Surveillance has never been easier than via the use of a nano-fly used to spy on the United States Government.
Publication Date: December 18, 2011
How many of us are aware of the vast amount of CCTV cameras which are monitoring our every move 24 hours a day by the authorities? Sounds scary doesn’t it? Especially when you think that even from space satellites are monitoring us.
We can even use our own personal computers to zoom into our very back yards. Let us follow Colin and David on their quest as they use their invention to spy on the United States government. An invention so sophisticated that it is indistinguishable from the real thing.
By using their advanced knowledge of miniature robotic science, they succeed in developing surveillance equipment that looks, and acts, like a common housefly, undetectable from any other fly. They decide to unleash their invention on the unsuspecting United States government, including The White House, and The President himself. With the secretly obtained footage, they download it onto the Internet and sell it to the fee paying public. When discovered, this brings about panic amongst the government departments, giving a new meaning, to the word of political espionage. Could this be fact, or fiction? Research for yourself, on any search engine on the Internet, and look up nano technology, using the keyword, ‘flies.’
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About the Author
I was born in the Northern seaside town, of Blackpool England on the 14th of February 1966. My parents were Peter and Myrtle AKA Joyce. I am the youngest of 5 siblings, and their names are Peter (eldest brother) Theresa (eldest sister) David (middle brother) and finally Tina (middle sister). My Mother gave birth to me, when we were traveling back to West London, with the rest of my family, where my father, was on embarkation leave from the British armed forces.
One of my earliest memories, from my childhood, was living in Hong Kong, where the British army, was stationed. My father was a first class military musician, with the Royal Lancashire Fusiliers. Upon my father’s retirement from the armed forces, we returned back to England, and finally settled in our then family home, in Northolt West London. I fondly remember 68 Bengarth Road, as a loving family home, and although times were extremely tough, my parents, gave there all for us, even to the extent, of getting into debt. It still reduces me to tears, to think, that they sacrificed a lot for us all, and I personally owe them a debt of gratitude.
Had it not been for them, and my father’s love of books, and education in general, I would have never written these novels. It is in my father and mothers memory, that I have dedicated these books, in their honor.
Thank you mum and dad, God bless you.