“Big is bad, small is good.” So say the proto-nationalisms, whose supporters use the rightful and proper standard of good local and independent to drive a practice of neighbourhood control and organised crime.
I was under the watchful eyes of hugely local mafias in Eastern Europe, ten years before Snowden told us our democratic states were doing much the same by following us all.
As long ago as 2002, these mafias used the incipient technologies of GSM mobile-phones to track me and intercept my every movement whilst I learned to speak, in their capital city’s university, the complex language of their homeland: a language they so happily weaponise even today, when the need arises.
Snowden kinda did us a disservice, I guess. He underlined how our state security agencies followed us even when we shitted. He failed to remind us that organised crime was doing the same.
However, where I still find huge disappointment in my country of birth, the United Kingdom, and its supposed security agencies with their alleged briefs to serve and defend its subjects, is in the fact that they sat on the sidelines whilst the very same mafias operated with impunity across frontiers. With me for sure, but more importantly with so many other people whose lives and careers and futures these evil men and women managed to stunt before we honest citizens were ever able to spread our wings of discovery. Because at least I had the perspicacity to see it, even as when I communicated the reality to my doctors, they chose not to listen to me but lock me away.
And if I am now working on a project to cut neo-terrorism at its roots, it is because I despise much more such terrorists for their passive-aggressive invisibilities than I do the state for abandoning me to their violence. And so whilst my past will be passed, my future shall no longer be resigned.
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