Treasure Island

Barry Van Allen

About Radio Frequency Identification (R.F.I.D.)

Hold on to your privates...
perhaps, the last chance you may have,
to keep the baby and the water,
- - - somewhere near the bath.

George Orwell was not right,
he was thirty years, or so, too early,
but, that does not make him wrong.

In 1949, he published '1984',
in Twenty-Fourteen, it may not seem,
as though he was a visionary,
you may be happy in complacency,
before you know what that will mean.

Big Brother won't be watching you,
... in your bathroom yet,
he will only know that you are there,
because the clothes you wear will tell him.

He has to know where those clothes go,
... you know, to track his inventory,
to stop the theft, for lower prices,
... and you will buy the story.

Without any luck at all,
the issue will get boring,
and you will never realize,
... that you ARE the inventory!

They will know everything about you,
what food you eat, what time you sleep,
what books you read,
and even where you keep your car keys.

Is it so much to comprehend,
that your T.V. may look back at you?
Who is on the other end?
although ' WHY? ', should be the question.

NOTE: Type ' R.F.I.D.' into your favorite
search engine, if you need to stay
awake some night.

Submitted: Saturday, January 26, 2008
Edited: Saturday, January 26, 2008

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  • Suzan Gumush (2/7/2008 6:33:00 PM)

    I totally agree with you. Those cameras are clicking everywhere! ..But for whom or what we have yet to know! ...A good inplant of opening the mind of the reader to take heed of what is really going on within our society. Give you 10! (Report) Reply

  • Chuck Audette (2/7/2008 10:47:00 AM)

    Barry, do you have something against modern technology? A chip on your shoulder (or in it?) . Like everything we invent, it has both good and bad aspects. Hey, no smirking, I can see you! -chuck (Report) Reply

  • Diane Violet (2/6/2008 9:57:00 PM)

    They won't be looking back at me from my TV (don't have one) ...oh but damn my addiction to my PC and clothes...I think I'm being followed by that blinking star in the sky also! As Dee says....cheery thought....
    Hugs, Diane (Report) Reply

  • Dee Daffodil (1/27/2008 11:18:00 AM)

    Hehe...It's already being done Barry...have you ever noticed all tghe cute little ads along the side of certain sites that you might go visit. Look and see if there is any coincidence...perhpas they apply to the city that you live in....or hobbies that you have...hmmm...wonder where they get all that info from? ? ?
    Unless we find a remote forest with a self sufficient cabin...and don't ever use a computer or credit cards, or bank cards...for the rest of our lives...Big brother and all his friends...will know where we are and what we are up to! !
    Cheery thought...
    Dee (Report) Reply

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