Not only is one justified considering the security of one’s own privacy regarding security cameras being at nearly every place of employment, and most forms of public transportation, but with camera phones and granting of permissions (recording device access, location access, personal information – contacts, bank information, photographs, email access, passwords, call history..etc) not all these devices are considered ‘secure’.

With nearly each person on earth operating Mafia ‘Informant’ Hardware, it does at least provide forms of assurance that if one does commit any form of crime, or performs any act in of itself, any actual act- that it will be documented.

If you consider Hollywood a source of information (which it is) simply look to the Italian and American crime sagas.  When a meeting, any sort of meeting takes place if someone is filming, recording, or posesses some sort of camera, film or standard recording device they are the out.  -The rat.

When someone is outed they get beat to death, tortured or thrown in a river and then the police come and arrest everyone.

The mind is considering privacy in public (is her device secure? Is someone listening in on us? Is she herself recording? Is someone filming me? There’s a camera pointed at my wife, there is a camera pointed at my daughter…)

Paranoia increases.

As you become secretly entrenched in a world of espionage and syndicate crime you begin to doubt everything and everyone.

Your wife is spying on your dealings, your husband is filming his secretary, your kids are filming others in school…

Those pictures she took are on the internet, it’s not her, I’m not losing my mind, he isn’t filming us, he is…

As you fall further into the rabbit hole your thoughts worsen, your fears materialize, your computer is monitored, your girlfriend is talking to someone at 2am, they’re watching through the camera, they’re listening in…

As you begin to reach the level of crime lord (mentally) you continue posting pictures of food on the internet, your late night on the town, fluffy the dog barking, a new shirt you bought, a day trip you took with the girls- awaiting regards.

You begin to resent law enforcement, authority in general, mental prisons, captive thoughts, society, family outings, travel, corporate soirees, evening galas, fundraisers, etc…

You begin drinking nervously, experimenting with narcotics, strange women, shady men, underage girls…

You start identifying billionaires in public, looking for agents, undercovers, call girls, johns, criminals, talent, incognito, federal government, private operatives, attorneys, judges, executives…

Paranoia exceeds threshold, you consider psych wards, corporate watches, conspiracy, crime rings, and free masonry…

Once you bat your eyes and look up again you realize that everyone has recording devices and cameras on their phones and that they might be filming inside your home or as you travel to work. Your friends might be Mafia Informants. ‘Rats’.

The International Register

[2023]