When someone at Google takes a good, long, hard look at your browsing history…
Not me of course. *waves his hands dismissively* I’m a Saint.
Saint Joey. Patron Saint of lost causes and hopeless cases. (I’m so good they double barreled my portfolio)
Mind you, if you are a good person (and deemed worthy of sainthood) would you really want to be canonized by the evil empire slash Catholic church? Not exactly being elevated to a position of eminence by your peers… #justsaying.
Do you think we could potentially mandate someone else to determine our paragons of virtue? Like… I don’t know… Alphabet Inc maybe?
I mean if anyone knows your true self… its going to be those guys… albeit buried deep in some underground water-cooled server-room. At least we could base sainthood on some form of analytics… instead of post humorous… I mean posthumous miracles. Which I always thought was a little sketchy (and open to interpretation).
Larry Page versus Pope Francis, now there’s a celebrity death-match I could get behind.