Bob, the crap in this board wouldn't result in even one cursory glance from the lowest snoop in the most remote spy station on earth
More questionable stuff comes out of the mouths of ten year olds on the school bus

Anyway, which would you prefer --- to end your days in a million dollar, beige suite in an oldies home next to a putrid swamp, your every moment one of fear that you'll die from gunk in the air conditioning or kitchens
or to die running from surveillance goons in a shopping centre frequented by half witted black migrant kids?
I'd say you're bound for the beige suite and ten years of mouldy, waxy boiled potatoes and two out of date chicken nuggets per night
because I don't think anything you've ever said in this forum OR anything you're ever likely to say, would grab the interest of 'surveillance' for even a moment
bonus: you're likely to be one of those who inherit the earth (i.e., the m**k)
Cods, on the other hand, is a rebel in OzPol measurement and could even have her own dedicated agent watching everything she does
(Ps. Greg might be one of the agents, going undercover)