So, now those who just read headlines are all up in a bunch, pantiwise, over the latest Wikileaks release.
Seems it’s merely official, finally; everything we say and/or do, on either our phones or computers, and even via our TVs if they are Smart /and, phhh, even if they are dumb as stone can be intercepted; viewed; seized; and, Lord knows, transported into any number of Files Are Us.
That said, allow me.
“Hey, there, iRobot. You like my style? You watch me chat with my people, and toss me a photo essay about the vegetables I search and their corresponding polyphenols? You like my test results? You need to feed me the latest fake horoscope?
Your attempts to flatter are folly, you of the artificial intelligence. If thou art so smart, why dost thou even need me and all my trolling patterns?”
You really think I’m not immune, by now, to all the ploys?
That bit about getting into our cars, via satellite radio, and programming us to crash? That’s old. Richard A. Clarke already told us all about that, in his novel, PINNACLE EVENT.
The Will is strong in me. I get my kicks out of skewing data. Anomalies Are Moi, I say!
So, there.
Factor that one up your faux ass.
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© Ruth Ann Scanzillo 3/7/17 All rights those of the living, breathing female human person from whom these blog posts come, whose name appears above this line. I’d thank you for your respect, but you don’t process the meaning of the concept.
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It’ll be robots spying on robots before long, it does make me wonder where we shall all be in years to come, it seems unstoppable – unless we are going to start un-inventing the future, hmmm! 😉
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Well, if by then, we are antigravitationally travelling, the future will be moot and tracing behavior through “time” might also be. We had better be ready to receive the new paradigms, i.e. reality about which we cannot even presently conceive. (Sincerely, The Old Woman.)
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