The NSA makes me as mad as...

The National Security Agency has broken privacy rules or overstepped its legal authority thousands of times each year since Congress granted the agency broad new powers in 2008, according to an internal audit and other top-secret documents.

We aren't talking about dips into the grey area of the law either, these are violations that fly in the face of both the Federal Intelligence Surveillance Courts very lenient interpretation of current law, and breaking rules that where established specifically through Executive Orders. They range from blatant violations of citizens legal rights to typographical errors that resulted in unintended interception of U.S. e-mails and telephone calls that in several instances where never reported to congress. 

Couple these infractions with FISA officials stating that these programs are near impossible to grant appropriate oversight to and you have an underbelly part of this government that is so dark that even Al Sharpton won't march for it.

This story, as appalling as it is, is nothing new. I could rant here for pages and pages, but you can already guess what I would say, most of you only read this for my delightful euphemisms, so let's just skip straight to the chase.

The NSA makes me as mad as...

• Waking up on the wrong side of a bed that over looks a cliff.
• Reboot movies that come out 5 years after the franchise 'ended'.
• Being charged for uneaten food on my plate at the all you can eat sushi buffet after you realize that it's day old day.
• Giving Pepsi Max a try, only to realize that it tastes exactly the same as Diet Pepsi.
• The Alanis Morissette song 'Ironic'. Cause it's not that ironic.
• People who where slacks to work on Friday irregardless of casual Friday dress codes.
• People who correct people for using the word 'irregardless'.
• Ray Lewis, he knows why.
• Unrated DVD releases that have no nudity.
• Calling a missile shield a shield when it's really just a bunch of missiles going the other way.

...and of course...

• Getting spied on by your government, then being told that I'm not getting spied on, then finding out that indeed I have been spied on, then being told that it's not that bad, then being told it's actually much worse then what I was told, then being told to trust them, then being told nothing cause apparently I'm overreacting and am supposed to move on to other things that are supposed to upset me like Rodeo Clowns. 

Which reminds me...

• Rodeo Clowns, they know why.