Hong Kong forecast: Cloudy, With A Chance Of Drones."
Truth is coming and sometimes it cannot be stopped only hindered.
In a room sit three great men, a king, a priest, and a rich man with his gold. Between them stands a sellsword, a little man of common birth and no great mind. Each of the great ones bids him slay the other two. Who should he kill?
The question is do we care about truth or say something else like the perception of pleasure.
For many years now I've heard of such monitoring, that basically they are recording everything, every transmitted cell phone call, email, they are basically creating huge libraries of intel.
Oh sure anyone who dared think this way was labelled with some kind of crazy.
So this is how liberty dies.
With thuderous applause.