THERE IS NO MISTAKE. THIS IS HAPPENING.

In most major areas of land there sits the idea of "Big Brother Is Watching." This idea rests on the back of all citizens, legs around fat ribcages like a straddling infant. We're supposed to be scared. To not want this constant watch of privacy. To question the authority that pins us down with its eye. We're supposed to want to tear it down.

We're supposed to care.

I hope Big Brother is watching. In fact, I hope to become Big Brother. The idea that Big Brother is attempting to do harm is etched in the head of those that are afraid to move beyond a certain comfort zone of low expectations and limp fisted mediocrity. All things big and small are man made, Earth made. The car is is just pieces of scrap found in rock. The man that can create a viable machine from dirt and stone is nothing to mocked. That man is made of fire and an iron will. Unforgiving and unrelenting. Unwilling to succomb to vague truth.

Perhaps Big Brother is watching in order to say, "Do better. Do something with your life."