place in the corporate world of un-Godly wealth, please read the satirical farse about the factitious on-line retail giant Com.com (Commerce-Online-Mechanically) entitled" 'Zen & The Art of Masturbation: Experience The End of The Aeon at The Spank the Monkey Cafe' by, your's truly: Mark Oglesby. From the back cover:
Deftly wielding tongue-in-cheek humor and lyrically acrobatic prose, author Mark Oglesby takes aim at the absurdity of working and living in our highly technical, commercialized society. With a plot that hopscotches across time and space and a cast of characters foolish and farcical, Zen & The Art of Masturbation is a satire in the vein of Tom Robbins or Catch-22, holding a funhouse mirror up to the modern online-retail monopoly-and our own insatiable hunger for Stupid Ass Scratching Stuff (SASS) just one click away.
And YES, I spent 7 long years in the Amazon.com Hell-Holes which they refer to as 'Fulfillment Centers' which they aren't! YES, click the Mouse and be happy yet never satisfied: God Bless America and all that rot!
Interesting, Mark. Is this film available anywhere?
Not a film but a book.