Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Quelling Fears

There is this prevailing terror that we live in some sort of Big Brother run society where cameras spy on your every movement. This I can exclusively reveal is absolute bollocks.

I know there are cameras, I know they may well be pointed at you, but in a very Irish solution to the problem of the erosion of our rights, they do not fucking work. Even when times were good they didn't work and now they are just an expensive place for a pigeon to sit. Great view for the pigeon mind.

I can't say for certain who introduces or keeps the topic afloat when public debates come up, maybe a ruse by our not so omnipresent state. Pay one or two loudmouths to complain about the invasion of privacy while all the time you've never been so ignored.

There are cameras but there are problems -
- The people controlling them don't give a fuck, any footage retrieved is some lurid collection of close up shots of tits and ass.
- They don't record on to anything or it's just a pretend camera
- Despite the ease with which a decent digital system could be purchased, nobody bothers so you end up with a grainy picture of what could be your grandmother, rest her soul, robbing a bank
- For reasons of corporate greed, each fucking shop has a system that can only play footage on its own software.
- For reasons of corporate cost cutting, a blank cd is the hardest thing in the world to find
- For reasons of ineptitude, time is wasted and even a decent system will delete footage after about a month.
- The one working camera is now obscured by a shrub, a discoball, a bird's nest or most infuriating the intermittent fluttering of a rainbow flag.

So rest easy. While your village may be invaded and razed to the ground, your daughters raped and your wives sold into slavery the chances of this apocalypse featuring on a usable piece of CCTV is so remote as to not be worth considering.

Should you manage to get some CCTV to court...... they can only play VHS.

Sleeping better?

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