And so our reliance on machines grows ever more, as soon they may make you take the "don't drop the soap" tour. FAST is going to look all over you and determine if your intentions are true.
So do not move FAST acting like you might put someone in a cast. Or you'll be singing Jailhouse Rock and stuck behind a lock. Let's say your kid ran off down the hall and you ran fast flustered and all, you could be thinking something bad. So off you go into a little locked pad.
Hey you! Yes! You with that twitchy eye. Oops I did not mean to make you cry. Your movements just made the machine think that you are up to no good. So off you go to the clink. Do not stare too long or blink FAST, that is just wrong.
You see your lover and get all flustered up but oh no you created a FAST hiccup. Down comes the hammer and off you go to the slammer. You will recieve some love though, just maybe not the kind that will happily curl your toe.
Speak in a bad tone and rhythm and you are done. FAST has won. So if I go and rhyme, it might take that as a crime. I will be dragged away from my den and locked up in the pen. Probably give me super max for my craziness. This is FAST approaching laziness.
In 81% of field tests, in some dark and dreary place, where they used FAST without a trace. It seemed to work. I guess the poor 19% it screwed up on thought it was a jerk. So it threw them away for the hell of it. Tip: Do not make FAST have a fit.
The facts are simple today, giving machines this much power is asking for a Skynet doomsday. Going all Minority Report on what people may be thinking is dumb to bring to any court. Most people do not think for starters, others are just brain farters and the rest change their mind on a whim. So using a machine is quite dim.
All it can do is pick out what's seen by me or you. Does not take much premonition most of the time, to see someone is about to commit a crime. But alas they want their dough, so the machine will come and never go. Eventually giving courts the heave ho. Not sure that would be a bad flow. No longer letting some slick rich bitch getting away with crap, but that is a whole other rhyme flap.
If a machine flags me passing gas, I will rhyme FAST and think crass. The machine will die, overloaded by my rhyming sass and all with thank my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.