While surfing the net and daydreaming I suddenly found myself creating a username and password at this site...AmericansElect2012...
Wait...what? What am I doing?
What is this and how did I get here....as if my laptop had played some Jedi mind trick on me...but this site looks mysteriously vague as if they're not really gonna ask me for my credit card anytime soon...but you can never be too careful...so I click on the Terms Of Use page...and enter the most simultaneously boring and eye-opening pronouncements slung out in sem-arcane legalese that I've ever encountered...probably because I usually just glance briefly at any Terms Of Use Agreement looking for any clause or addendum or rule that would ...say...for example....by agreeing to this Terms Of Use you shall hereby be required to wear a sandwich board daily and in full view of the public, preferably at community gatherings of no less than 100 persons and wave your arms repeatedly up and down in a brisk manner at a minimum rate of 2 upward motions and 2 downward motions per minute, always with arms to the side, so as not to block the front and back of said sandwich board, or to obscure or otherwise block view of aforementioned front and back of sandwich board (herafter referred to as Your Job), and by agreeing to this Terms Of Use you hereby are required to "display" Your Job whenever and wherever needed as per the request of.... some corporate giant masqerading as some little obscure website that I've oddly been drawn to...but I actually don't see anything alluding to public slavery...so I actually made the effort to...read...the...entire..cerebrally sedating document (and I once thought I was through making bad decisions until I realized it was the only way I interface with LIFE...but I digress...).
So I immediately started zoning out until I would hit on something that sounded vaguely like I might be considered to be a cyber-hacking, site wrecking monkey wrench douchebag that might "fuck" with them or their "property" and vacuum out personal data for who knows what or broadcast my own personal "Eat Shit" banner on their Home Page, and then alert everyone on Facebook to clog up their servers by going to have a look-see...hey! Who do you think I am here?
And then more legalese naming persons, places, things, ideas....and...I... would..drift off into thinking about what I was going to wear tomorrow and did I still have clothes wrinkling in the dryer...and holy shit...suddenly there's more things I could possibly be accused of doing...Do people actually do this? The mischief and mayhem I mean...not reading the Terms Of Use...reading the Terms Of Use is best left for the semi literate among us who can read without moving our lips and sounding out words like the great apes trained by Jane Goodall.
So I feel somewhat safe and mildly insulted and click OK...
Now on to the Privacy Policy...
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