La Lista
So according to my sister, there is a list. Yes, made by the government, and very similar to Chavez’ la lista. Don’t worry. I’m sure it’s covered by the Patriot Act somewhere.
So my sister’s on her way to Miami and she’s “randomly chosen” to be on the extensive search line at the airport. She inquires to a young security gentleman as to why she’s been subjected to this and this is when the guy mentions the list. Apparently, my sister is also ranked: two stars. Cool, huh? Like GTA! Fuckin’ sweet. So the guy who told her was new, apparently, and his manager/puppeteer came in to tell my sister it’s all classified, etc.
I bet this website alone garners me four stars. Sweet!
Hey FBI. Suck my balls.
Seriously, is this fucking 1984? Berlin, 1939?
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