SATIRE. This piece is a joke. No real people, agencies, or camera deployments are described below.
Consider the humble sedan. It leaves the house daily. It is photographed regularly. It has a documented presence in multiple municipalities. It is, by any reasonable modern definition, more socially active than its owner.
You, meanwhile, have not been photographed since a wedding in 2019, and you were blinking.
There is something genuinely funny about living in a world where the most complete diary of your week is maintained, without your involvement, by a pole. Not a person. A pole.
The joke stops being a joke roughly at the moment you ask a practical question — who can read the diary, and for how long — which is, unfortunately, the entire point of this website.