Who Holds Our Privacy?

apple watchThe new Apple Watch. Wow, I am all for moving forward in the world; but are we crossing the line? I tend to be a little nervous about this. First, there is no trust or barely any trust in our world.

We don’t trust our neighbors. We question our government. We fight among our own blood. Yet we are more than willing to spend big dollars on a computer you would wear on your sleeve.

Also I learned. which really isn’t big news with all the hacking and spamming going on, people are beginning to put their plastic cards in their safe and start to carry cash. Isn’t the reason we got the cards in the beginning was so we didn’t have to carry cash?

Remember, we just knew for sure we would get robbed for our money by someone, anyone. You have to wonder if the idea of carrying cash will last long. Couldn’t it lead to putting the cash back in the mattress and replacing that with a chip inserted under our skin?



By moving forward are we still going to be the person we want to be? Will our privacy still be private? Isn’t there a chance that the more you place in another’s hand or brain, the less you own of yourself and thoughts?

What if we are wearing our watches, and the data on that is stolen? Will we lose an arm over this? Will someone else be able to read the information we are providing besides that little machine we are letting code us?

Worse yet, doesn’t it somehow seem similar  to what the Bible says; which is we will be marked by the beast to show we belong to the devil? I never want the numbers 666 to be broadcast on my forehead. I don’t want anyone to know anymore about me than they already do; unless I choose to share.

Every time I turn around Facebook is changing the Privacy rules. This in turn forces me to once again manually go reset my settings.  Do you know when Al died, most people already knew before I called them? How did these people know when they had nothing to do with Al and me for seven years? It is sort of spooky isn’t it.

Like I said, I am all for moving forward in life with modern technology; but I don’t think all moving will be beneficial to us. I sometimes have to wonder my friends, if money is not the goal of these new gadgets versus our safety and welfare. I am  positive that there are many  more intelligent beings walking this earth that could read this and give me good argument, but from a plainsman’s view, these are my thoughts.

Next in Line/ The Daily Post



A second #Royal Baby will soon be joining the Windsors in England. Given the choice, would you rather be heir to the throne, or the (probably) off-the-hook sibling?


Well maybe when I was a child I would have loved all the attention, but as an adult I would prefer to stay away from the disco ball. I don’t want to be noticed for what I have in monies or whether I purchased my clothing from the Goodwill store or Macy’s.MacysI want people to remember me for my kindness. I want to know that at my funeral you are crying over missing me and not finally saying all those nasty things that you always thought.

How could I be a writer today if I was always in the lights?

I wouldn’t have any time to think. I couldn’t sit at my computer long enough to write my thoughts. Someone would always be ringing me, or interrupting me by visits. The butler would be standing outside the bathroom door holding a spare roll of toilet paper.

So my final words are:

No, leave me be, let me grow into my own person.

Give me Liberty or Give me Death!

Give me liberty, or give me death!” is a quotation attributed to Patrick Henry from a speech he made to the Virginia Convention in 1775, at St. John’s Church in Richmond, Virginia, he is credited with having swung the balance in convincing the Virginia House of Burgesses to pass a resolution delivering the Virginia troops to the Revolutionary War. Among the delegates to the convention were future U.S. Presidents Thomas Jefferson and George Washington.

This is me as of this morning and believe me if nothing else. I will always remember each of you for all of my days. For what you have done for my brother through phone calls, cards and gifts. I will always remember you for your constant friendship; even after his passing.







me today



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