48,000$ a year
she could have been
making at least twice that at IBM which was also experimenting with new surveillance
techniques. Flying every 3 days to St Louis or Indianapolis , or larger airports in the same
mid west time zone to do her slide or power point presentations in over
decorated,underlit banquet halls in mid
priced “luxury “ hotels nearby. Bright red chairs all in a row.Yawns and coughs
as the lectures reached mid point.This
was not what she signed up for when she had set out to be in on the new
frontier of computer communication systems.
The projected slide
behind her was upside down.she made a gesture with her index finger and her
assistant skipped to the next image. A generic photograph of a bustling
airport..people in line.waiting.the next slide showed cameras. and the next a
control room with close ups of various faces on monitors Parasol was an
innovator of interpretive software that
read both expressions and facial cues. Parasol also made the new Scanning
equipment that was easier to use and much cheaper than facial recognition.
Parasol scanned and interpreted the
actual brain waves of passengers .
.It was the latest strategy for safe travel
, BUT”don’t ever call it Mind Reading .” her bosses had said.
“it just sounds bad.Call it Neural scanning. But This was easier said than done.
for there was always some softhearted liberal in the crowd with their hand held especially high…
“now about this mind reading equipment”
“we call it neural scanning she would say”
Inevitably they would bring up things like civil liberties. How or why such persons had
jobs in surveillance was beyond her.
Sometimes she believed they just liked challenging her “Yes
yes,”she would smile , of course there were ethical considerations concerning
brain scans adding that they were currently in the grey zone of such concerns as the innovations that Parasol Products was making
toward safer travel and a safer world were
ahead of current legalities.
A 9 minute scan could
adequately sum up an individuals mind set concerning intent.A nine minute reading
of one’s inner monologue while intrusive insured safety in the airways.If one didn’t
want to “be read” she might tell the provocateur than maybe one might best just
“ take the train “.A remark that usually
put the pundit in their place and usually initiated A satisfying burst of giggles from the would
be buyers
She would than explain ,as best she could how the machine
worked.
How one’s brain waves could be scanned ,it’s very much like
an EGG or an MRI machine,very safe.There are also advancement using sound waves
.
The part of brain
that regulates verbal speech produces very specific patterns that can be
recognized and than decoded.
Although ceiling mounted systems were the preferred method
of recognizance for demonstration
purposes Brenda carried a hand held unit
that got smaller every four months.Brenda
preferred the initial design of the device when it was larger and more formidable
when.Now it looked like something like a sex toy.or a wand.it came in a bright
blue plastic container with the words Parasol on the outside.but she kept hers
in a burgundy Coach bag that seemed as if it were specifically designed for the instrument. The instrument
she waited until the 45 minute mark in her pitch to show to the merchants.
She felt like a magician at a children’s party doing magic
tricks waving her hand held Premise
Can I have a volunteer?
Sometimes it would take some prodding.
But inevitably someone would step forward
After a bit of tinkering with some mechanics she would point
the device at the volunteer’s head
And begin a read
There was not enough time for a typical 9 minute read
To actually establish one’s “premise”
But a 3 minute read for demonstration purposes could clearly show
a “thumbprint” of the volunteer’s mind
Often the volunteer was nervous
This nervousness could be taken for a HIDE
But the software was advanced enough to separate apprehension
from subversion.
Sentences and random words appeared on Brenda’s screen
The thoughts were usually boring.
UnfinishedSometimes cyclical .
usually the thoughts were quite fitting ,fleeing or frivolous
“I have to pee. I have to pee”
“It’s hot in here.”
“I wonder what Mary;s doing right now?”
"I wonder if the machine knows I”m not wearing any underwear.”"Why did I volunteer”
Beth never announced the random bits of thought she read on
her screen
Nor did she mention that Parasol was working on a subtler
read that also could render imagery of thought.For instance seeing the
volunteer as he saw himself without underwear
Nor did she mention that Parasol was also working on a variance
of the device that could emit thoughts and imagery to the individual.
Sort of “mind reading’ in reverse
"Did I do ok “ the
volunteer would inevitably ask
“yes” she would say sharing the words on her private screen with
the subject which would often make them blush.Or appear stupefied upon see their interior thoughts on screen
The crowd seeing this blush and amazement from the volunteer
would suddenly come to life.no
more drifting off or yawning
replaced by a wave of “ can I see can I see” Referring to the screen of recorded thoughts of
the volunteer.
And the volunteer,no longer embarrassed but
proud to be part of “the impossible”made possible usually said yes.Read my thoughts
At which time the large overhead screen would fill with a transcript of recorded thinking
Only once did the volunteer say no.you may not share
.virtually destroying her entire presentation.
“can I get another volunteer?” she asked the audience.Thinking of the rabbit .Of Jayson .Of Merge.
She looked around the room.There were always fewer hands up the second time around.She could have sworn for a second she had seen Jayson.But it was fleeting.Know what i mean jellybean?-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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