|While in Italy, I started snapping pictures of all the anti-war signs and graffiti. (There was a lot -- Italians weren't too happy with the war even if their government was going along with it.) Both of these are from Venice. The one on the left declares that "Italy Repudiates the War." The one below is pretty self-explanatory, I think. There were also rainbow-colored PACE (peace) flags everywhere.|
Thursday, June 26, 2003
Well the homeland security folks want to start using the real thing to screen folks at airports. And the difference is that they've finally perfected the technology. Susan Hallowell, the Director of the TSA's security laboratory, demonstrated the thing by letting a machine strip her naked in front of a roomfull of reporters with cameras. Her point was that, in addition to a very clear rendering of her various bumps and curves, the machine was able to clearly show images of bombs and weapons she had stashed under her clothing. "It does basically make you look fat and naked — but you see all this stuff," Hallowell said Wednesday during a demonstration of the technology.
I think this is pretty freaky, and apparently so do other people. (One of the next projects being contemplated is software to create a "virtual fig leaf" to preserve the modesty of travelers.)
The complete story is here.
Meanwhile, let's see what Ashcroft and his cronies are up to. The usual, it turns out: trying to send a guy to jail for holding up a protest sign. When President Bush came to Columbia, SC last year to speak to a Republican gathering, Brett Bursey decided to show his displeasure by standing in a public part of the airport with a sign reading "No War For Oil." Shortly before the president arrived, a Secret Service agent told him that he had to move to a "free speech area" about a half mile away from where the president would be speaking. Bursey said that he thought he was already in a free speech area -- the United States of America. This got him arrested, although the charges were quietly dropped shortly thereafter.
But local US Attorney Strom Thurmond Jr. couldn't leave well enough alone, and decided to charge Bursey under a rarely-used law that allows the Secret Service to restrict access to areas the president is visiting. If convicted, Bursey could face six months in jail and a $5000 fine for holding his sign. (Bursey points out that the Secret Service didn't do anything about the crowd of people holding pro-Bush signs in the same area.)
The funny thing is, this is deja vu all over again. Bursey was arrested at the same airport in 1969 while waiting for a visit from President Nixon and holding a sign protesting the Vietnam war. That case was thrown out by the South Carolina Supreme Court when it ruled that protesters could not be charged with tresspassing if they were on public property.
Eleven members of congress (including a Republican and members of the Homeland Security and Judiciary committees) have already sent a note to Ashcroft asking him to put an end to this travesty. They pointed out that "no plausible argument can be made the Mr. Bursey was threatening the president by holding a sign which the president found politically offensive." But so far, the case is proceeding in court.
Sure catching terrorists is important. But a guy holding a sign isn't a terrorist. The administration has continues to take advantage of post-9/11 security concerns to stifle dissent and destroy the civil rights we are entitled to as American citizens. This really infuriates me.
(What with the new rules and all, I'll be expecting a homeland security van outside my house a few minutes after I publish this post. If you haven't seen one of my usual gripes by Monday, can someone please call the ACLU?)
Tuesday, June 24, 2003
There's been a rift in the space/time continuum in the vicinity of Douglas Avenue.
I glanced out my window last night reacting to a melodic cocktail of jazz, salsa and hip-hop. At first I thought I saw a mariachi on the horizon, clearly spirited away from Rosepepper on the lovely evening breeze. But after a quick rub of my lenses, my vision fixed on the heppest cat I've seen since Don Cornelius was still hosting Soul Train. This guy was decked out in a white, circular brimmed hat, wrapped with a red ribbon. He had on a red shirt with the kind of sheen one has on their face after a visit to Prince's. The shirt was offset by white pants that were so fresh and so clean.
Now if I were to stop here in my description of this cat, you'd be ready to move on to the next post to be further dismayed by news of the latest yard elf theft. But the next two items with which he was adorned confirmed that at least a small rift, if not a large whole, had torn in the fabric of space and time....
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Overheard on Saturday evening while I was frantically working on my computer science exam on the patio at Caffeine, the new coffee joint on Demonbreun:
Gal 1: We should come up with a picking your nose book for dummies.Then a bit later, from another guy, who evidently owns the place:
Guy 1: Yeah, we could have one of those ads in the back of a magazine. You know, "send 2.95 plus postage and handling..."
Gal 2: We could come up with a new chapter every night we go out. You know, picking your nose when you're at the beach, picking your nose in the shower...
Guy1: Then we could have pictures!
Gal 1: The first rule has to be for real dummies -- don't use your tongue.
I've been trying to leave nashville since I got here.I've only been trying to leave Nashville for five years, so I guess this guy's an old pro compared to me.
How long you been here?