bulk spying
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You may not have my son To fight your endless war. You may not tax my funds To bomb those who live so far I don’t know them nor why You would have them die. You may not have my son. I will not bear you one. You would teach him how to spy And…
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I think of what it would take to go underground these days. I think of saying goodbye to everyone I know and love. You think of how hard it is to shut down the facial recognition friends and how hard it would be to give up money. I think of how many have survived as…