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in my dreams last night, we acted perfectly normal 98% of the time, but once in a while, we ended a sentence and spoke under our breath without moving our lips, or shifted where we were standing to block the cameras in the streetlights. we weren't supposed to know, but we did, so we were being careful to not let them know that we knew. in the waking world, i go to great lengths to keep myself mostly ignorant about the activities of the american government, because it terrifies and disgusts me, and the more i look at it, the more i see each individual perverted value or twisted goal, and it's *my* fucking country they're doing this to. only it's not mine anymore, or yours, or yours. the rightful president doesn't even sit in the seat of power. the previous King of the USA, bush sr., was head of the cia. and people think he tells the truth. his son is a stammering warmonkey, and people take it for granted that he gained the oval office legitimately. look away, look away, look away, stay asleep, consume, little tree, if you lower yourself into these caves and look around, it will consume you. your father taught you *too* well. you're an american. you don't have to worry about any of this stuff. now eat your hormone-meat and watch your subliminal advertising and don't worry about whether or not the phone is tapped... you're in a nice neighborhood, they haven't gotten around to the cameras on the street lights yet... just blame it on the freemasons, they're used to it... damn illuminati... wait, what do you mean, social security has been cut in half to help fund the rehabilitation of our oil colony? sssh, ssssh, it's the illuminati's fault... it's the freemasons... nothing you can do... sssssh, tree, it'll be okay... just try not to think about it... put on this tin foil hat... it's reversed, so the outsiders can get in, but all inner activity ceases... they hand these out free when television doesn't work... isn't that better? now, do you feel like going shopping? good... afterwards, we can go see the multi-million dollar blockbuster of the month... you might even remember it a month after that...
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The problem is not that the government is spying on me. The real problem with America is that those in power don't give a shit about me. If they put up one of those cameras, I'll either be waving a sign in it, saying "KILL AND EAT PRESIDENT BUSH", or else I'll be the temp worker staffing the other end of the camera.
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i would love to be the person on the other end of the camera. ultimate reality television. i *think* it would make me feel better about my life, seeing how others live theirs. or might just depress the hell out of me. either way, i'm just not cut out to be a watchdog of such a sort. too strong a belief in privacy and people keeping their noses in their own business and their right to hold whatever opinoin they please, and act on it if it doesn't infringe on the rights of any other citizens. i'm a bit unamerican that way.
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or maintaining the data line connecting the two.
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I'm in the other direction... I'd feel like calling them. "Hey, um, as long as you're watching 'The Simpsons', can you point the camera over there?" "Hey, how can you have so many pair of mismatched bras and panties?!?"
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what's it to you?
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