I was so happy that Obamacare got on the statute book that I had a heart attack from overexcitment...They sent me to England to get free treatment, only for me to find that I had to wait 3 weeks to see a doctor under the N.H.S. One can get an allowance from the state towards internment. Doesn't that make you feel just wonderful...
Thank goodness I never got round to joining Facebook, or Twitter or all those other social networks. I have friends who discuss their most intimate affairs and have the most wonderful disputes on them. In the good old days of course one had them face to face, either in public on the street, or in private, and they soon died down and were lost forever. Nowadays they last for ever on the internet. In the good old days, Oscar Wilde and Ruskin and Whistler, and other such novelists and painters used to write books which contested the philosophies and lifestyles of others, and it was entertaining for those who chose to read them, particularly when they ended up suing one another for being charlatans.
Nowadays, I see too that we have a direct line to the NSA and GCHQ according to a report on Cryptome...which at the moment I can't find the url for, but here is another one:
http://www.ispreview.co.uk/index.php/2013/12/confusion-alleged-gchq-nsa-backdoor-bt-fttc-modems.html.The back door is literally through ones router, a secret channel and a special hack built in allows the world's security and intelligence organisations access to ones most intimate secrets, and can be used to plant a profile, or as the spies say, a legend on ones computer andturn ones "internet of things" into robots which bend to their will, which can then be used to further their purposes in making the world a safer place for our citizenry. If this report is true, we are indeed past the stage of being able to do anything about it. Any of you guys got any ideas on what can be done, or whether this contratemps is true?
Isn't it nice that all one's worldly secrets and most private information is available to the NSA, GCHQ and anyone else who cares to meet one up the middle?
C'est la vie. ATB Dougie.