Your ID Is Safe With Me
by
Justine Nicholas
by Justine Nicholas
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Trust me.
I’m a government spy.
If that didn’t
make you cringe, you’re probably beside yourself with laughter.
But that’s
essentially what one of this country’s highest-ranking spooks is
telling us to do. He reminds me of one of those doctors who tells
a kid, "This won’t hurt," while he’s thrusting a long
needle into the kid’s arm.
Losing your
privacy won’t hurt. And it will make you sooo much safer.
Riiight. Just
ignore that voice you hear: "Those who are willing to give
up a little freedom for a little security will deserve neither and
lose both." Who was that – Benjamin Franklin? What did he know
about tera-ism, anyway?
Privacy
no longer can mean anonymity.
That little
gem came from one Donald Kerr, the Deputy Director of National Intelligence.
He oughta know a thing or two about keeping us safe from the bad
boys, right? I mean, if he says so, you really have nothing to worry
about if you have nothing to hide. If you don’t want to give your
name and want a numbered offshore account, you must be up to no
good. Really.
Instead,
[privacy] should mean that government and businesses properly safeguard
people’s private communications and financial information.
Run that by
me again. Remember, I’m not an intelligence person; I’m just an
ordinary gal who’s read the Constitution
and the Bill
of Rights. Oh – and FISA,
too. Oh, gee (I’m blushing now.) I guess I shouldn’t get too
upset about the government wiretapping my phone calls or intercepting
my e-mails because someone even thinks I am or whoever’s on the
other end is in another country. After all, you never know what
those foreigners are up to, do you? Sammy’s gathering our personal
information only to protect us, you know.
Those two
generations younger than we are have a very different idea of what
is essential privacy, what they would wish to protect about their
lives and affairs. And so, it’s not for us to inflict one size fits
all.
Oh, I see.
It’s all those young whippersnappers who want to expose me. Such
cheek They have absolutely no respect for the privacy of their
elders! Thank you for enlightening me, Mr. Kerr, you wise eminence
gris you. I’m with you when you say you don’t understand why
people are
perfectly
willing for a green-card holder at an [Internet service provider]
who may or may have not have been an illegal entrant to the United
States to handle their data.
I mean, really.
Who would you rather see with your name, phone number, credit
card, credit score, school transcripts and health records – one
of those sneaky, shifty foreigners slaving away in front of a hot
computer screen for less money than you spent for that slice of
pizza, or nice, clean agents of a government that only uses intelligence
to protect honest Uhmurrikun peeple. Uh huh – just like they did
at Ruby
Ridge and Waco.
Besides, what
could that illegal at the ISP do to you, if he’s so motivated? He
could steal your credit card number. But, you protest, that’s more
likely to happen at a restaurant or store. OK, but that alien can
always b-b-blackmail you. I mean, doesn’t that scare you more than
what our government did to Maher
Arar after they got his information?
Just listen
to that nice government agent when he says
I think
all of us have to really take stock of what we already are willing
to give up, in terms of anonymity, but (also) what safeguards we
want in place to be sure that giving that doesn’t empty our bank
account or do something equally bad elsewhere.
Now, I’ll admit
I’m not a tekkie. All I know about cell phones is that they come
in my favorite colors. So please forgive me if I don’t understand
how I’m safer when anybody I don’t know has my name, the
numbers of my telephone, social security and credit cards, driver’s
license, passport and bank account and my FICA score and lists of
all books, magazines, videos and playthings I’ve bought and borrowed.
Then again,
I’m sure Mr. Kerr knows better. After all, if we’d had the Patriot
Act and other such laws way back when, there may never have
been any Federalist
Papers because everyone would’ve known who "Publius"
was. Imagine how much easier Kerr’s job would be if there weren’t
all those pesky debates about what the Founding Fathers wrote.
Oh,
another thing: When Agent Kerr was at the FBI, he reminds us,
It was a
felony to misuse the data – it was punishable by five years in jail
and a $100,000 fine, which I don’t believe has ever happened
Oh, yeah. People
really quake in their boots when they think about five years in
Club Fed and handing over 100Gs when they know those things have
never happened to one of their own. I feel safer already. Thank
you, Herr Donald Kerr.
November
19, 2007
Justine
Nicholas [send her mail]
is the deputy director of the Office of Academic Achievement at
York College in Queens, New York.
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