little brother wasn't meant to come true

it's becoming quite clear that the united kingdom, my home, has become a surveillance state. i've gotta say voting for that fuckwad starmer might be the worst mistake i ever made.

anyway, in the wake of the online safety act and facial recognition systems popping up everywhere, i have only one thing to say to the system: fuck right off.

apart from actually leaving this hellhole, each and every part of the government's attempted big brother can be circumvented.

facial recognition? on the rare occasion i go into the city, i look downward. i'm also thinking of wearing a facemask, which would help (covid isn't gone yet).

id verification? i'm insulted that anyone thought that would affect me. between my physical media and my small selection of social channels, i haven't been affected by any of that bullshit.

online tracking? how often i post on station or pleroma should make it clear i'm not online much.

but you are.

in the midst of this shit, it'd be stupid to tell any other netizen to just log off, stay home, and watch a dvd about it, so i won't. instead, i'm going to say first to escape the cage.

my lifestyle is practically neo-ludditic, but you don't have to go that far. just stop using spotify and shit. and delete instagram.

seriously, if you're still on insta or tiktok, ditch that trash. they're tools used by the elites to make you docile and easy to control.

if you still use twitter, what the fuck is wrong with you? fucking weirdo.

anyway, the other big brother stuff. avoid facial recognition, don't flash your id to anyone except your bartender or the club security, and don't get tracked online.

for that last point i will leave you in the capable hands of privacy guides.

in the words of thom yorke, we're not scaremongering; this is really happening.