The dude is paranoid about NetSec and is making me one too. The final nail in coffin was his recommendation of this new TV show, Mr. Robot, a show about this elite hacker Elliott who hacks people as a way to get to know them.
The show is basically about how, top 1% of top 1% is controlling rest of the world. Your every click on the Internet is tracked to make a behavioral profile of you. This is data is then used to mold your decisions in a corporate's favor, and slowly we become puppets.
Internet, where you throw your noise in hope someone will listen it. Obviously no one does. No matter how many likes your pics or posts get, it will be forgotten in 2 days. I know I am hypocrite when I am doing the same things sometimes. But at least I'm a self aware hypocrite.
Horror is, it's shaping the behavior in real world. People in same room use their mobiles to message each other. People being used by people like a caret of mangoes. Sucked dry and thrown. Out of sight, out of mind. Messages on social media make and break relationships.
Everyone is trying to stay relevant, constantly changing their profile pics to same photos they clicked 3 years ago. Posting lame jokes on chat groups. Posting everything we do on social media. Behind this behavior is a simple fact we all understand, people will remember you as long as you are part of their life and constantly in their sight. Dead is forgotten, living too.
So how do you keep sane in this mad world of fake smiles and pretend friendships?
Either you pretend or get real.
The result of that question in real life depends on both Barry and Harrison and their dynamic together.
You pretend and act like everyone. Following the same routines they do.
Keep yourself relevant whatever means necessary.
Or you can get real. Wipe that charade of a smile off from your face and let the actual life hit you hard. Stop doing things for the Facebook likes and Twitter retweets. Go dark! Shut off the internet!
It's up to us.
Frankly, I'd rather experience the world than read about it on Facebook.
But I can't, so I chant.
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