I have started taking a short timeout in my phone conversations to greet my NSA agent and make sure he feels welcome listening in on my conversations.
Hello Mr. NSA agent. How are you today? How is the weather in Maryland?
OK, you have a nice day!
I recommend that everybody do that. Spies are people too and they appreciate the kindness.
This was revealed here in NZ yesterday.
Spy software company working with Govt
A controversial US data company called Palantir has set up base in Wellington and is dealing with the Government.
Palantir helps spy agencies understand intercepted data. It is also the creator of software called Prism, though it insists it’s not the same PRISM that the US National Security Agency (NSA) whistleblower warned the world about. They say the name’s just a coincidence.
Palantir is a multi-billion dollar software company. It works with the NSA, the CIA, the FBI and the US military, to name just a few. It helps spies trawl through, and make sense of, masses of data.
http://www.3news.co.nz/Spy-software-company-working-with-Govt/tabid/1607/articleID/301093/Default.aspx
In my mind I see that NSA agent as your old pal Homer/Hansen, monitoring your calls, and enjoying your repartee with him, from his station at the reactor plant, with his feet up on the console (dangerously close to a big red button).
I now make sure and start all my phone conversations with, ‘this call may be recorded and or monitored for government compliance’.
My self, I call the fusion center, located in Salem Or, every name my late grandfather taught me. Then once in a great while, I give them the lines the late Henry Fonda, had in sometimes a great notion.
Embedded in the lines is “pinko commie”. I also change the words general motors to Obama Motors, sometimes Government Motors.
Well now see, we get up every morning and go chop wood. That’s every morning but Sunday for sure and sometimes Saturday. We’ve been doing that for hell of a lot of years. So when you or Floyd there, or my old hound dog, or General Motors or some pinko commie tells me we’re not getting up, well you don’t have a bare ass whisper of a clue, about this family, not a whisper.
Steven Goddard says:
You sexist twat Steven, it’s Ms. Agent! (And you forgot your tapping anniversary didn’t you?)