Friday 7 March 2008

Just for England

"enjoy the two key benefits of the National Identity Scheme - improved protection and greater convenience". The Westminster Home Secretary.

"We are opposed to the concept of compulsory ID cards. We feel the UK Government is attempting to introduce this measure by stealth. We will be making representations to them to make clear our vehement opposition to it." Spokesman for the Scottish Government.

Whoops.

17 comments:

Electro-Kevin said...

Make sure your passport's renewed before biometric measures are introduced.

I doubt the efficacy of ID cards; especially when one sees the fiasco at Sangatte where hi tech detectors and screening have been installed only for the whole system to fail for the sake of a hole in the fence.(I'm not speaking metaphorically here either.) The problem with Britain is innertia on the part of people quite satisfied with the mess that they've created.

I would have trusted past governments on the issue of DNA recording but not now. I feel that it's all going rather sinister - DNA can be planted like any other evidence and lawyers will learn counter it in court. But on the whole here is an example of a great technological bound which I think ought to be applied to everyone for the good of humanity but I shudder at its implications because of the mendacity of lying, thieving, spiteful and hedgemonic politicians.

hatfield girl said...

They're quite handy when they're just a cardboard folder with a photo and the name, and place of origin E_K.

If Mr HG is asked (and it's always him whose asked, me having the face of an angel) they can call the carabiniere in the village and they say he's in good standing, and that's it; though they never do call - enough to have the possibility.

It's the linked database, with all the dirty laundry on it, and available to all and criminal fraudulent sundry, that smells.

Sackerson said...

Efamol.

hatfield girl said...

Lost me S, I thought evening primrose oil was another of these herbally werbally cure-all things.
'It was concluded that EFA supplementation, as employed here, produces minimal or no improvements in hyperactive children selected without regard to baseline EFA concentrations.'

The quote is from a 1986 study conducted in New Zealand, and no independent studies disturb this conclusion.

In the US distributors have come to the attention of the Federal Trade Commission.

Anonymous said...

Oh dear! Looks like Hadrian's wall is going to have to be rebuilt, but this time by the other lot!

hatfield girl said...

Today's papers are reporting the fingerprinting of domestic passengers at Heathrow starting at the end of the summer, and a passport for internal travellers is not enough, E-K.

Long distance trains will be next presumably, car journeys are surveilled already.

After that it won't be a step to requiring 'pre-booking', or permission, to travel to, or stay, outside your home area; certainly London and other large cities, will be designated 'pre-booking' destinations. It's the threat of terrorism you see, and the Olympics.

hatfield girl said...

Scotland should declare itself part of Schengen, Nomad, leaving the control freaks in England to play with their e-border or not, as they chose.

lilith said...

Perhaps Sackerson meant "England F**ked Am Moving Out Lacrimose"

Anonymous said...

I do not think, nor have I ever thought, that Schengen was a good agreement. What the Europeans do is up to them, but what the UK needs is a much more rigid and enforced immigration control policy. However, I fear we may be approaching the point of no return, if we have not already reached it. I'm glad I got out when I did.

hatfield girl said...

'I'm glad I got out when I did.'

So interesting you should say that, Nomad, because one of the notable aspects of the e-borders is their concentration on leaving, not on arriving. And on internal movement.

It will be as was the Soviet 'marcheroute' with presence required at pre-booked venues and an officially sanctioned presence anywhere.

Managed democracy is so draining, these people think they can just run about as and when they please. Still, once they are in they can be organised just by the hope of ever getting out.

hatfield girl said...

Or perhaps he meant use EFAMOL for an angelic visage, L, though I'm going with yours.

If Sackerson belongs where he seems to, in the Black Country, he's not going to take what's going on lying down, drinker of mild or not.

And imagine E-K applying for permission to roam, too!

Anonymous said...

HG: Getting out: I cannot recall the last time I had my passport checked or stamped when leaving the UK. It just does not happen once one has checked in. This lack of recording who has left is one reason why those that should know these things have no idea who is in the country having overstayed their visa (cf a certain Brazilian electrician - and, doubtless, countless thousands of south Asians and eastern Europeans).

Anonymous said...

re Soviet marcheroute: That reminded me of the brief period I spent in Russia (more years ago than I now care to remember!) when it was necessary to obtain advance permission to travel beyond a certain distance outside Moscow. Details of route to be taken and car registration were also required. Every so often along way there would be a roadblock/checkpoint at which your written permission had to be produced and checked against the militiamen's log; and when you got where you were going it was fairly easy to spot the nonchalently lounging watchers in the bushes. I recall we had lots of fun when being followed, by suddenly turning round and walking back the way we had come, which generally threw them into a tizzy. Even more so when we wished them Good Morning in Russian as we passed them!

After a while this sort of paranoia was just accepted as normal, but the worrying thing was that on return to the UK it took me a long while to relax about speaking openly for fear of bugs planted in the walls!

lilith said...

Nomad, the father of a friend used to work for Shell and he was often in Russia. He told us how he would flop down on his hotel bed, alone at last in his room and sigh "I'd love a cold beer" out loud. Sure enough, moments later, room service would produce one for him.

Nick Drew said...

when in East Germany (mid 80's), the 'followers' came in two varieties - youngish in moustache and leather jacket, and superannuated in long mac and trilby

I turned into a bookshop looking for something for my young son, and chanced upon a book of anti-NATO propaganda for the under-8's (sic), enchantingly titled Wann soll man Bäume pflanzen? Obviously, I had to have it.

My follower at that moment was one of the older types, and particularly decrepit. He was desperate to see what I had picked up, so he grabbed the nearest book to hand and joined me in the queue, craning over my shoulder to see.

The book he had grabbed was Windsurfing für Anfänger, which added much to the gaiety of the moment

We still have the book, BTW

Anonymous said...

Nick, yes, going in and out of shops also provided hours of fun, especially if there were say four of us and only two of them. Great confusion if two of us stepped outside leaving the other two browsing, and one of us walking off to the left and the other to the right! We usually smiled and waved goodbye to each other as we left to return home so it really was all very good humoured. I am sure the followers were very bored and fed up having to spend their day wandering around behind us instead of being out with their mates.

There was a story (the veracity of which I cannot confirm) that some the the British (or maybe US)embassy Defence Attache's staff were travelling to somewhere or other in the middle of nowhere (with permission of course!) and lost their way. So they hailed the followers in the cars behind and asked them to show the way. Must have been a great joke really to all concerned.

Nick Drew said...

Eminently credible, Nomad. For part of my visit we had an Intourist-style guide (a rather attractive young lady who almost changed my mind about Communism).

As we drove to the border to leave East Germany, with her on board, a few miles before the checkpoint she asked us to stop and let her off, more or less in the boondocks. She stood at the roadside and, looking behind, we saw the following car simply stop to pick her up.

[word verification is IRENEOL - spookily, I think Irene was her name ... they never stop watching you)