Quotes About Surveillance

People thought lights deterred criminals, but unless someone was watching, lights only made it easier to navigate unfamiliar terrain.

The little bird drone watched me from a branch halfway up the oak. Noticing that came as a shock. My husband had been told it was security provided by the HOA. Later, I would ask to see the surveillance footage, be told a glitch had erased it. Meanwhile, it just sat there, a dull pewter jewel with blue plastic wings. Staring at me.

People ostensibly turning a blind eye to their neighbors' activities while really harvesting and analyzing every last detail of their lives. The ingredients for their dinners. The color of their underwear, purchased in the local Ben Franklin. Who is sick, who is well, who is adulterous.

His favorites were the arm curl machine and the abdominal machine, where he would lift hard for long minutes and then fight a few last painful crunches.Not that I made a habit of standing there and staring at him as he worked out.That would be creepy.I watched him on the surveillance cameras behind the reception desk.

He sighed, then said, "So basically, you're stalking her." "I am NOT stalking her." I insisted. "That's where you come in. If I followed her by myself, someone who did not understand the situation and did not realize that I am so responsible-" McGillicuddy snorted. "- might mistake what I am doing for stalking. However, her big brother is with me. Therefore we are protecting her.

And somehow I had always resisted driving very slowly back and forth in front of his house. Willpower? No. I figured his front gate was equipped with security cameras and I would just be embarrassing myself. And this street was definitely not on the bus line.

I'd known Nick was built. His family had a membership at my parents' health club, and sometimes he came in to lift weights. His favorites were the arm curl machine and the abdominal machine, where he would lift hard for long minutes and then fight for a few last painful crunches. Not that I made a habit of standing there and staring at him as he worked out. That would be creepy. I watched him on the surveillance camera behind the reception desk.

As I've said, Nick was no stranger to the health club. I'd whiled away many a shift behind the front desk, watching his love/hate relationship with the abdominal machine unfold on the surveillance cameras.

real computers scared me; if you can find Them, then They can find you...

And it may be that a crowd at a particular moment of history creates the object to justify its gathering, as it did at the first Human Be-In and Monterey Pop and Woodstock. Or it may be that two generations of war and surveillance had left people craving the embodiment of their own unease in the form of a lone, unsteady man on a slide guitar.

To hell with God," Fern said. "I'm worried about the Internet." "By which you mean an all-seeing, all-knowing entity that may be predicting and controlling your behavior, even when you think you're choosing for yourself?

16 If your Designated Mate leaves your company a second time, don't follow him. Deactivate your ear mic and resume your "nap." A moment of repose is a good time to reassure your loved ones. Nuanced communication is too easily monitored by the enemy.

I inadvertently overheard some things while my ear was casually pressed to this steel door

Three seconds later, Briggs and Sterling were inside the suite. I heard the door shut behind them. And then the feed went black.

On the summit of a desolate rock on Devil's Island, far from the few palm trees on the shore, a small hut of four cubic yards was built for Dreyfus; night and day an inspector stood guard at the door, with strict orders not to address a word to him. In the daytime the prisoner was permitted to exercise until sunset in a small rectangular space of about two hundred yards, near his hut.

I feel sure that the police are helping us more than I could do in ten years. They are making more anarchists than the most prominent people connected with the anarchist cause could make in ten years. If they will only continue I shall be very grateful; they will save me lots of work.

I can grow cameras! she had shrieked at the Brill brothers during one briefing. Who's to say that despicable centaur Foaly hasn't succeded in splicing surveillance equiptment to plants? So get rid of all the flowers. Rocks, too. I don't trust them. Sullen little blebers.

Hat dich jemand reinkommen sehen? Ja, das FBI, die CIA, die NSA, die DEA und das MI6. Ach ja, und die GPB. Die GPB? Gesamte Polizeibelegschaft.

When Holly Short had opened the door of her makeshift basement cell, she had found her helmet bouncing on the spot in front of her with a 3-D image of Foaly's face projected onto it. "That is really creepy

Foaly is singing," said Holly. "Surely that's illegal?

But as time went by, fewer camera crews turned up at the gates each morning. After all, how many hours of drooling can an audience be expected to sit through? Gradually the LEP crews were downsized from a dozen to six and finally to a single officer per shift. Where could Opal Koboi go? the

He glanced up sharply when Holly entered through the pneumatic double doors. "Anybody see you come in here?" Holly thought about it. "The FBI, CIA, NSA, DEA, MI6. Oh, and the EIB." Foaly frowned. "The EIB?" "Everyone in the building." Holly smirked.

villages were regularly patrolled by the Taliban.

The BMEWS site at Thule had mistakenly identified the moon, slowly rising over Norway, as dozens of long-range missiles launched from Siberia.