A man walks into a doctor’s office and has a seat on the examination table. “Doctor, I’m afraid that I’m a paranoid schizophrenic” he says. “I keep having these suspicions that the government is watching me.”
“Typically paranoid suspicions are very specific. Give me some details,” the Dr. asks.
“I think the Government has tapped my phones and tracks my most intimate conversations. I think they have little spiders that crawl through my e-mails and send information to a database under a mountain in Nevada. I think they’re using flying robots that record every where I go and track my every movement. Doc, am I losing it?”
“Now, now, there’s nothing to be concerned about,” the doctor said, polishing his stethoscope. “I mean, it’s just meta-data.”