"Okay, now I want to bring it back home. My mother's eighty-one. She doesn't get around as easily as she once did. A year ago she broke her hip, and since then I've been concerned about her. I asked her to have some security cameras installed, so I could access them on a closed circuit, but she refused. But now I have piece of mind. Last weekend, while she was napping--"
A wave of laughter rippled through the audience.
"Forgive! Forgive me!" he said, "I had no choice. She wouldn't have let me do it otherwise. So I snuck in, and I installed cameras in every room. They're so small she'll never notice. I'll show you really quick. Can we show cameras 1 to 5 in my mom's house?"
A grid of images popped up, including his mom, padding down a bright hallway in a towel. A roar of laughter erupted.
"Oops. Let's drop that one." The image disappeared. "Anyway. The point is I know she's safe, and that gives me a sense of peace. As we all know here at the Circle, transparency leads to peace of mind."