© Kevin Poh with CCLicense

What angers me is the loss of control. At any moment someone could come to me, be dressed the right way and use the right code, and I no longer have free will. I will do anything that person requests. I hate them for that. Nothing else is as bad as knowing that I am always out of control; knowing that I am still a laboratory experiment, a puppet whose strings are hidden from everyone but my handlers, and I don’t yet know how to break free.