Of course, she’s gone way past me on this, with the 3D printed parts. I’m told any idiot can run a 3D printer… but the proof of one’s brilliance lies in designing the parts and assemblies to make them work.
In another life I’d have bought a kit and put it together just to admire it… but…not now. I finally grew to like my cell phone. It has my bible on it, my wind apps for the RC airplanes, calendar…it is too handy a tool NOT to use. Yeah, I know the thing is spying on me… but I ain’t got nothing to hide. I am quite clear in my own mind on this now: if the new world order wants to make its mistake… come and get me, you fuckers. Send your expendable useful fools to do the deed, and tell them to take body bags with them, and be up to speed on their blood types, allergies and that jazz. And pray they do the job right the first time.
But… I suppose if things get that bad… I’ll just throw the smart phone away. I used to think the cell phone was the greatest thing in the world for kids but now I am of the exact opposite opinion. On blab there’s a poast up about some black kid. He was being a monkey so his parents punished him by taking away his cell. But the niglet was so addicted to it and the social media apps, that he chimped out in a blind rage and wrecked his parent’s home. He smashed windows and tore down the drapes, smashed the TV, tore the drawers out and hurled them and their contents across the room… and apparently this is not uncommon. This phone might make an excellent device for the kids as well as the sentimental retronaut. The kids can still call mom and dad in an emergency and maybe talk to some of their friends…but will keep Globohomo Inc. at bay for a couple more years…
I hope this gifted artist makes a million dollars.