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Source: NWC.COM - Posted by Mark Rechler
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I'm standing at the security guard's station. In the now-familiar corporate front-desk ritual, I sign the log book. The guard doesn't ask for my ID. I might have signed my own name, or I might have signed as Osama bin Laden, for all he knows. He doesn't look at what I'm carrying. He doesn't know or care about the camera phone in my pocket. Still, he hands me a paper sticker that says "Visitor" in red block letters. Armed with my badge of trustworthiness, I go on in. . . . |
