Every Nice Sunday Afternoon

You can sign in with facebook to your stumbleupon account; along with practically every other page you have to sign into web wide it seems now, as the list is growing, sites lining up for the FB signon service apparently. Think people, THINK.

Hey did you know how convenient this will be?!?!?!?!? OMG....

You can sign into the world and into life with FB. They will have your pupils imprinted, your retinas implanted within our lifetimes to give us all a nice virtual "Matrix" type of alternate life. This makes me want to "STOP THE WORLD, I WANT TO GET OFF" if anyone recalls the 60s Broadway hit musical.

IMOHO, of which I certainly have a right, Google and FaceBook have taken over the eyes and ears of the espionage of this country and this crap probably burrows way deeper than those surface organizations: CIA, FBI, what we need them for when we have FB, Google with all its' apps, satellites watching you hang your clothes on the line in your back yard. I am not afraid for me. I am afraid for my children and their babies and their privacy and their freedoms which are leaking slowly, but growing steadily faster, out of the country and their lives, into the oceans. We need help. Fast. I don't wish to live under a one world government nor under a military state. I have beloved Opera friends in over 70 countries who put up with atrocities every day that breaks my heart. If one world uniting could end all strife, differences understood and people given the right to their opinions, rich and poor equally have adequate food, shelter, and living conditions, this may be something to work.

BUT I do believe their are powers that have ruled this country for well over a century at work here. Come on forward cowards, let me kick your freaking asses for all your greed and your ideals for the rich and powerful before I die. Let my Irish temper and my Gary,Indiana hood fighter spirit rain on your parade.That will make my day, my week, my life. YOU ARE ON MY LIST. Kickin' ass, takin' names later. Much love and flower power, (read sarcasm) NO CHEERS TODAY. KAT