Yeah, about that NSA thing?

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Turns out they CAN actually read our email. They just promise not to without a really good reason.

Oh, and they get to decide what a good enough reasons is, and they’d don’t have to tell us.

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  1. I hadn’t considered Rob Halford a futurist before, but having recently immersed myself in a substantial amount of 1982 Judas Priest concert footage from the US Festival (go Woz!), I was struck by the lyrics to Electric Eye:

    Up here in space I’m looking down on you My laser’s trace Everything you do

    You think you’ve private lives Think nothing of the kind There is no true escape I’m watching all the time

    I’m made of metal My circuits gleam I am perpetual I keep the country clean

    I’m electric, electric spy I’m protective electric eye

    Always in focus You can’t feel my stare I zoom into you You don’t know I’m there

    I take a pride in probing All your secret moves My tearless retina Takes pictures that can prove

    I’m made of metal My circuits gleam I am perpetual I keep the country clean

    I’m electric, electric spy I’m protective electric eye

    Electric eye In the sky They feel the stare So always there

    There’s nothing you can do about it Develop and expose I feed upon your every thought And so my power grows

    I’m made of metal My circuits gleam I am perpetual I keep the country clean

    I’m electric, electric spy I’m protecting electric eye

    I’m electric, electric spy I’m protecting Protective, detective Electric eye

    I give him a 10/10 on that one.