> I WAS SCREAMING MY GROCERY LIST FROM MY FRONT YARD AND SOMEBODY DROVE BY AND HEARD IT! BREAKING AND ENTERING!!!
I was reading the internets the other day, and heard about someone screaming their grocery list from their front yard when somebody drove past them with a device for detecting voices and recording their locations.
The voice-detection people didn't realise that the device was also recording the voices, because somebody else set the device up a long time ago for a completely different purpose. Of course, I don't know that for sure, but I'm so attached to reality to that there can be no alternatives that I haven't yet considered, so I must be right. Even if I were wrong, at least I would just be wrong, and not at all pathetic and/or moronic. I know exactly what Dunning-Kruger is, and I don't suffer from it in the slightest.
And so, I am now apoplectic with rage on behalf of this other person who has had their public announcement recorded - after all, it's not like it's something as trivial as the spokesman for a 1/6 of the planet's population actively covering up child abuse while blocking the prevention of 1000 deaths per day, or a company who scrimped on safety at the peak of their profits and in doing so fucked the livelihoods of millions of people at a total cost to them of 2 days profit.
God I'm amazing at this 'life' thing, I should be king of the world or something. I should never be put to death in order to provide organs for transplant lists, because I'm much more valuable when I'm able to tell people what I think, and, when I finally give in to all the ladies hammering at my door, I'm even able to pass my genes on so that there'll be even more people who know as much as I do in the next generation.
(Ed: I like 'the line' - I enjoy the whooshing sound it makes as I fly over it)