God can't afford a phone, so he chose ME to relay his message.
When the Bigs flagrantly violate the law with impunity, the Littles have no moral obligation to obey.
If you let a machine tell you what to do, the Terminators are already winning. It is your servant; you be the driver.
The Democrat party works to keep millions poor and helpless, because that's where they get their voters.
Avoid the COCsuckers; [wikipedia.org] product quality is not their priority.
"Anti-virus" is proof that fundamental problems remain unsolved. Yet we will trust our lives to self driving cars.
Despite abundant warnings, humans just can't resist building Terminators. So don't be a bit surprised when they arrive.
And that is why we can't have Open Source 3D Printed Universal Basic Quantum Autonomous AI Crypto Blockchain Graphene!
Goodbye to my brain. Justin Case for the lose; the minions of evil triumph.
Will the demons celebrate the long hard win for my soul at last? Will there be a special unholy blood lust rite as they portion out my still beating heart?
Or will the mindless maw grind me to oblivion, unheeding, nothing but more fodder for the enormous undead machine?
I can hold out no longer. They win. Even though I know in exquisite detail -- better than 999 out of every thousand victims -- how they will proceed to rape me, I can't stop them any more.
I'm going to be forced to buy a "smart" phone.
In a final indignity, I will be required to "agree" to the terms of my raping and pay for perpetual abuse.
Any last farewells or words of condolence? Even if only to nod that I put up a good fight and no human can last forever against forces like these?
Feel free to share this with others. Perhaps my words can warn someone who still has time.