Is High Tech a Curse, ...or, part 1

Jack Glen loved all his electronical gadgets. He got his electricity from the sun, the wind, and the water. He started a company that supplied its customers with information. It worked so well, that in only two years he had a staff of seven. My own CPA told me that it was time for me to incorporate, and he suggested the name Comp-fast Inc. I liked the name, and incorporated. My wife Mary was killed in an auto accident, but our daughter Ann, was saved by a former staff Betty. A year later, Betty and I had a son, Albert. When i asked the two, Ann a teenager, and Albert nine, what they were doing, Ann told me that the hologram Bill wanted us to build a wave former, and that is what we are doing she said as she continued to solder on some more wires. Why, I asked. To stop the brain controlling sender the government has installed in the big toothpick, not far from the White House. We have to have our converter installed before they start this brain control.