The NSA Crossdressing Porn Parade

I know I should feel moral outrage and disgust at my government for grossly violating my right to privacy, and I do!  But… I must admit that my first thought was, “I wonder what the NSA thinks about all those smartphone photos of men in 1/4 cup bras, sheer lacy panties, seamed stockings, garters and high heels?”  Can you image it?  The never-ending data stream of crossdresser after crossdresser exchanging cellphone images and forwarding them to their Flickr, Twitter and blog accounts?  Each of them trying to suck that gut in a little more, scrunch some more cleavage out of those pecs, grimacing their  sexy smile, one arm extended as far as possible trying to fit that 6’9″ (including 5 inch stilettos) mass of fake femme onto a 2″x3″ screenshot.  LOL!!!  

 

And even better, some mindless hunk of metal, plastic and wires, analyzing at the speed of light the responding texts of “You’re so hot!”, “Sexxxxxy”, and “I’d do you!”  No amount of mathematical modeling could make sense of this.  I see terabytes of THAT DOES NOT COMPUTE flashing across the screen of some HTSI subcontracted flunky.  Poor guy, eventually he will be forced to manually analyze the non-sensical data, at higher personal risk.  He, too, will arrive at the same conclusion.  It does not compute.  Garbage in, garbage out.