Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Privacy, not such a secret after all


I’ve been thinking about privacy a lot over the last few months. The revelation that Angela Merkel’s mobile phone had been tapped by the Americans and then that we had been listening into the Indonesian President’s wife’s phone calls troubled me. I was entertained (?) by the commentary that followed and the responses of the ‘guilty’ (read ‘caught out’) parties that ‘everyone does it’. I was appalled that most people seemed to think that was an ok defence. And yet…
When I was growing up there were two almost inviolate things a ‘grown up’ could do to a kid – enter their bedroom without knocking (if at all) and to read their diary. At this point in my life I’m less convinced it was about keeping secrets as it was about being a kid and telling the oldies to back off. Nevertheless it was also a rite of passage to understand limits, freedoms and keeping things personal and private. Even now I think that it is important to maintain my privacy, have my own ‘thoughts’, have conversations with ‘me’ that aren’t shared or available to anyone else. There lie my prejudices, my hopes, my fears and those sometimes troubling mind meanders that occasionally make me wonder ‘where the hell did that come from’. If you read this blog regularly (sorry) you may often have similar thoughts about me.

The lines of privacy today of course are blurred. The ‘coalition of the all too willing to participate in social networking’ has ensured that. People now put their innermost thoughts, feelings and rants on Fakebook, Twitspace, Wanko or whatever. Many are incredibly ‘brave’ in the things they’ll say about each other, often things they’d never say to their face. People are judged (and consequently often bullied) by their sometimes ill thought out words, stands they take or banal commentary. Assumptions are made and inaccurate characterisations follow.
You want to read today’s version of a diary? Pop onto social media and it is all there for you to lap up should that float your boat. It’s not even hidden, it’s just there.

It amuses me when I challenge someone about the information they are prepared to ‘share’ on line. It’s usually ‘I haven’t got anything they’d want to look at’ or ‘I’m pretty careful about who I let see my site’ etc, we all suddenly believe we have a part of ourselves that is invisible, we are less interesting and yet something inside us says ‘look at me I am worth paying heed to’. This is how celebrity becomes so attractive. And of course there are some who just think it’s all an oversensitivity and really there is nothing to be concerned about, privacy schivacy! Ok, for all those in that camp pop through your PINs and Passwords to me and we’ll see how private you suddenly become!
I don’t know exactly when it became ok to know each other’s business and to have an appetite but I find it all unseemly. Consumer advocates in the 90’s were outraged at the kind of information that was freely spread around and shared by companies, governments and mostly anyone. As a result Australia introduced some of the tightest and protective Privacy Laws in the world. We complain when we’re asked ‘security questions’ or to identify ourselves and yet so many of us post the most intimate of information about ourselves on line. Is this some kind of madness or what?

Want to know someone’s relationship status? Hop on line and you’ll get the latest, you will probably even get details and, super doper, they might jump onto Coward’s Castle ‘Twitter’ and post something shocking or slanderous about their ex. Sure they’ll withdraw the Tweet later ‘horrified if I caused hurt or embarrassment’ but the carefully thought out damage will already have been done, there’ll be screen shots to ensure no one will miss it.
So Angela Merkel and Mrs Yudhoyono can just suck it up it seems.  They have no rights to privacy, they can have no secrets, what they say to family members and friends is as up for grabs as what they say to their ministers or leaders of other countries. Because ‘everyone does it’, because somewhere on the net it will be written or speculated on at least. We cannot quake in horror though because we do it to ourselves and expect it of others.

Let’s not forget though that human rights once surrendered are almost impossible to get back. We’ve seen that since 9/11. Australia’s ‘spy’ agency ASIO has some of the toughest security laws in the world (tougher than the UK and some of the US laws), particularly on detention without charge, right to a lawyer and the right to refuse to answer questions. And I worry that is the same for privacy, especially that of individuals. And as for our secrets, well give it up kids you no longer have any…and you probably don’t care. Nothing enlivens a Government more than apathy, it’s ‘go for it’ time. Just look at the stuff Edward Snowden and Wiki leaks have uncovered and that we now know all our tweets, emails and texts are monitored and someone else decides whether they are of use or not.

So as the US dares to threaten trial and detention of its citizens and honourable, brave people such as Snowden, Manning and Assange for alerting us to things that are, in my opinion, plain wrong, invasive, hideous and unsettling we need to remember something basic: think before you speak, tweet, email, fbook or phone.

They’re out there

They’re listening

And your problem would be?

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Stop This Killer


There is a silent killer in our society, our great and fair country of Australia, and I think it’s time it was named and shamed.

When I was growing up we didn’t have air conditioning, some houses had a ceiling fan, some had a ‘breezeway’ but we had nothing. We went to school in uncooled boxes and played in the blistering sunshine (no sunblock) and rode home on our bikes. When I moved to Melbourne in 1976 the trains were still the wooden red rattlers and the trams the old style all with no aircon. And we survived. Frankly, I’m buggered if I know how. Today the heat of summer is all too hideous and miserable for me and I crave aircon lest my body starts to shut down. I sweat in places where I doubt there are sweat glands and I dehydrate faster than my African Violet.

I don’t mind the sunshine; in fact a sunny day in Melbourne in March with about 18-24 degrees is my idea of gorgeous. I know some who claim to ‘enjoy’ the heat…mind you from their air-conditioned cars or homes. I love the cold but I like to be comfortable so I guess it’s sort of the same but then I do expose myself to the cold as much as possible.

It is disturbing to see tennis being played at the Australian Open when we have plus 40 degree temperatures but that is about money isn't it?! Of course if, perish the thought, one of the players drops dead of a heart attack and the family sues the Open we'll see how important money is. Thankfully sense prevailed today and the matches were put on hold.

My biggest concern about the heat though is the trauma of fires that comes with it. It is terrifying and sad each warm season to see the destruction wrought by fires and the awfulness of lost lives and property not to mention the horror that must go with being caught in a fire.

Whilst some find cold weather a bit of a trial (you can always get warm but can rarely get cool I find) there is no escaping how dangerous heatwaves are- they are killers.

In fact heatwaves are our biggest national killer, well ahead of fire and floods. Those of us ageing (in the hot weather I find I age rapidly) find this of particular relevance and those of us in the city are more vulnerable because of  what is called the Heat Island Effect (HIE) ... which can add up to four degrees to temperatures. This can be further exacerbated due to a prevalence of dark-coloured pavements and roofs that absorb heat, and a lack of shade and green space.

A report from the Government last year (http://www.infrastructure.gov.au/infrastructure/pab/soac/index.aspx) shows that heatwaves in our major cities are more deadly than other natural disasters, causing 2887 deaths since 1890.

This is more than bushfires (843), cyclones (935), earthquakes (13), floods (453) and severe storms (124) combined.

After our hottest decade in history, many Australian cities and towns recording their hottest days (and nights) ever and sustained periods of hotter weather we are looking at something dangerous this way coming! And because our population is ageing we may not have the infrastructure to cope - hospitals, water supplies, electricity etc.

And this is all before we re-visit the craziness (observed on the TV news on Tuesday night) of people flocking to the beach and lying out in the blazing sun with no sun block or insufficient. Today an average of one Australian dies every day from skin cancer or a sun related cancer, I fear those numbers are not going to reduce if we don't wake up to ourselves. I even heard someone say the other day 'oh I only stay out for about ten minutes', stupid.

So this silent killer has to be stopped! If a person took out a couple of hundred lives a year there would be the biggest hunt on for the serial killer and all sorts of laws passed to stop anyone else doing it.

Heat is insidious, evil and harmful and I HATE IT.