OK so the credit card thing somehow doesn’t scare me… a) I think my credit card is too old and b) nobody touches my ass without me knowing it. nobody.
but seriously, the surveillance thing is freaky. my passport has a chip in it, so that in the future anywhere i go with it, somebody somewhere could find out where i am. next thing you know I get a chip in my arm with a number in it. 1984 = 2084. George Orwell warned us.
The only chips in arms I’d like to see would be doritos v. tostidos goldeneye style, nyuck nyuck nyuck. It’s already happening amongst babies and Dutch club goers… I’m against it. The day i’m required to be chipped is the day I renounce cutizenship and flee to France.
OK so the credit card thing somehow doesn’t scare me… a) I think my credit card is too old and b) nobody touches my ass without me knowing it. nobody.
but seriously, the surveillance thing is freaky. my passport has a chip in it, so that in the future anywhere i go with it, somebody somewhere could find out where i am. next thing you know I get a chip in my arm with a number in it. 1984 = 2084. George Orwell warned us.
Luke C
August 7, 2008 at 4:54 pm
The only chips in arms I’d like to see would be doritos v. tostidos goldeneye style, nyuck nyuck nyuck. It’s already happening amongst babies and Dutch club goers… I’m against it. The day i’m required to be chipped is the day I renounce cutizenship and flee to France.
milo87
August 8, 2008 at 3:39 am