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Those lovely folks at N.S.A. love reading your e-mails. They parse each line in search of crime; the devil’s in the details. Those Patriots at A T & T are equal to the task of providing them with access; they’ll do anything they’re asked. They spy upon the great and small, the poets and the dreamers, to catch a whiff of nasty plots now being hatched by schemers. They’ve spied upon Sarkozy and they’ve eavesdropped in on Merkel. They tapped lines in the U.N. and other diplomatic circles. Their corporation cronies provide them with full access for no fee; This makes our spies the envy of the Russian KGB So when you reach out and touch someone, don’t assume you are alone. I’m pretty sure big brother is there listening on the phone.
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 8:31 AM UTC
Rethink Impossible
Those lovely folks at N.S.A. love reading your e-mails. They parse each line in search of crime; the devil’s in the details. Those Patriots at A T & T are equal to the task of providing them with access; they’ll do anything they’re asked. They spy upon the great and small, the poets and the dreamers, to catch a whiff of nasty plots now being hatched by schemers. They’ve spied upon Sarkozy and they’ve eavesdropped in on Merkel. They tapped lines in the U.N. and other diplomatic circles. Their corporation cronies provide them with full access for no fee; This makes our spies the envy of the Russian KGB So when you reach out and touch someone, don’t assume you are alone. I’m pretty sure big brother is there listening on the phone.
the unholy union of the NSA and At & T
john-f-mccullagh
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63/M/American
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 8:31 AM UTC
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