Winston Smith sat as his lappy, typing words he knew Big Brother would read, archive, data-mine and pore over for as long as the NSA's Intelligence Community Comprehensive National Cybersecurity Initiative Data Center, sometimes called the Utah Data Center, or Minitruth, in Newspeak, was in existence. Comrade Obama had declared that Minitruth would be dedicated to protecting Americans, and would be open to scrutiny and review by the party faithful. How he loved Brother Obama! He had voted for Brother Obama, of course, as did every freedom-loving blue-stater. When Brother Obama spoke of freedom and security, Winston's heart swelled. He did not give thought to stop-and-frisk needed to thwart terrorists, or the other implements of freedom: national ID cards, Stand-your-ground laws, persecution of whistleblowers, full-body searches at airports--for to question these things would surely lead to a visit in the middle of the night by the FBI, commonly known as the Thought Police.
[In case you think I'm some kind of Obama-hater, here's my posts from 2009, after I voted for the Obama-bot:
http://laramiecrocker.blogspot.com/2009/01/yesterday-i-was-working-with-my-friend.html
http://laramiecrocker.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-model-politican-obama2008.html ]
