…….It’s the IRS, FBI, and other electronic eyes, that want to eye ball your cracks and crevices, but more so the cracks than crevices, with microscopes and a room full of folks, talk’n bout they want to see if you had a stroke; and do you want to notify relatives, here’s a sedative, are your taxes repetitive, take a number, get in line, the justice system won’t waste your time, just wondering if you can hold water, hay, that game was a slaughter. One last stop, a retired cop, wants to do a cavity check from his computer, leaving brown fingerprints is a thing of the past, anyway his arm’s in a splint, but he still left you bent with no gloves needed. Oh damn that’s right, now we got to see the health inspector, to check for vectors and treasures, surely we’ll find something up there to impress you, didn’t mean to upset you.
- Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 21st, 2023 00:09
- Category: Unclassified
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😆 You didn't.
I did. LOL
What are you psychic? You cannot tell if I was upset. Only I can know that.
I can see I haven't paid enough attention....I'm going to audit your work and find out if it holds anything for me..........😆
Why would you be upset? Nothing was done, the poem is concerning the lack of privacy due to the electronic eyes I referred to… often times people being probed by IRS AND law enforcement etc describe the situation and compare to an anal probe..
But I wasn't. Slow down a bit.....my very first comment was a response to your ending: " didn’t mean to upset you." and my response was?
I understood your piece perfectly and found it in conformity with much of my own views on surveillance as it exists today.
Now I note that you have answered my other visit contributions in much the same manner - so they will take time to unpick and sort - just an explanation for the fact the they won't be answered immediately.
Oh, I misunderstood.
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