Getting Immune and Staying Immune
They are trying to make me a product! Or maybe use me as a tool for revenues, as they do in hospitals these days... extra testing to fill the coffers with medicare money... the old person's contribution to the medical establishment. I saw this up close and personal, really!
This is not really very different from human trafficking! And my overriding task is to stay immune from tactics I perceive as mass herding of people into pens of usefulness to the lords of the land, whomever we elect them to be!
So I quit facebook so they would not take my photos and make ads out of them. I may or may not have actually accomplished this, and really, no one would use my humble face on a pop-up ad for senior services. But I protest that my photo is not for someone else's gain. Not of my face, nor of my work!
Forget copyright. The very government that champions talk of copyright law is overriding the very notion of personal property in the name of security and care! When I expected the government to protect my autonomy, they are herding me into a nice secure cage with a bunch of others like me who fit into a catagory.
Get me out! Make me invisible!
I peek at the world from my little environment and do all I can to hide my existence from all but trusted family and friends. I make up pen names, and write as a person without name or geographical location. (of course GPS and my computer's location is easily tracked. I know this because if I take a trip from the laptop over to the desktop, something knows that I have logged in from a different address and they ask if it is me, or someone they say is trying to get into my account. It is so tempting to see what would happen if I set off alarm bells and said it was unauthorized access. But no...stay quiet...just say yes, it is only me.)
Does this remind one of hiding from the gestapo? Visions of Anne Frank come up, at her desk in the Dutch attic, being silent so as to not exist, to save being herded to some place where she might be "managed."
I have taken down some fun websites. I have played with using a nom de plume and even an address de plume. I know someone nearby in Seattle who lists his address as Havana Cuba. Why not? The liars in charge have led us in a liar-ly direction. If we simply say truth, they herd us into a group of dangerous truth-tellers. Maybe we will have to move to a place of refuge if we insist on telling truths.
I don't stay awake nights worrying, though. What's the point? As with my flu shot, I didn't get the big and important new one because they were out of it. I chose not to come back later when they got in a supply. I chose instead to take a less powerful one and stop worrying about it. If I get the big bad flu, it may kill me. But something will eventually kill me. Likely not the flu. But putting me in a safe cage (like one of those overpopulous stray cats) is sure to kill me ahead of schedule.
Shh. I am listening outside the door. Staying immune for as long as possible. Routine. Just a good idea.
This is not really very different from human trafficking! And my overriding task is to stay immune from tactics I perceive as mass herding of people into pens of usefulness to the lords of the land, whomever we elect them to be!
So I quit facebook so they would not take my photos and make ads out of them. I may or may not have actually accomplished this, and really, no one would use my humble face on a pop-up ad for senior services. But I protest that my photo is not for someone else's gain. Not of my face, nor of my work!
Forget copyright. The very government that champions talk of copyright law is overriding the very notion of personal property in the name of security and care! When I expected the government to protect my autonomy, they are herding me into a nice secure cage with a bunch of others like me who fit into a catagory.
Get me out! Make me invisible!
I peek at the world from my little environment and do all I can to hide my existence from all but trusted family and friends. I make up pen names, and write as a person without name or geographical location. (of course GPS and my computer's location is easily tracked. I know this because if I take a trip from the laptop over to the desktop, something knows that I have logged in from a different address and they ask if it is me, or someone they say is trying to get into my account. It is so tempting to see what would happen if I set off alarm bells and said it was unauthorized access. But no...stay quiet...just say yes, it is only me.)
Does this remind one of hiding from the gestapo? Visions of Anne Frank come up, at her desk in the Dutch attic, being silent so as to not exist, to save being herded to some place where she might be "managed."
I have taken down some fun websites. I have played with using a nom de plume and even an address de plume. I know someone nearby in Seattle who lists his address as Havana Cuba. Why not? The liars in charge have led us in a liar-ly direction. If we simply say truth, they herd us into a group of dangerous truth-tellers. Maybe we will have to move to a place of refuge if we insist on telling truths.
I don't stay awake nights worrying, though. What's the point? As with my flu shot, I didn't get the big and important new one because they were out of it. I chose not to come back later when they got in a supply. I chose instead to take a less powerful one and stop worrying about it. If I get the big bad flu, it may kill me. But something will eventually kill me. Likely not the flu. But putting me in a safe cage (like one of those overpopulous stray cats) is sure to kill me ahead of schedule.
Shh. I am listening outside the door. Staying immune for as long as possible. Routine. Just a good idea.
