It has long been known that the NSA and some similar organizations have suirvellance systems deployed to ensure the safety and protection of us all from evil. However, the NSA always preferred to keep secret to avoid being forced to reject the Nobel Peace Prize. However, after the case of Snowden, Manning, Assange and other rebels, it is clear that the situation has become has become unsustainable.
Luckily, the certainty that the NSA listens to our conversations, reads our emails, spies our activity on social networks and basically knows everything we do has not generated any notable movement at the political or social level, because they do it for our own good (now that I write down it, I clearly remember hearing that in more than one time in my childhood). It would not be desirable that the lust of justice and freedom of a few (literally) we are doomed to hell and existential chaos.
Probably in short they will awarded with the Nobel Peace Prize.
A few good men. (Vía wikiquote).
Judge: You don’t have to answer that question!
Jessup: I’ll answer the question. You want answers?
Kaffee: I think I’m entitled!
Jessup: You want answers?!
Kaffee: I want the truth!
Jessup: You can’t handle the truth! Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who’s gonna do it? You? You, Lieutenant Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago and you curse the Marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know, that Santiago’s death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives! You don’t want the truth, because deep down in places you don’t talk about at parties, you want me on that wall. You need me on that wall. We use words like “honor”, “code”, “loyalty”. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it! I would rather you just said “thank you”, and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post. Either way, I don’t give a damn what you think you are entitled to!
Kaffee: Did you order the Code Red?
Jessup: I did the job that—-
Kaffee: Did you order the Code Red?!!
Jessup: YOU’RE GODDAMN RIGHT I DID!!
