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INT - CHENEY'S LAIR - AFTERNOON

CHENEY sits behind a desk. He is playing NINTENDOGS on his DS, but, instead of trying to teach them tricks, he is STABBING the puppies with his STYLUS.

CHENEY: Not so tough now, are you? Answer me! Oh, you want some too, bitch?!
The INTERCOM on CHENEY's desk buzzes. He sighs, reluctantly puts the DS in his DESK DRAWER, and presses the intercom BUTTON.
CHENEY: Yes?

SECRETARY: John Poindexter is here to see you.

CHENEY: Tell him I'm out.

SECRETARY: I tried that, sir, but he can smell the brimstone.

CHENEY: Bah! Send him in.

A moment passes. The DOOR opens, and John Poindexter enters, left.
POINDEXTER: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeey, Doctor Doom! Howz'it--

CHENEY: SILENCE, MINION! A, I told you never to call me that again. B, you have thirty seconds, five of which you squandered on the "hey."

POINDEXTER: I--

CHENEY: SILENCE!!

Several moments pass.
CHENEY: You may begin. Twenty seconds.

POINDEXTER: Well, look, just wanted to tell you about a new National Security idea I cooked up last night. Oh man, this one is a doozy.

CHENEY: Dexter, your last idea--the future's market where people would bet on upcoming terrorist attacks--wasn't exactly a barnburner. And we're still dealing with the fallout from the whole wiretapping boondoggle. So I'm afraid we're going to have to pass.

CHENEY reaches over and puts his HAND on the LEVER to the left of his desk, preparing to open the TRAP DOOR.
POINDEXTER: Wait! My new plan would egregiously violate the civil rights of countless Americans!!
A beat. CHENEY reluctantly removes his hand from the lever.
CHENEY: Okay, I'm intrigued.

POINDEXTER: Imagine this: a mechanism that would track the activities of thousands of Internet users. Where they go, what they're doing, who they see--everything.

CHENEY ROLLS his EYES.
CHENEY: We've had that for years, knucklehead. We collect IP addresses, sent emails, site logs, the works.

POINDEXTER: Sure, of course. But I'm talking about a system that would keep tabs on Internet users when they are not online, while they are walking around in the real world.

CHENEY: Hmm. I like the way you think, Dex, but I'm afraid that idea is pretty much DOA. We got a Democratic congress now, and there's no way they'll allow us to amend the PATRIOT ACT to allow it.

POINDEXTER: Ah, but that's the best part. The program would be entirely voluntarily!

CHENEY snorts derisively.
CHENEY: Why would anyone voluntarily reveal information about their everyday activities?

POINDEXTER: Oh, you know: we'll just say the whole thing is some kind of Web 2.0 Social Networking website. We'll use lots of pastel colors, cutsie icons. Call it "Trackr" or "Twitter" or something. Trust me, Doctor D.: the hipster and early adopters will eat, it, up!

Posted on March 21, 2007 to Teh NetarWeb





Comments

No comments yet? Hmm. Posted 3/21/07? A message from the future? Hmm. For whom does Matt Baldwin REALLY work?

Posted by: Chas on March 20, 2007 5:11 PM

I knew, I just KNEW that MyScarySpace was created by those evil people!

Posted by: theinsider on March 20, 2007 5:26 PM

I'm doomed.

Posted by: jon deal on March 20, 2007 5:27 PM

...My thoughts exactly.

Posted by: ben on March 20, 2007 5:59 PM

OMG. Perhaps your best post. Ever.

Posted by: mark on March 20, 2007 7:03 PM

I knew I was in for a good one at "stabbing the puppies with his stylus." Brilliant.

Posted by: MotherReader on March 20, 2007 7:37 PM

Whoa, dude! You mean I've *already* given up all that info? Bummer. Well, back to MySpace between MyEars.

Posted by: Escapee on March 20, 2007 8:45 PM

I got a better name for Poindexter's idea: "cell phones".

Posted by: Doug L. on March 20, 2007 9:09 PM

I'm cancelling my Twitter account, right f-ing now! Thanks a lot. Now what am I going to waste my time doing?

Posted by: Dave C. on March 20, 2007 11:43 PM

It IS a conspiracy!!! FOX owns Myspace...but who owns Twitter? Halliburton...hmmm...

Posted by: Becca on March 21, 2007 4:38 AM

Ooooooh, NOW I get Twitter. Thanks.

Posted by: geeky on March 21, 2007 7:29 AM

Heh, a friend of mine pinged me yesterday and and asked me if I understood what the hell Twitter is. I wasn't able to give him an answer, but this makes a lot of sense.

Posted by: Jon on March 21, 2007 8:13 AM

But I saw this via the twitter feed... so. it can't be. all bad. right?

Posted by: usernameoccupation on March 21, 2007 9:50 AM

"...but he can smell the brimstone."

HAHAHAHAHA! Awesome.

Posted by: Jane on March 21, 2007 10:18 AM

Oh so thats why that website want all my information!

Posted by: V on March 21, 2007 3:58 PM

I have an idea! Let's elect a group of officials to retake the house and the senate for reasons boastfully advertised and then we'll make up excuses when they fail to meet promises... or even come close! And then we'll just get mad and say they're a bad bunch of 'em after the other political party said, "I wouldn't vote for them, they're lying and here's why..." and when they said that, they actually made sense. Hmm... this sounds like it's already happened. Deja Vu?

Posted by: Brendon Swanson on March 22, 2007 4:12 PM

Linked over from Hooray For Saturday! and read this post first. Nintendogs pulled me in because I think a lot of this virtual stuff is bollocks... this has to be one of the funniest things I've read, hands down. Well done, mate. Well done.

Posted by: pchq on March 24, 2007 4:38 AM

We must fight this evil plot. I will make it my cause to fill my twitter account with information useless to anyone.

Yah, that's why I'm doing that.

Posted by: artwells on March 27, 2007 4:13 PM