Big Brother Has a Whole New Family
Drones and Surveillance
You know what I saw the other day? A drone. A UAV. I was driving at the time and couldn’t believe my eyes. It was daytime, they are very distinctive, no doubt about what it was. I don’t live in the hills of Pakistan, I live in Florida and it was flying over a residential area.
Don’t take my word for it, Google domestic drones and read all about them. There’s a congressional hearing this week about Federal Government use and police departments all over the country are lining up to purchase them. If you want to put Johnny the drug dealer under the microscope then go right ahead I guess but these things are designed for mass surveillance. I have nothing to hide but I still have a right to privacy.
These things are more than just flying cameras because they can capture all kinds of data as they fly over your house and who gets to play with that? Some people say we live in a police state but I think it’s just beginning. Power is addictive and the new technologies are putting unprecedented power in the hands of very small people. A local police chief can now command like a general on a battlefield and it’s only a matter of time before an armed drone turns up in the arsenal of a police department. Ask the people of Pakistan just how surgical those strikes really are.
They read our emails, monitor our internet use, listen to our phone calls and now they spy on us from the clouds. We are told this is for our collective safety because we are at war. A war in the Middle East, a war on crime at home. Their surveillance of us is a small price to pay for our security. We accept that explanation and allow them to take away more of our freedom with every decision they make. I’ll get off my soapbox now and leave the last word to Mr. Orwell.
“…the consciousness of being at war, and therefore in danger, makes the handing-over of all power to a small caste seem the natural, unavoidable condition of survival.”
“Always there will be the intoxication of power, constantly increasing and constantly growing subtler. Always, at every moment, there will be the thrill of victory, the sensation of trampling on an enemy who is helpless. If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face – for ever.”
― George Orwell, 1984