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Thanks.

He gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to learn what kind of smile was hidden beneath the dark moustache. O cruel, needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast! Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.

I sat watching my cursor blink for a good two minutes trying to word my post in a way so as not to say something I shouldn't. After writing that previous sentence it tells me everything I need to know. Big Brother is Watching already.

I'm glad the government can't read my mind.

[Borax Queen]

(Mind) Yet... lol! Until you get the chip!

[Borax Queen]

Thanks for posting that excerpt. The only difference between that BB and our elites is that our ruling families don't have the mustache...

Well... I'm not talking about Hillary.