It was a pretty ordinary day today. Rainy for the most part, cloudy and overcast. I went to work wearing my new raincoat, served a few customers, made a few sales, then started to walk home.
As I headed up the street, I fished my iPod out of my pocket, intent on listening to the rest of the new podcast I downloaded this morning. As I turned it on, the usual list of available Wi-Fi networks automatically popped up. Typical list, for the most part: the gas station, the dentist's office, several weak signals from nearby private networks, and...
"NSA Surveillance Van #[number omitted]"
Well, lovely.
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