Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side

This picture from an upcoming issue of Vanity Fair frightens me a little bit. Don't get me wrong, it's incredibly hot, but I can't help but worry that someone is actually tapped into my brain, stealing my fantasies. I have secrets in there! Very damning stuff! Is there a firewall I can get to prevent unwanted intrusions into my brain? Ack!