There will come a time when it isn't 'They're spying on me through my phone' anymore. Eventually, it will be 'My phone is spying on me'.
Philip K. DickTags: liberty technology dystopia spying surveillance surveillance-society
Funny, for all surveillance, Osama bin Laden is still freeand we're not. Guess who's winning the "war on terror?
Cory DoctorowTags: civil-rights terrorism civil-liberties war-on-terror surveillance osama-bin-laden
Big Brother in the form of an increasingly powerful government and in an increasingly powerful private sector will pile the records high with reasons why privacy should give way to national security, to law and order [...] and the like.
William O. DouglasTags: liberty freedom government control privacy corporations encroachment surveillance corporate-culture
Wo ein Klima der Überwachung und Bespitzelung herrscht, kann ein freier und offener demokratischer Prozess nicht stattfinden.
Heribert PrantlTags: democracy surveillance
Nirgendwo werden aus vermeintlichen Absurditäten so schnell Normalitäten wie auf dem Gebiet der Inneren Sicherheit.
Heribert PrantlTags: democracy surveillance homeland_security
Es soll keine Geheimnisse mehr geben, sagen die neuen Überwachungstheoretiker und meinen damit etwas recht Interessantes: dass die Ära, in der Geheimnisse zählten, in der Geheimnisse ihre Macht über das Leben von menschen ausüben konnten [...], vorbei ist; nicht, was sich zu wissen lohnt, kann nicht innerhalb von Sekunden und ohne großen Aufwand aufgedeckt werden; das Privatleben ist im Grunde ein Ding der Vergangenheit.
J.M. CoetzeeTags: privacy surveillance
Die Herren der Information haben die Poesie aus dem Auge verloren, wo Worte eine Bedeutung haben können, die sehr von der im Lexikon angegebenen abweicht, wo der metaphorische Funke der Dechiffrierfunktion immer einen Sprung voraus ist, wo eine andere, unerwartete Interpretation stets möglich ist.
J.M. CoetzeeTags: poetry surveillance
Allen europäischen Staaten voran ist besonders der britische hinsichtlich seiner Schuldvermutung, die in den atemlos fortschrittsgläubigen Überwachungsszenarien aufscheint, ganz und gar paranoid geworden und darin dem Künstler Damien Hirst ähnlich, der in seinem Buch "Theories" berichtet, dass ihn in den 90er Jahren grenzenlose Panik befiel, als ihm klar wurde, dass seine Augen eine nur verschwindend geringe Prozentzahl seiner Körperoberfläche ausmachen und er ansonsten eingeschlossen in einem vollständig finsteren Kasten sitzt.
Olaf ArndtTags: paranoia surveillance
Sooner or later, all talk among foreigners in Pyongyang turns to one imponderable subject. Do the locals really believe what they are told, and do they truly revere Fat Man and Little Boy? I have been a visiting writer in several authoritarian and totalitarian states, and usually the question answers itself. Someone in a café makes an offhand remark. A piece of ironic graffiti is scrawled in the men's room. Some group at the university issues some improvised leaflet. The glacier begins to melt; a joke makes the rounds and the apparently immovable regime suddenly looks vulnerable and absurd. But it's almost impossible to convey the extent to which North Korea just isn't like that. South Koreans who met with long-lost family members after the June rapprochement were thunderstruck at the way their shabby and thin northern relatives extolled Fat Man and Little Boy. Of course, they had been handpicked, but they stuck to their line.
There's a possible reason for the existence of this level of denial, which is backed up by an indescribable degree of surveillance and indoctrination. A North Korean citizen who decided that it was all a lie and a waste would have to face the fact that his life had been a lie and a waste also. The scenes of hysterical grief when Fat Man died were not all feigned; there might be a collective nervous breakdown if it was suddenly announced that the Great Leader had been a verbose and arrogant fraud. Picture, if you will, the abrupt deprogramming of more than 20 million Moonies or Jonestowners, who are suddenly informed that it was all a cruel joke and there's no longer anybody to tell them what to do. There wouldn't be enough Kool-Aid to go round. I often wondered how my guides kept straight faces. The streetlights are turned out all over Pyongyang—which is the most favored city in the country—every night. And the most prominent building on the skyline, in a town committed to hysterical architectural excess, is the Ryugyong Hotel. It's 105 floors high, and from a distance looks like a grotesquely enlarged version of the Transamerica Pyramid in San Francisco (or like a vast and cumbersome missile on a launchpad). The crane at its summit hasn't moved in years; it's a grandiose and incomplete ruin in the making. 'Under construction,' say the guides without a trace of irony. I suppose they just keep two sets of mental books and live with the contradiction for now.
Tags: death dissent grief totalitarianism propaganda architecture irony indoctrination authoritarianism surveillance jokes graffiti university doublethink south-korea mind-control north-korea kim-jong-il kim-il-sung pyongyang tourism-in-north-korea drinking-the-kool-aid jonestown koreans moonies ryugyong-hotel
When the Rule of Law disappears, we are ruled by the whims of men.
Tiffany MadisonTags: politics men society america state social-commentary law social-justice police police-state social-change americanism legal-system despotism surveillance surveillance-society social-norms society-s-increasing-stupidity rule-of-law politics-of-the-united-states social-psychology
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