you do know you are discredited by living in the country that wrote and then disregarded 1984, right?The scans aren't too bad - although they could do with adapting their procedures to later developments. Instead they just add on checks layer after layer.
However, the customs and immigration people... are generally dicks. In other airports around the world they range from business-like to light-hearted but competent. The American equivalents tend to be miserable, impatient and vindictive. I don't know if they're paid peanuts, or if their uniforms are really itchy or what, but when a small child smiles and waves at you, the proper response isn't to tell the parent to "get that damn child under control" (Denver airport). And if an old man with a walking stick is having difficulty taking his shoes off for them to be x-rayed, maybe get him a chair and help rather than tell him "if you can't take your shoes off in good time, you need to take your belongings and go somewhere to prepare" and thrust the tray of his stuff at him.
Admittedly they were slightly better the last time I went. I was delayed by them being extremely confused due to me planning to get married in the USA but not stay there afterwards, but they were at least courteous as they worked out I was coming in legally and correctly, even apologising for delaying me 10 minutes (a great improvement from when they kept me for 4 hours and caused me to miss my flight, stranding me in Chicago for a night - just because I share name with an escaped Texan convict. They had my fingerprints from a previous visit, and they admitted the escapee wasn't even the same ethnicity as me, but still made it perfectly clear that it was my fault for having that name). At some of the US airports on my last visit, some of them even smiled.
you do know you are discredited by living in the country that wrote and then disregarded 1984, right?[/QUOTE]The scans aren't too bad - although they could do with adapting their procedures to later developments. Instead they just add on checks layer after layer.
However, the customs and immigration people... are generally dicks. In other airports around the world they range from business-like to light-hearted but competent. The American equivalents tend to be miserable, impatient and vindictive. I don't know if they're paid peanuts, or if their uniforms are really itchy or what, but when a small child smiles and waves at you, the proper response isn't to tell the parent to "get that damn child under control" (Denver airport). And if an old man with a walking stick is having difficulty taking his shoes off for them to be x-rayed, maybe get him a chair and help rather than tell him "if you can't take your shoes off in good time, you need to take your belongings and go somewhere to prepare" and thrust the tray of his stuff at him.
Admittedly they were slightly better the last time I went. I was delayed by them being extremely confused due to me planning to get married in the USA but not stay there afterwards, but they were at least courteous as they worked out I was coming in legally and correctly, even apologising for delaying me 10 minutes (a great improvement from when they kept me for 4 hours and caused me to miss my flight, stranding me in Chicago for a night - just because I share name with an escaped Texan convict. They had my fingerprints from a previous visit, and they admitted the escapee wasn't even the same ethnicity as me, but still made it perfectly clear that it was my fault for having that name). At some of the US airports on my last visit, some of them even smiled.
It of course mirrors Orwell's stark futuristic vision. Which he created in a fourth-floor flat overlooking Canonbury Square in Islington, North London.
On the wall outside the residence, a historical plaque commemorates the author. And within 200 yards of it, there are 32 CCTV cameras. The gardens outside the flat are under 24-hour surveillance from two cameras on traffic lights. Also, the flat's back windows have two more security cameras looking on.
Just around the corner, near Orwell's favourite pub, the Compton Arms, a camera records every person entering or leaving the pub. Within a 200-yard radius of his home, there are another 28 CCTV cameras, along with hundreds of private, remote-controlled security cameras meant to keep an eye on visitors to homes, shops and offices.
It's not a surprise at all. Of course they'd be less likely - but not much less likely. If they could save $10 and go through the more intrusive screening, I bet a lot of people would take the discount. It's not a dealbreaker for most people, but it is certainly something to take into account.92% of people say that they are less likely to fly due to security procedures
Not really, I've seen behind the curtain. Surveillance cameras outside don't bother me. And if you think that surveillance cameras on the streets = 1984, then you really didn't understand the book.you do know you are discredited by living in the country that wrote and then disregarded 1984, right?
Not really, I've seen behind the curtain. Surveillance cameras outside don't bother me. And if you think that surveillance cameras on the streets = 1984, then you really didn't understand the book.[/QUOTE]you do know you are discredited by living in the country that wrote and then disregarded 1984, right?
Congratulations on beyond going for the typical blinkered comparisons; but I can tell you from a life lived on Airstrip One that seeing the legislation in action is very different from theorising on it. The Daily Mail headline approach to politics is rightly mocked, as common sense is generally used as the filter to prevent abuse of legislation. Although I was glad to see the end of section 44 of the Terrorism Act 2000. That was always too much of a clumsy tool.Nice leaps there, but no, I'm basiing my information on monthly, lengthy discussions with a friend who lives outside London, regarding things like the The Regulation of Investigatory Powers Act 2000, The Prevention of Terrorism Act 2005, and The Criminal Justice Act 2003 among others, but we'll just pretend that I only think 1984 and the UK was about surveillance cameras, zomb.