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JAMESBJOHNSON
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Yesterday I read a book about statistics that matter. Google and WAL-MART know everything about you worth knowing, so does Las Vegas.
Harvesting personal information is so efficient, the boys in LV pretty much know what you drink and smoke, from the time you walk in the casino and find an empty chair. Virtually everything you do is captured by somebody and sold to data collection companies who use the information to create a file for you and sell the info to Las Vegas or your boss.
The math wizards then use the information to create proxies for what they dont know. IF YOU WALK LIKE A DUCK AND QUACK!
Your boss doesnt need to look for you on MySpace, he buys your file. So do the cops. The files make harvesting perverts a snap cuz they know who the players are and what team you play for.
So I wuz thinking, MAYBE WE OUGHTA LET LAS VEGAS RUN OUR HEALTHCARE SYSTEM.
NO! I dont mean for your medical treatment to become a victim of fortune and tied to a roulette wheel or deck of cards. No! The boys can watch you like they watch gamblers. And they can watch the docs, too.
If your doc does something unusual or suspicious the guys send Joe Pesci for a friendly chat. Or maybe Joe will visit you. "Hey! Jim! We noticed you went to the ER with a carrot up your ass. Your file sez nuthin about you bein a farmer. Is the carrot some kind of new enema? Whazzup with the carrot?"
Harvesting personal information is so efficient, the boys in LV pretty much know what you drink and smoke, from the time you walk in the casino and find an empty chair. Virtually everything you do is captured by somebody and sold to data collection companies who use the information to create a file for you and sell the info to Las Vegas or your boss.
The math wizards then use the information to create proxies for what they dont know. IF YOU WALK LIKE A DUCK AND QUACK!
Your boss doesnt need to look for you on MySpace, he buys your file. So do the cops. The files make harvesting perverts a snap cuz they know who the players are and what team you play for.
So I wuz thinking, MAYBE WE OUGHTA LET LAS VEGAS RUN OUR HEALTHCARE SYSTEM.
NO! I dont mean for your medical treatment to become a victim of fortune and tied to a roulette wheel or deck of cards. No! The boys can watch you like they watch gamblers. And they can watch the docs, too.
If your doc does something unusual or suspicious the guys send Joe Pesci for a friendly chat. Or maybe Joe will visit you. "Hey! Jim! We noticed you went to the ER with a carrot up your ass. Your file sez nuthin about you bein a farmer. Is the carrot some kind of new enema? Whazzup with the carrot?"