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you want to keep a secret you must also hide it from yourself. —George Orwell
It was the empty cab of an autonomous articulated lorry.
It recharged its batteries using wireless energy from coils under roads, and its tyres shed their skin like reptiles to reveal another set underneath.
More than two hundred metres later, it was engulfed by the depths of the river Forth below.
Please note this is an account of the minutes taken from the above meeting. Portions of text and certain participants have been redacted to prevent threats to security. ** LOCATION: █████, ███ MEMBERS PRESENT: Edward Karczewski, Operations Director, █ █ █ █ Dr. Sadie Mann, Director of Psychiatric Evaluations Dr. M. J. Porter, Head of Neuroscience ██████████, Ministry of Defence (MoD), Porton Down ██ ███, MI5 William Harris, HM Government’s Minister for Central Intelligence
This justcracks me up do so.ething shitty own it
So, to summarise, two and a half years ago, an organisation made up of cyber criminals and widely referred to as the Hacking Collective infiltrated our burgeoning driverless vehicles network and reprogrammed hundreds to collide with one another.
This malicious act of terrorism caused 5,120 deaths and injuries and was the single biggest loss of life on British soil since the coronavirus pandemic of 2020.
The passenger
former Government’s unlawful interference in how autonomous vehicles made life-or-death decisions in the event of an accident.
I will never ride i a driverless car
But nobody deserves to be executed in a car bomb and have it live-streamed.
Ha
EDWARD KARCZEWSKI: Six months ago a decision was made to take our National Archives, both historical and current, offline.
Great idea
“He was my Match,” Flick replied.
It was only weeks later that Flick Kennedy learned that the man responsible for the killings was Christopher Bailey, the man who her DNA dictated was the love of her life.
He stuck another anxiety patch to his arm, and then a third.
It was a brief distraction from dwelling upon the faces of the people he had helped to kill.
“No, you asked if you could do with firming up. Think about it, why would you ask me a question about your appearance if you didn’t want me to help with your weight problem? You know that I’m a fixer, I’ll do anything for you. When you tell me you’re feeling unattractive, of course I’m going to read between the lines and help.” He shook his head. “Sometimes it worries me how much you misremember our conversations.”
Fucking narcissistic prick
Tonight, she made sure to leave a third of each plateful untouched, in case Daniel was calorie counting on her behalf.
No way. He can eat shit.
“You’ll have to excuse my wife,” Daniel said apologetically. “She’s not very good when it comes to judging the mood of a room.” Sinéad’s eyes sank to the table like a scolded dog. “She only listens to songs past their sell-by date. And nobody wants to keep something that’s past its sell-by date, do they?”
I hope someone stabs him.
She couldn’t wait for the song to finish, but as she hurried back to Daniel, he blanked her and walked towards the bathroom. Sinéad felt Joanna’s hand on her arm again as she reached the table. “You don’t have to put up with this shit,” she hissed.
Joanna is a good friend.
He is a bully and you are not yourself when he is around. You yearn for something more; I can see it in your face. You just don’t know how to find it. There is more to you than what he allows you to have.”
Yes, sometimes his words were cruel but that was just his way. He didn’t mean it. He wanted the best for her. But for the first time in their relationship, she couldn’t bring herself to defend him.
Hes an asshole.
fitted
Fit
him. For a long time, she’d reasoned that his placing of her inside a gilded cage meant that he’d wanted to protect her, to shape her into a better version of herself.
No to control her.
On the lid, a blue Post-it note read, No cheating—no chocolate! with a heart instead of a dot under the exclamation mark. It was his way of reminding her that he loved her enough to care about what she ate. Wasn’t it?
No
She had been too willing to believe in love to realise she didn’t need someone else to make her happy.
EDZELL, SCOTLAND
biggest human-made disasters in history, an underwater earthquake being the result of seabed fracking by a British-owned company. A subsequent sizeable investment in the Indian economy kept the truth under wraps. The world deserved to know what Britain had done to prevent it from happening again, but she had been sworn to secrecy. It was the price she must pay for her brand-new start.
Look this up.
Sinéad to babysit if she’d known that her friend had been responsible for the death of her own baby.
didn’t seem to trouble her. But he chose not to bring it up. Now he wondered how many other cracks he’d papered over in their marriage.
Cause wlmen are tired.
“Please, not now, Anthony.” Gail sounded weary, as if this was a frequently traversed argument.
know enough to think we’re alike. We give out just enough of ourselves to make everyone around us feel like we’re their best friends, but hold enough back to stop from committing completely.”
“Atheism is about what you don’t believe, and being an agnostic is about what you don’t know.”
Good to know
Mumbai tsunami was a result
of fracking, covered up by the British government. Greed and industry had killed them, not an underwater earthquake.
Look this up.
