“Mr. Shmuck, you are hereby sentenced to 30 years in a maximum security prison for the misuse of your user’s content. May god have mercy on your soul”.
The supreme court judge slams down his gavel and the sentence is set. Two policemen stand and grab you by the arms, escorting you from the courthouse into the streets where an angry mob of people is waiting for you. Tomatoes are thrown at you as well as a litany of boos, hisses and very mean comments. You’re ushered into a police car, where your fate awaits you.How did you get here? Well, it’s a bit of a long story. It all starts in 1947, at a little military base in Roswell, New Mexico.
This is Bullet Bras Were All The Rage In The 1940s And 1950s, And These 25 Pics Will Poke Your Eyes.
1. What’s buzzin’, cousin? The year is 1947. This guy named the Doctor kicked you out of his lame telephone booth and then you were picked up by this weird, secretive government agency. They dragged you to this strange holding facility and now have you strapped to a table. There we go, we linked part 1 and part 2. Off to the story.
2. Eager beaver. “I repeat” asks the government agent currently grilling you with annoying questions: “WHO are you and WHERE do you come from!”. You roll your eyes: “I already told you that, matey. Should I lie and tell you I’m an ISIS agent or something? Is that what you wanna hear?”. The agent cocks an eyebrow at you, confused. Right, it’s 1947, ISIS doesn’t exist yet.