Your data will be scrapped.  All data will be scrapped.  You can accept that.  It's just true.  This isn't a problem for me because I use technology in a way most people would refuse.  I don't have a cell phone, haven't since a drop phone in '99, which I used and dropped.  

So it's really what I've done with computers and that's all pretty well known by now.  But people with all their everything in personal and work all networked via cellphones And E-Mails !?

Honestly I think the portion of civilization which isn't me should probably have thought that one through.  Valid concerns.  But the only way to deal with that is to do something you won't.  'You need it for work'.

And then since you 'have' to have it, the rest you do because it's there.  Convenient.  What I'm saying is gathering information is what they're for, and they're doing what they were designed to do.  

That you were a sucker to fall for it, even if that means literally everyone I know love and or hate, is you're own concern but I was right and you were wrong, and frankly that was an obvious play.  But it totally worked, didn't it.

I mean yeah.  They've got your literal everything and so the next functional question would be how to search and sort that data in any kind of useful way.  Same thing which required the data to live, scrapping.  AI.

So yes, yes, and yes you should be concerned.  With the fact you were a sucker who fell for that because they made it shiny.  Evolution I think may be not always falling for that.

But you did.

Granpa could lecture on eternally on this one, and be totally right mind you, but I digress.  The answer to your question is yes you're fucked but I'm not.  To fix it you'd have to give up what you won't and we both know that's true.

Score one the bad guys. 


PS ~ I've been watching my species slowly turn into zombies for twenty five years now with declining penmanship on job applications for ... around 18 of them and I'm still a bit bitter about that.  

Sure they've all got the resume but ask em to actually write things down ... it's like children writing with crayons gripped in their angry little fists.

True story.  It's been a horrifying process to watch but ... you know.  'What are ya gonna do, right ?'

... 

You see it's shit like this which leads to outcomes you need people like me for.  Maybe you wouldn't have to always deal with people like me if you stopped fucking us all into corners you need people like me to get us out off all the time.

I mean regularly.

This has been an interesting life.  Too interesting,  But that's why and okay the lectures over but GRRRRR.