I didn't really spell it out too well in the last post. If the Singularity involves man melding with machine, and actually there are a couple definitions of Singularity out there, one is where machines make other machines that are smarter than themselves, but I'm looking at the one where at the end of the road we have a chipset in our brains or something like that, if we all end up with this surveillance technology that we CAN'T unplug from, that we can't get a moment's privacy from, and if our lives all end up more or less public because not only Big Brother law enforcement is scanning us for "patterns indicative of terrorism" whatever the hell that is, but our private lives are on display for all to see (something say something)
We will ALL GO INSANE like that Kony 2012 guy.
We were not meant to go around in a fish bowl, with a microscope up our ass.
And guess what, folks? We're pretty much already there. The effort it takes to obtain even a little privacy now probably involves something like this: walking into a wilderness area without your cell phone or any other electronic device, using tradecraft to meet your friend and make sure nobody had you under physical surveillance, pitching a tent or entering a hole you dug, so as to avoid satellites spying on you, with Mylar inside the tent to disguise your thermal signature, and then using writing or sign language to talk to your friend, then eating or burning the paper you wrote on. Or possibly using a dead drop to exchange messages, and never actually meeting your friend in person.
And the fact that you turned off your cell phone, and were seen walking into the wilderness by a satellite, and your friend did the same, might still tell someone that you and your friend were in the same general vicinity. Add insect-looking spy drones and ultra-sensitive equipment, and they still might be able to figure out what you said to your friend inside that tent.