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Altering Butler. Indiana. Good morning is the government doing enough to prevent cyber attacks. I want to thanks for taking my call. I don’t know the answer. I have no idea. Here’s a couple Indiana. We’re from Walter Walter Butler, Indiana. Walter is joining us from Butler, Indiana Butler, Indiana, Republican line Walter.

Hi there on the Republican line Walter Walter. Walter is a Republican, good morning when this cold corona thing started. I I hunkered down in my bunker. I went and bored. Maybe 400 bottles, it sounds like, Tony Sopran. Huh? With all the task quality Maduro, cigars, I went to the supermarket.

And I got corned beef, hash and spam.

I checked for my call, I don’t know the answer. I have no idea. Here’s a company here from Walter, Walter Butler. Indiana, Walter is joining us from Butler, Indiana Butler, Indiana, Republican line Walter. Hi there On the Republican line Walter Walter. Walter is a Republican good morning when this cold corona thing started.

I I hunker down in my bunker. I went and bought maybe 400 bottles of good Irish whiskey. I loaded up my Unability with all of the top quality Maduro cigars, I went to the supermarket. And I got corned beef, hash and spam. I haven’t hanging out of my bunker ever since.

Now, I love watching TV because I’m too old to go out and do any kind of exercise left to move to Good morning. Thank you for taking different call. I usually talk to myself but no one listens and now I have gone the line. I don’t have the internet, I don’t I don’t Facebook.

And on the cell phone, I feel would find if I get a little fun, dad, I go outside and feed the dog, some of crowd going on. Over the cell phone, the computer and internet on Tweet twerk. Twitter, Facebook. I remember a little bit cursor but in put them in an envelope of mailing with a return to center address on it and I feel bad for you, you gotta get nice couple of coffee that you probably dying in a dentist with the right hand.

Oh I’ll take it. Don’t worry about me but thank you. Go ahead, the Bible. I gotta say, but I’m good understand. I still got to spend, I understand. You still put it in a frame them, get some pieces of purpose, of tomatoes, and mayonnaise and you pick the gut.

Well, let you go there. Walter with a reminder, 30 days is the in between calls, please here on Washington about

You’ll find a white noise, David Kaczynski entered the digital world. His brother intuitively despised. He saw within this network blushed in the times and the public in the past, The only reason David read industrial society and its future was that his wife forced him to do. So David did not believe his brother.

Could possibly be a murderer, His wife. However, was not so sure, she’d always had a weird feeling about. Ted She made David promise to give the manifesto a look just in case The couple went to a nearby magazine shop and tried to buy a copy the week after it was published in the Times.

And the post Every addition of both newspapers had already been purchased, They then went to the local college library to find a copy. But the section of the newspaper containing the manifesto had been removed, David was ready to give up and go home, but the librarian mentioned. Another option.

The Internet, It was something David had heard of, but never before used Here, I am. David explained years later On this newfangled technology trying to figure out if my brothers, this anti-technology terrorist When can imagine David Kaczynski logging on for the first time hearing all those little sounds of the 90s, a dial tone, the 11 rapid beeps the high octave whistles and the stereophonic white noise.

David Kaczynski, entered the digital world, his brother intuitively despised. He saw within this network of networks confirmed his greatest fear, he had no choice to go to the police. He had to stop his brother from killing strangers Kaczynski had been correct. Technology was a more powerful force than his aspiration for freedom.

Alive in the super unknown. It was a story that happened so many times to so many people that the retelling of the anecdote became a little boring even though no two versions of the story were ever the same. The structure was identical, but the details were always different story went like this.

A person would be driving at night. Usually alone There was no good music on the radio or perhaps the trip was passing through a desolate stretch of highway where FM stations couldn’t reach. It helps of staying awake. The driver flipped over to the AM frequency, where the signals carried, farther.

And what they inevitably found was a voice, The calm, rational voice of a seemingly, normal man, talking about things that were unhinged in irrational. Were you or any of your friends bitten by the chupacabra? The man might ask a listener who called into the show. Such queries were posed without a hint of condescension.

If the next collar claimed, the government had built a paramilitary society. Underneath the Arizona desert to calm voice might ask. So what do you think they’re doing down there? If the third caller claimed to be Satan, an insisted that many Catholic priests were zombified, followers of his regime to convoys would rhetorically remark, Well, that may or may not be true to show would go on like this for five hours.

An unrelenting litany of unscreened radio collars. Insisting that everything understood about the world was not necessarily the way that it was. And that the edges of reality were darker and more remote than the government or the media would accept or admit The calm voice responding to these claims was to be spectacled.

Middle-aged man named Art Bell. The neutral receptacle for every negative integer on the continuum of possibility. Born in 1945 Bell was a former Air Force medic who hosted radio shows out of his home in Pahrump. Nevada, It’s best known program, was Coast to coast AM carried live by a hundred, and forty-five stations.

And once estimated to have around 10 million,