Quotes About Control

who are the brain police?

Politics is the entertainment division of the military industrial complex.

Gustavo Solivellas dice: La religión es excelente para mantener callada a la gente común (Frank Zappa)

Companies that are indifferent to democracy have acquired an outsized role in it.

More than any previous coterie of corporations, the tech monopolies aspire to mold humanity into their desired image of it. They believe that they have the opportunity to complete the long merger between man and machine—to redirect the trajectory of human evolution.

Like nineteenth-century European powers, each company does little to impinge on the other's sphere of influence, competing only on the fringes of empire.

world in which we're constantly watched and always distracted.

The Hoover experiment, in the end, hardly realized the happy fantasies about the Engineer King. A very different version of this dream, however, has come to fruition, in the form of the CEOs of the big tech companies. We're not ruled by engineers, not yet, but they have become the dominant force in American life, the highest, most influential tier of our elite.

We're watched on the Internet so that companies can more effectively sell us goods. The fact that Internet surveillance isn't totalitarian, however, doesn't mean that it does us no harm. We're watched so that we can be manipulated.

But there's another way to describe the convenience of the machine: It is the surrender of free will—algorithms make choices for us.

Mr. Nichols chuckled. "When Ma gets to going, I say to myself, 'Henry, buckle your seat belt!

You boys picked a fine day to pay us a visit," he said with a laugh. "In a little while that fog will be so thick you can walk on it." The Hardys peered through the tinted panes of glass enclosing the control room. Already the ramp area immediately below was vanishing in a milky fog.

Light rain was falling, and a heavy prefrontal fog was beginning to move in as the Hardys arrived at the field. They walked to the tower and climbed the winding steps to the top. As they entered the control room, Lou Diamond, the tower chief, waved a greeting. A short, stocky, good-natured man, with crew-cut red hair, he nevertheless had an air of authority.

Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.

all [the authorities] did was to guard the distant and invisible interests of distant and invisible masters

The animal wrests the whip from its master and whips itself in order to become master, not knowing that this is only a fantasy produced by a new knot in the master's whiplash.

When dealing with myself I am powerless.

It is often safer to be in chains than to be free.

Whatever he may seem to us, he is yet a servant of the Law; that is, he belongs to the Law and as such is set beyond human judgment.

Even years afterward I suffered from the tormenting fancy that the huge man, my father, the ultimate authority, would come almost for no reason at all and take me out of bed in the night and carry me out onto the pavlatche, and that consequently I meant absolutely nothing as far as he was concerned.

The chains that cuff humanity are made of office paper

It is only our conception of time that makes us call the Last Judgment by this name. It is, in fact, a kind of martial law.

He certainly goes into the offices, but are the offices really the castle? And even if the castle does have offices, are they the offices which Barnabas is allowed to enter?

The court wants nothing from you. It receives you when you come and dismisses you when you go.