Christmas Spooks

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, electronic bugs were set to detect the quietest mouse.

The President, as commander-in-Chief, had deemed it necessary to spy and to creep. He told U.S. citizens that you must remember, the tragic loss we suffered eleven September. The loss of some liberties is the price we face to assure that we don't finish in second place. So with a wink and a nod and for his own private notion, he set forth the spy works into serious motion.

The NSA equipped with satellites and parabolic dishes was hard at work to monitor your
most secret wishes. Emails were intercepted without a court order since they initiated here and crossed the border. Code was broken and a conspiracy detected, they juiced your computer and with a virus infected. Primitive wiretaps would surely work well especially in areas where the underprivileged do dwell.

CIA Predators droned high in the sky, armed with Hellfire missiles ready to fly. NORAD would position its jet fighter force, ready to take down the enemy once on its course. While children of the world dreamed as they slept, a vigilant watch on "Code Name: Giant Elf" was kept.

Paranoia waxed and then waned throughout the night, but it appeared that the "Elf" was one guy all right. Not a security risk as initially thought, but a tradition of joviality that we desperately sought.

While security and safety is specified as an Administration must, depriving us of civil liberties is a misplacement of trust. We appreciate honest efforts to make us all safe and sound, but from all the damn lying we will never rebound.