You see, what Orwell got wrong is that we don’t need a dystopian world with an omnipresent government watching our every move; all we need is to get a nice shiny doo-hickey and we’ll tell them where we’re at voluntarily.  Damnit.

This is an interesting read.

I found this riveting. You begin to wonder who to believe, the clean cut white man with the nice suite and protestant hair cut, or the raving, balding, long haired, ex-wrestler governor guy that looks like he would just as soon break you in two as look at you sitting next to the smirking, porn mustache dude?

This video makes me wonder about things. Exactly who are we and who are we fighting for? Who have we fought for in the past?