Let me paint you a picture…
As I sit here in my favorite club chair, I am wearing a day-glow yellow motorcycle helmet on my head. This is because:
a) I am extremely concerned about an impending hard drive crash.
b) I am taking this whole Internet privacy issue quite seriously, and tin-foil hats are for noobs.
c) The ceiling fan above my head is flinging tiny, nearly invisible spiders onto nearly every conceivable surface.
d) I’m test-driving the helmet before I wear it on the road, to make sure it doesn’t make me crazy claustrophobic or extrude my head like so much play dough.
Hint: it’s not the spiders. That happened last week (honest to God) and I didn’t have a helmet to protect me.
