Bwahahahahahaha. I only got the 'Batman' reference now. Damn near fell off my chair. You guys are legends
I am thinking that am still not getting it....
On the posting data thought, one other thing to keep in mind os
that the System only has so much energy to harass and arrest us.
It will focus on bigger fish.
What one sees here are personal grows. The Man cannot worry about
personal growers half of whom are either card holders or are in a state
that screams for compassion.
Let's see how far the automation of our "handling" goes, as this could
make it "economical" to cast a wider net.
JD
P.S. Anyone ever see the film "THX1138"? Recall that the system was
constantly calculating expenditures against budgets and, in the end, the
robot cops chasing THX1138 simply gave for for lack of funds?
That is us, now or soon.
Lord just let me keep my own little Red Barchetta!
My uncle has a country place
That no one knows about.
He says it used to be a farm,
Before the Motor Law.
And on Sundays I elude the Eyes,
And hop the Turbine Freight
To far outside the Wire,
Where my white-haired uncle waits.
Jump to the ground
As the Turbo slows to cross the Borderline.
Run like the wind,
As excitement shivers up and down my spine.
Down in his barn,
My uncle preserved for me an old machine,
For fifty-odd years.
To keep it as new has been his dearest dream.
I strip away the old debris
That hides a shining car.
A brilliant red Barchetta
From a better, vanished time.
I fire up the willing engine,
Responding with a roar.
Tires spitting gravel,
I commit my weekly crime...
Wind-
In my hair-
Shifting and drifting-
Mechanical music-
Adrenalin surge...
Well-weathered leather,
Hot metal and oil,
The scented country air.
Sunlight on chrome,
The blur of the landscape,
Every nerve aware.
Suddenly ahead of me,
Across the mountainside,
A gleaming alloy air-car
Shoots towards me, two lanes wide.
I spin around with shrieking tires,
To run the deadly race,
Go screaming through the valley
As another joins the chase.
Drive like the wind,
Straining the limits of machine and man.
Laughing out loud
With fear and hope, I've got a desperate plan.
At the one-lane bridge
I leave the giants stranded at the riverside.
Race back to the farm, to dream with my uncle at the fireside
Another lesson learned.
