Plenty of commentary and outrage going around these last couple of days. I'm afraid we're a little late, folks. The genie came flying out of the bottle atop a cork with Patriot Act emblazoned along its length more than a decade ago.
But it's keeping us safe, said the doe-eyed hausfrau from the front seat of her Escalade as the cool manufactured air kept beads of perspiration at bay. She said the same thing as she bustled her darling all-American family through airport security where an unseen agent ogled her comely teen daughter courtesy of a full-body scanner.
If it keeps us safe ...
She yawned and waxed self-righteous when that Paula-what's-her-name got what she deserved. The fact that the revelation flew in upon the wings of a private email account didn't even register. Patraeus who? The CIA? What's that stand for? Oh for pity's sake, look at the time! I'm off for my mani/pedi.
She'll be every bit as ambivalent through today's kerfuffle. They just have to keep track of those people. It doesn't have anything to do with me.
Of course, we all sure love surveillance when it catches a bad guy.
Remember the feeding frenzy that ensued in the wake of the Boston tragedy? The whole country went crazy combing through photos and video. Officials scoured every entity in the vicinity of the explosion. Sure enough, some business had a cam recording the suspects. And after that, the predictable cries of disbelief ensued: Why weren't those guys on someone's radar?
Gee, buddy, do you really think that radar will exclude you?
He does. He's blind to the fact that he's already a suspect. (We'll just need to take a peek in that backpack, sir). Nothing's going to change. Don't blame Washington. It's not about the right or the left. It's about my little friend in the Escalade, folks, and the guy fuming on the radio about tracking all the Muslims. We all collectively allowed fear to strip away our power.
It's our fault.
And if unseen eyes are spying on the Director of the Central Intelligence Agency, don't be surprised when the State of Ohio informs you that "our records indicate" you've failed to pay state sales tax on some online purchases. Don't be surprised when, at the Wellness Screening for your new job, some polite lady in a smock tells you that your credit card purchases indicate a family diet that includes entirely too much soda pop and processed meat.
That, my friends, is what it will look like.
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