That, is just plain scary. When I think of the stuff I pulled in high school with my friend, Ruth, wow...
We found out that if you smoke in the snack room that you are supposed to be cleaning, don't throw that cigarette in the trash can and sit on it when a nun stops to engage you in conversation...
But,
The city still hasn't corrected my address after 20 years of trying. It is still the vacant lot across the street. I think data will eventually overwhelm the sheepherders.
No. they'll just create another government agency to handle it.