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remember it's not the "actual" data it's only the metadata, but we never met a data we didn't love there's treasure in detritus debris with intense Holmesian determination we'll be able to infer and deduce some linked reference, some correlation between pointed data bits obtuse government or company or corporation don't matter the size of digital scrap data microscope will reveal motivation wanted are all of the small bits of crap listing phone logs, search queries and such myriad IP addresses and email recipients to squirrel away with the lightest of touch GPS Lat-Long located and databased insidious to imply we spy on domestics is irrational since we're "multi-national" by determiner we're only looking at the "foreign nationals" 'course from "over there" you're the foreigner you see there's nowhere to run away no thought too trivial or secret to reveal what networked digital crumbs can convey is what gives metadata its big data appeal © Goode Guy 2013-08-22

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