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Cognitive Dissonance

My home seems quiet — too quiet
An eerie stillness grips the walls
Check my phone — nope no missed calls
My girlfriend sound asleep and she’s sprawled
Out — across the bed in full spread
Lean over and kiss her forehead
Slowly rise and tiptoe on
To the kitchen to eat some leftover chicken
Intuition signal a feeling
Something the universe is concealing
But I don’t have a reason to feel
This anxious so just calm down Neals
Youve been out the game — living boring
And they can’t bust you if you ain’t scoring
Take a deep breath — take it easy
Hit the couch and watch some TV
Senator Paul Ronald was pressured by his party to resign today after evidence
acquired in a sweeping online sting operation revealed his ties to a slew of
violent feminist organizations.
senator ronald was the most vocal opponent to
last year’s telecom merger that formed the Syndicate, leaving some critics to
posit that his ouster was simply part of a vengeful political witch hunt.
documents provided by the Federal Bureau of Telecommunications detail how the
newly streamlined process for law enforcement to make electronic surveillance
requests has greatly boosted efficiency
Not my circus — not my monkeys
Not my problem — just the country’s
So what if the politicians got bump keys
On all these other companies?
Citizens who obey the law
Dont get spied on — not at all
So my fear’s irrational
All hail corporate national
Who cares what you buy when youre online shopping?
What about the porn that you’re watching?
What about the girls that you’re stalking
Behind your girlfriend’s back — is that shocking?
Cell phone tracks the places you’re walking
In all that fly ass gear that you’re rocking
No one will possibly use that data
Against you sometime later
At least thats how I feel now, I’ve changed
Spent too long going against the grain
Ain’t no reason to fight the man
Got a good life and I can’t complain
Waters heated food is tasty
Got this couch on sale at Macy’s
Lease a brand new black Mercedes
Blasting beats from the 1980s
Ignorance is bliss indeed
And the old me’d probably intercede
But the prospect of losing all that I’ve gained
Taught me to shut up and stay in my lane
Leave the sofa — wash my dishes
Replace plate and flip the switches
Walk in bedroom — lift the sheets
Close my eyelids — back to sleep
In an effort to make the government’s surveillance of the internet easier,
the Syndicate has amended their terms of service today to refuse routing of
any type of encrypted traffic on their ubiquitous backbone, except for a
handful of authorized companies who have been preapproved by the Federal Bureau
of Telecommunications.
other companies who wish to apply for the exemption may
do so on the FBTs website after filling out a few simple forms and paying a
non-refundable processing fee of $ 2000. Net neutrality and privacy advocates
are up in arms about the changes, announcing their intention to file lawsuits
attempting to block the new proposal