I suggest you start using the internet for shopping only, you know, ebay, books.
Convert all your billing and paperwork back to A4 in envelopes whilst we still have the chance to swing it that way.
Once all the idiots wake-up to the snooping culture, (as if that's possible, even hypothetically), and notwithstanding this, there must be a tipping point beyond which nothing significant or of import is learnt then by the likes of Tempora (UK) and PRISM (Utah Data Centre, US). And the snooping networks will become, very quickly, financially unsustainable.
Do you think an internet filled with HDTV and Advertising and e-sales, (even that should go eventually, when you've got what you need) can be of any use to snooping agencies paid for by the taxpayer?
Their operations will, by force of simple market economics, become a white elephant eventually. They must.
The internet has become the biggest of ACHILLES HEALS, that I can think of, in a thousand years of Human History. It needs to be ended. It has become a huge burgeoning, bloating tumour on the human brain stem (metaphor, yes?). There is no SECURITY, and there can be no PEACE in our lives, whilst the internet survives.
And it has reached a point where it is not encouraging our growth as a species. It's death should be as inglorious and as humble as its arrival.
And what will the death of the internet sound like!?
A single solitary 'Click', as the last person out switches off the last low-energy saver bulb in the last server centre. Hoorah!
This is what is called: Juntawatch's "Prophet of Doom" Early morning Speech, of the 17th Jan, 2014!
And what if he turns out to be 50% correct, and personal traffic falls by ~50% sharply? The internet will die after the TIPPING POINT on that graph of users versus useful data leached out, is reached.
For the NATIONAL SECURITY services or rampant raving capitalists alike this will spell out in bold letters written in blood the wall that 'THE INTERNET HAS BECOME REDUNDANT'.
From then on in, it's down hill all the way, for the damned thing. And I do not care for any of you, or any of it.
Forward I say, and I will look forward, to the day, when the Internet is no-more and is 'Out-of-My-Face'.
Death to the Internet!