Quote by dambuster
If your honest, why worry.
That reminds me of the good ol' "If you're innocent, you've nothing to hide" bullshit diatribe that's often trotted out by jobsworth arses more filled with their own self importance than anything else.
There have been some very interesting posts on this thread, and a diverse spread of oppinion as usual.
Dammie, I'm with you all the way on this one, no I have nothing to hide, do I mind being spied on by the powers that be? Dam right I do
here’s an example:I have it on good authority that several vehicle tracking systems are currently under trial thinly disguised as a means to trace stolen cars, help people who are lost etc. some using roadside or catseye readers, others using satellite technology.
Now we have all heard of Tracker and TomTom so we know fine well that the technology works, and at the moment, its voluntary so therefore not a problem. The whispers I have heard however is that there is a school of thought, cross party, that all cars should be fitted with an identity chip which transmits a constant signal to either the satellite or road side reader, so that the location of every car is known at any given time, the purpose, so that they can send you a nice ‘road toll’ bill through the post every month.
As if that wasn’t bad enough, it also permits them to calculate your average speed on any given journey, so with your monthly ‘road toll’ you will also get your monthly speeding fines :x
Ok so far outrageous, but just about liveable with (or not in my case) the final straw for me is that the b******* will be able to track every journey you make, where you go, when you go and any stops in between. Now call me old fashioned, but to me that is bordering on fascism, how flucking dare they?
Like I said, I have nothing to hide, but I’m flucked if I will let the B******* track my every move :dual:
UI wont even start on satellite and digital interactive media which is monitored by far more people than just the demographics compilers.
Anyone who thinks 1984 is coming, wake up and smell the gun oil, it’s already here.
<< alights from soapbox and heads for the pub
I'm just a figment of your very sick and now quite disturbed imagination 
pull up a straight jacket and have fun!
