Privacy. Intrusion. Know too damned much about every minute of your every day. Privacy concerns. Property concerns. Monitoring your movements and wagging your tail concerns. Know thine enemy. Know thineself. The watchers and the stalkers know thine and thine all all too well. Thine and thine just continually give the stuff of total knowledge away and will continue to do so always and forever and after that.
Content. Freedom. Information. Rights to sparklers of knowledge and entertainment. The whole wide wonderful world we live in is a whole wide wonderful entertainment machine….the whole wide wonderful world stage…the whole wide wonderful world players…the whole wide wonderful continual and total intensely soothing and sexually fulfilling voyeurism. The whole wide wonderful wonderful.
Showtime always by, for and soothing the rank amateurs. Showtime always by, for and soothing the pristine trusted professionals. Showtime always by, for and soothing. All the world … that sweet little stage.
Everyday suckers put on shows, put out viewing material and movement tracking just for the hell of it…good, free open source content providers. The proprietary stake is just to feed the proprietary beast. The proprietary rewards are just to feed the proprietary beast. The proprietary beast is a good over arching blanket.
Others, the proprietary traffic cops of wealth and fame and proprietary traffic builders of moxie and hedonism don’t much like each other as they squirrel around and try very hard ti searingly use each other. Each, alone, poor little victims of the information age. Interfere with the dissemination of everything and everybody and a poor wretched little business model is threatened. Interfere with the owning and keeping of proprietary content and nonsense and nobility of purpose is damned and forgotten. Intellectual property…we have so little…lets take it. Intellectual property…so very hard to come by …lets hoard it and sully it. All get and give a little piece of the show. Ticket sales. Ticket sales. Let them all prosper. A fabulous waste of time. Come the predators.
Jennifer Martinez Politico
http://www.politico.com/news/stories/0511/55397.html
books… http://bschiff.com/
Dominance Games: Reap the wild dirge of rapscallion fancy
Posted in Commentary, current events, media, News, opinion, political analysis, political science, Politics, technology, Uncategorized, writing with tags Big government, Commentary, current events, Democracy, economics, media, news, opinion, political analysis, political commentary, power, Public interest, social criticism, Social Sciences, techmology, writing on June 12, 2011 by B SchiffWe beg the grim reaper to not waste our poor little lives. We watch the angels as they watch over us. The little devils…they come from there, they come from from here, they saunter about and just come from every which where.
We have our little lusts. They have our little lusts. We have our little depravities. They have our little depravities. We are bold in manner, strong in virtue. They just want to know the nobility of our character. We just want our dear little selves spread around for all to see and know. They will love us to death. We will give money to strangers, our lives to the depraved.
We lust for composure in a void. They wish us no void, tell us no tale, love the ones they are with…us …always us….always lucky little us. They marvel at the variety and depravity of life’s blood. No more sneaking through sins unapplauded, unwanted. No more lust driven fancies. No more fun.
The pleasure of deeply held perversion is gone with the wind. The pleasure of deeply held perversion is a spectator sport for the thought police and the enemies of my soul..Let me entertain my enemies. Let me give my lustful fantasies to others to enjoy. They deserve it. They need their thrills and fancies. I need their prurient interest. We all need the great arena of shared experience. The oh so recognized theater of the primed absurd.
We all can reap the wild dirge of rapscallion fancy….and be better wonders for it. We all can reap the wild wind together and know that it is worth the breeze in the trees. it…the pains of the gains, the crud of the stealing of us. Cheep thrills and good shopping, the main character, the star of the constant story of our dreary little lives. Tawdry and good and fun and done..the passing panorama. I liked it better when there were just hidden cameras and bugs in my bedroom. There was a nice cozy sense of security there.
Jennifer Preston New York Times
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/43322116/ns/politics-the_new_york_times
Peter Apps MSNBC Reuters
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/43338071/ns/technology_and_science-tech_and_gadgets/
Walter Frick The Atlantic
http://www.theatlantic.com/technology/archive/2011/06/the-future-of-media-bias/240216/
The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards …… the true.
Dominance Games / Politics http://dominancegamesb.wordpress.com/
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