Ultimate Comedy of Cyberville.

What used to be uncomplicated in a world we could trust, there was none of this nitpicking happening. From sorting garbage into four bins to endless privacy laws, our lives are becoming more and more complicated. And the older we get, the harder it is to deal with. Okay, younger people can do it, because they cut their teeth on computers, literally. They, naturally have swifter minds while they are, indeed, young, but aging smooths out that ability. Older humans are tired of it. Elders have seen and done it all, and are, frankly, fed up with what they hoped in their retirement, to be a kindly, simple and easy-does-it-world. More and more we are told to protect ourselves from scammers, muggers, hackers, jackers, spoofers, and spammers. Street corners have cameras, highways are radared, stores use video, homes have Alexa, condos put cameras up everywhere, babies are monitored, house rooms are secured by owners far away, babysitters are filmed, and lazy, silly parents track down their cell phoned kids to send them daily lunch on the school ground. Even walking in the woods may not be private when some put motion-sense cameras on trees just for the fun of it. There are words we can't say, things we can't think and actions that we may not do. By law! The Privacy Act that is there to protect our privacy often takes it away and changes the ease of doing many things that used to be simple and executed with a swipe or a flick of a finger. Banking, and just about any other legal operation there is, is fraught with stops in the name of privacy that are frustratingly complex. The roof of one's house, garden, street, and yard are Google Earthed. With all this electronic junk, I can't get phone numbers or names of the people I live beside without knocking on a door and even then, chances are, they have a security system that sets off an alarm. If we thought the book 1984 was scary, it is. "Big Brother", whoops and "Big Sister", are indeed watching us. And big time. The funniest part of it is, that with all of the protections in place, I can sell my house and sign all the necessary papers on-line, with a signature that isn't really mine. I can receive a parcel at my door by signing for it with a pen like a log so that my actual signature doesn't matter at all. I still have to appear at school, to see the doctor, get the services of a dentist or a lawyer. If you are thinking about schooling, no, that can be done remotely, too. Yes, and going to the doctor for a minor complaint and to receive a prescription, is also only a phone call away. We think disparagingly of robots but we are unsubtly being prepared for it daily. Who is the robot, Us? In our future, whoever, a country, political body, individual, has the upper hand in all of these important facets of our personal lives, will be in control of them. Is it no wonder there are big concerns over the world's cyberspace companies who fight to dominate? Move over Lex Luthor, fiction is becoming fact.