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To: unixfox
And what if someone had an emergency? You know, murder, rape, robbery, medical, those sorts of PUBLIC SAFETY issues.

I guess they'd just do whatever used to be done before anyone ever had cell phones, right?

8 posted on 08/12/2011 3:41:25 PM PDT by Alberta's Child ("If you touch my junk, I'm gonna have you arrested.")
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To: Alberta's Child

But what if someone was trying to call YOU?


16 posted on 08/12/2011 3:48:39 PM PDT by unixfox (Abolish Slavery, Repeal The 16th Amendment!)
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To: Alberta's Child
I guess they'd just do whatever used to be done before anyone ever had cell phones, right?
It's truly amazing how reliant some people have become on technology instead of their brains.
30 posted on 08/12/2011 3:59:10 PM PDT by oh8eleven (RVN '67-'68)
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To: Alberta's Child

It simply amazes me how well - how much better, indeed - we did as a society before being so electronically “connected” 24/7. What co-dependent nonsense!

Who in their right mind wants to be available or connected to everyone, or even anyone, every frickin’ minute of every day?

Now the criminals and ferals are using “social” media to coordinate their thuggery, and screaming about their “rights” when society reacts appropriately.

Sick, and past-ripe for the endtimes. Over-ripe to the point of rotten. Like a purulent, festering pustule, now broken open, oozing foul death and decay.

Tweet me with some feedback before I withdraw.


61 posted on 08/12/2011 4:43:06 PM PDT by dagogo redux (A whiff of primitive spirits in the air, harbingers of an impending descent into the feral.)
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