Showing posts with label Digital Misery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Digital Misery. Show all posts

Sunday, June 09, 2013

Big Brother is Watching, Listening, and Storing. And He Doesn't Always Work for the Big, Bad GovernmentTM


On June 6th, 1949, George Orwell's classic novel 1984 was published. Orwell established the date of the title by reversing the last two digits of the year he wrote the book - 1948. He died in 1950 without knowing that he set his story of a society based on universal government monitoring and surveillance and control about 29 years too early. The leader of the government was the almost mythical figure of "Big Brother," and citizens were always reminded that "Big Brother Is Watching" ...


This past week, with the revelation that the National Security Agency* is working with communications and internet service providers to vacuum up the billions of telephone calls, e-mails, tweets, and other electronic communications that fly across the country every day, there are outraged cries from Congress and the public about the arrival - 29 years late - of the total surveillance culture described by George Orwell.

As you might suspect, I have a few ideas about that.

We Americans have a long history of distrust of government, going all the way back to the time of the Revolution. The Bill of Rights - the first ten amendments to the Constitution - grant all of us a wide range of rights and freedoms not granted in many other countries**, including a right we believe we have, but that isn't actually guaranteed under the Constitution ... the right to privacy.

That's right.

You have no Constitutionally-guaranteed right to privacy. What most people think of when they think of a right to privacy are the rights guaranteed under the Fourth Amendment:

"The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized."

You are guaranteed protection against unreasonable searches, which is not quite the same thing as being guaranteed privacy. And although there are many legal safeguards, invisible to most of us, that are intended to prevent abuse of the government's ability to compromise our privacy and protect us from unreasonable searches, the fact remains that we live today in a surveillance society ... and not all of that surveillance is carried out by the government and executed under legal controls intended to prevent (or at least, minimize) abuse.

Every time you scan your "preferred customer" card at the local supermarket, every time you place an order online, every time you make a cell phone call to a business, every time you cross a busy street or sit in a public place, you are allowing yourself to be scanned, recorded, imaged***, bent, folded, spindled, and mutilated. The telephone number and other personal data you write down on the warranty registration for your new appliance is sold, resold, packaged, analyzed, and parsed by dozens of individuals and data mining companies who are not restricted by the Fourth Amendment. The jerky video of you jaywalking across the street because you were too lazy to walk down to the crosswalk is maintained in a database somewhere, where someday a face-recognition program may decide that you look like a person wanted for some other, more heinous crime. The other day a friend of mine posted this on his Facebook page:

"Yesterday I did a post congratulating someone for earning her Master of Divinity. Today an ad popped up offering me Master of Divinity programs. Coincidence? I think not."

No, it isn't a coincidence. Big Brother is, indeed, watching. And he doesn't always work for the Big, Bad GovernmentTM.

There are a great many questions - both legitimate and asinine - being asked about what the NSA is doing. These are accompanied by the predictable howls of outrage from the left and the right for someone's head on a plate****. Nevertheless, it was not an out-of-control intelligence community that started all this ... it was Congress, in its speedy passage and routine renewal of the Patriot Act and other well-intentioned (yet, in hindsight, perhaps Constitutionally questionable) legislation, that established the foundation for all the actions that are now being questioned and villified. You can read the whole story here (and you should).

The next time Americans are killed in a terrorist attack (and it will happen, this being that kind of world), representatives of the intelligence and national security communities will be sitting in front of the cameras being thundered at by irate members of Congress for not predicting the attack and doing something in advance to prevent it. For all their faults and often questionable provisions, the Patriot Act and the Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act are some of those things we've chosen to do. Let us not throw out the proverbial baby with the bathwater.

And if you can't have a right to privacy, why not just settle for the right to be left alone ...



Have a good day. More thoughts coming.

Bilbo

* Because of its penchant for extreme secrecy, often jocularly known as "No Such Agency."

** Try exercising your freedom of worship in Saudi Arabia or Pakistan, or your right to bear arms almost anywhere else in the world, and you'll see what I mean.

*** One day, on a whim, I decided to count the number of surveillance cameras that were taking my picture between the time I left my house and the time I arrived at my office in the Pentagon. I stopped counting at 25.

**** Prefereably the President's, from the GOP perspective ... which conveniently forgets that the Patriot Act was enacted under a Republican president, and still has plenty of members of Congress of both parties supporting the routine extension of some of its more controversial provisions.


Tuesday, October 04, 2011

Phoney Baloney

Today is the day that Apple is expected to unveil the all-new, improved, latest, greatest model of its wildly popular iPhone, expected to be called the ... wait for it ... iPhone 5. It seems like only yesterday that Agnes and I went home from the Apple Store with our brand-spanking new iPhone 3GS's. The new iPhone is expected to feature 750,000 megapixel front, rear, top, bottom, and side cameras, electronic messaging, radar, sonar, GPS, MSG, and PDQ. It parallel parks itself. It slices and dices, plays games, scans funky pixillated images, and raises the dead. And you can even make phone calls with it.

Will wonders never cease?

I remember a time when you used a telephone to talk to other similarly-equipped people in distant locations. It weighed 30 pounds, sat on the desk or table, and a straight wire connected the telephone body to a wall socket, while a tightly-curled wire of insufficient length connected the receiver to the body. If you wanted to pace while you were on the phone, you had to buy a long enough set of wires, and carry the telephone body (a heavy little sucker made of indestructible bakelite) in one hand and the receiver in the other.

Now, of course, telephones aren't just for communicating by voice - they are multifunctional devices which allow you to annoy people within a wide radius by sharing your most intimate conversations at high volume while simultaneously taking their pictures and surfing the net. Sort of like a twenty-first century party line. Mike will remember what that is.

Whatever happened to the good old telephone? There was a time when you could defend yourself against attack in your home by smacking an intruder with a 30-pound bakelite telephone. With a four-ounce cell phone, not so much. When you wanted privacy, you dragged the entire phone at the end of its 40-foot cord into the bathroom and shut the door.

If I want to take a picture, I can use my trusty Canon. If I want to surf the net, I have my iMac (with a 24-inch screen) and my laptop (with a 17-inch screen) ... I'm getting too old to squint at a teeny little 4-inch screen on a cell phone. If I want to play games, I can haul out the Yahtzee, Monopoly, or Scrabble boxes.

So ...

The Luddite in me is grumpily scowling at the introduction of a fancy new iPhone, while the tech aficionado in me is salivating like Pavlov's dogs at the thought of the same toy.

Wouldn't it be nice if there was an iPhone that just ... well ... made phone calls? Of course, that would defeat the purpose of the whole thing, wouldn't it?

I think I'll wait for the new iPhone 6, which is already rumored to include a Swiss Army option that also provides a screwdriver, corkscrew, chainsaw, and - for inner-city use - 9mm pistol with 15-round magazine ...

Have a good day. More thoughts tomorrow.

Bilbo

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Digital Misery

Those of you who are my friends on Facebook have already heard about what happened yesterday morning: I had just finished publishing my blog post and linking it to my Facebook page and was standing up from the desk to finish getting ready for work when there was a bright flash from the screen of my beloved iMac, a loud POP!!, and wisps of smoke curled up from the vents on the back of the housing.

I was pretty sure something had gone wrong.

My iMac is now in the hands of the Geniuses (yes, they call them that) at the Pentagon City Apple Store, where they think the problem is that the power supply blew out. I'll know in five to seven days, when they get the new power supply and test it. I hope that's actually the problem, because if it is, it will only cost $106 to fix. That's a lot cheaper than the cost of replacing the computer.

Ugh.

Anyhow, the Genius I dealt with was very professional and gave me credit for being relatively computer-literate and able to describe the problem without hysterical weeping and gnashing of teeth. She did, though, have me do the paperwork ...

COMPUTER PROBLEM REPORT

1. Describe your problem: _________________________________.

2. Now, describe your problem accurately: _____________________.

3. Speculate wildly about the cause of your problem: ______________.

4. Assess the severity of the problem:
Insignificant __
Minor __
Trivial __

5. Is the computer plugged in?
Yes __
No __

6. Is the computer turned on?
No __
Yes __

7. Have you tried to fix it yourself?
Yes __
No __

8. Have you made the problem worse?
Yes __
No __

9. Have you read the manual?
No __
Yes __

10. Are you sure you’ve read the manual?
Yes __
No __

11. Are you absolutely sure you’ve read the manual?
Yes __
No __

12. Did you understand the manual?
No __
No __

13. If you somehow actually managed to understand the manual, why don’t you fix the problem yourself? ____________.

14. How tall are you? Are you above this line? ___________________.

15. What were you doing with your computer when the problem occurred? ____.

16. If you answered “nothing” to question 15, then explain why you were logged on: _____________.

17. Are you sure you are not imagining this problem?
Yes __
No __

18. Describe how this problem makes you feel. ___________________.

19. Describe your troubled childhood. _________________________.

20. Do you have any independent, reliable witnesses to this problem?
Yes __
No __

21. Can’t you find something else to do besides bothering me?
Yes __
No __

22. Attach copies of your most recent pay stub and income tax return (required so that we can determine if you can afford to fix this problem.

Thank you for helping us understand and solve your problem. Now go away. Don't call us, we'll call you.

I'll let you know how it turns out. In the meantime, I'm hugging my laptop.

Have a good day. More thoughts tomorrow.

Bilbo