Hello late-night-bed-bugs like myself (or readers that DON’T instantaneously know when I’ve posted something new…)
I bid you good eventide. I hope your Saturday was more eventful than mine, but even if it wasn’t (I don’t know how yours could possibly be any slower…) that’s okay. I am a big fan of quiet time.
Anyway, my life update doesn’t really contain much, other than the fact that thankfully my boyfriend hasn’t gone to the hospital yet (the pain in his back is bearable), but will go on Monday for sure. He has an infection in his muscle at the bottom of his spine and it’s fucking up his nerves, which is pretty dangerous and really painful, from what I understand. I’m not a doctor, but I know that when nerves get cut off, you stop having control of that area (ie. paralysis) and therefore, pain in that area generally means that things are getting worse and that it is urgent. Doctors at the emergency room though, apparently don’t think it’s urgent enough for them to care to do anything about it. I realize they’re professionals and everything, but the whole system is a little out of whack from what I can see. There’s too much bureaucracy for anything to get done in a timely manner. My grandmother was supposed to get a referral to an “amazing” arthritic specialist when she was at the hospital for a month, but she died before she could get it. That should say something to public health officials about our system and its wasteful and dangerous stop-and-go procession. But it hasn’t so far. I wonder why?
As for other topics, today I read this article in the Saturday Star about the new body scanners that are going to be mass-installed in many large scale airports all over the world, due to the U.S.’s recent failure to stop a man(terrorist?… I didn’t really look into the story) from getting on a plane. There has been a lot of hubbub about these new scanners – so much that you can’t hardly live a day without hearing some new complaint or information about them, without ever really looking into it. Such is news-power. But my issue is with this article written by Travel Editor Jim Byers, called “Shut up and get scanned, already“.
Okay, I realize that it’s annoying hearing people say the same thing over and over again – I mean, I work at a bar for goodness’ sakes: the amount of repeated “I swear…. I swear… I loved her/him/inanimate object” I hear is beyond understanding. But there are many legitimate complaints coming from all corners: we don’t know the health effects these machines will have, they cost about as much as a small country does, and they “may not be able to detect material such as smuggled on board of a plane by the so-called Crotch Bomber during Christmas.” (Digital Journal article) Secondly, what Byers calls “the cost of doing business” is a major inconvenience, assault on privacy and freedom, and a hit to our taxes. Has anyone asked the nation whether we want these monstrosities installed in every single major airport at the cost of other national program funding being cut? No. Is there even a government to ask us all of this? No. I just think it’s interesting how the government can keep infringing our rights for the sake of “our safety” – cell phone bans during driving, RIDE programs, electronic x-rays to get on a plane to Florida? What next? Apparently, “passenger behaviour observation for passenger screening at major Canadian airports.” Wonderful – so anyone that looks suspicious can be “profiled” – a word tied with heavy connotations to race and sex based judgements – where does this take us?
I think in the wrong direction. Look, I’m all for safety, security, and preemptive measures for all of them. Deter terrorists all you want, but I don’t want my privacy compromised. I have rights that can’t simply be abandoned because you “think I look like” I am a terrorist. Several years ago, everyone Muslim “looked like a terrorist” – does that mean they’d get profiled today because they look a little sketchy, because they wear turbans, because they smell weird (stereotypes, yes, but nonetheless they are important in judgements of character)?
Byers says at the end that “I’ll take less chance of being blown up any day over my so-called privacy… no matter how small that chance may be.” I know this has been a debate for a long time, and it’ll keep going for as long as there is a public and there is a private sphere of community – BUT. How much are Canadians really willing to sacrifice to the government in order to feel protected by them? Will you let them insert chips into you so they know where you are at all times “just so they make sure you’re safe”? Will you let them put video cameras inside your home? Will you let Mr. Harper see what you eat, what you buy (oh wait, credit card companies already got that one!), what you believe in? Supporting things like this seems to be an ever-increasing grasp towards control by the government.
I’m not saying safety isn’t important – I’m sure that Obama’s measures to protect American citizens all come from a noble place, but I’m not ready to have my phone lines tapped (although, apparently, they already are? Anyone have any info on this?) quite yet. I think privacy is still important. And full-body scanners aren’t really in a recognizable realm of personal information. I’d rather get a pat-down from a real human being. Do I have a gun? Liquids? Tranquillizers? No. Soon I won’t have anything at all, including the security that comes with being the only person that knows your own business.
Anyway, that was my little answer to Mr. Byers. I just… don’t want to “suck it up” as he ever so charmingly tells me to do. Why should I go along with schemes that I don’t agree with?
Also, I got an A in my Rhetoric class – the one I thought I was going to fail, remember? Yeah. I feel pretty awesome right now.
It’s time for bed though – I got home 2 hours ago! I can’t believe I’ve been reading/writing for all of that time. But this was important for me to talk about. I read it and I was like “Nu-UH sir. NU. UH.”
Other than all of that I wanted to mention something about how I’m happy I’ve never done any hard drugs, but that’ll have to come on another day. But, really, I am. Coca es no bueno.
What is bueno is Alborz, this Persian restaurant on Yonge Street – TASTY. Went there last night with my wailing boyfriend and loved the shit out of their chicken kabob and noodles and ice cream. D-ANG. Seriously though, go try some Iranian food – it’s so simple but so, so good. And the chicken reminded me of my cottage from childhood – when we used to do barbeque and roast the meat and you’d get that char-grilled smoky smell all around it… MMMMMMMMMMMMMmmm rawr. Good food.
Okay. That’s it. No more.
P.S. OK, AND, I will not see Avatar. No. Especially NOT in 3D and Imax and all that bullshit. NO TO 17.99. I will read a book instead. NO.