I always picture an agent in a suit sitting in a clean room tracking me via phone or hearing aids. "Hmmm, heās still playing guitarā¦good Lord heās not very goodā¦wait a minute heās getting upā¦heās in his carā¦this could be good!..heās at the grocery storeā¦maybe heās meeting with a Russian agent? better send in a team to check on the clerks and see if he dropped off, I dunno, an illicit music score. send in a drone, agent 99, so we can follow him on the ride home. have a helicopter security crew ready to go!!! "etc.etc.
in other words, being clandestinely tracked is far, far down on the list of my worries. Have at it, boys!! what a laugh.