NSA Love Letter

I like being watched.
It’s a comforting feeling to know that my government cares.

I enjoy that guilty pause of second-guessing my Google searches.
It’s a thrill to know that an agency can knock on my door at any moment just because of what I search.
It’s like having an overly-concerned friend who just wants to take care of you, however annoying that might be.

I feel so warm and fuzzy when I see cameras out in public and have no idea who is watching on the other side.
The tingling pleasure of insecurity that being watched brings me is why I live to pay taxes.

It feels good to hear the President tell his people that they are not being spied on, and then see him travel across the world to convince the rest of the world that spying is the right thing to do.

I want the government to read my emails, texts, and private Facebook encounters because I have nothing to hide. I understand and comply that government officials can have confidential files and emails but I can’t.

I want the option to have the TSA thoroughly search me because a photograph of my body sitting on a server somewhere is definitely more invasive.

I’ve always wanted to be heard and I’m glad the government is finally taking an interest in what I have to say.

Because of all this, it’s blatantly obvious. National Security Agency, I know that you love me. And now that you’re listening, I just want you to know: If you really love me, you’ll let me go.

With the Constitution’s 226th birthday coming up, after 100 years of living with the Federal Reserve, and 5 years after the tragedy of 9/11, it is only proper to reflect and realize that our liberties are being taken from us. We must continue to step up and defend our God-given rights.

“The price of freedom is eternal vigilance.” — Thomas Jefferson

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